'𝐨𝐡 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚' | Bellamy B.

𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙧

2: 𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 & 3: 𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨

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"Come on!" Finn yells. Stella, Wells, Murphy and Bellamy all catch up with the two lovebirds.

Murphy sighs, annoyed. "Hey, how do we know this is the right way?" He asks. Bellamy hops off of a log. "We don't. Spacewalker thinks he's a tracker."

"It's called cutting sign. Fourth-year earth skills. He's good." Wells defends.

Finn turns around with a glare. "You want to keep it down or should I paint a target on your backs?" Stella holds her hands up in defense. She brings her fingers to her lips mimicking her zipping them shut.

Clarke and Finn look down at a leaf that had blood on it. It looked fresh, dried, but fresh.

A large gron could be heard in the distance.

"What the hell was that?" Murphy asks.

Stella follows Finn a few steps forward. "Now would be a good time to take out that gun." Clarke tells Bellamy. 

Clarke and Finn run towards whatever that noise was. As they closened, Jasper could be seen. He was tied up in a large tree. Stella gasped and slapped her hand to her mouth.

He had wounds and a large leaf over his chest. He looked horrible.

"Jasper. Oh, my God!" Stella shouts. She went to run forward but the dark haired boy caught her arm and shook his head.

Clarke ran forward. Bellamy quickly walked in front of Stella. "Jasper? What the hell is this?" Clarke asks.

As the girl stepped forward she fell into a hole in the ground. More like a trap. Bellamy caught Clarke's hand and held her from her fate.

Stella gasped and dropped to the boys side. She grabbed Clarke's other hand.

"Clarke! Get her up! Pull her up!" Finn shouts.

"Get her! Pull her up!" Wells yells.

Stella and Bellamy both muscle Clarke from the massive hole in the ground. Spears and sharp branches were at the bottom. If Clarke fell she'd be impaled by several sharp objects.

Stella looks around for any other traps that could be visible.

"Are you okay?" Stella asks. 

Clarke nods and looks back up at Jasper.

"We need to get him down." Stella pants. Clarke nods allowing Finn to pass her and walk towards the tree. "I'll climb up there and cut the vines." 

"Yeah. I'm with you." Wells steps forward but Finn held his arm out stopping him. "No. Stay with Clarke. And watch him." Finn looks to Bellamy. He then switches his gaze to Murphy. "You. Let's go." 

Murphy reluctantly walks over to  Finn. "Wait." Stella calls out. Finn stops and turns to the blonde. She handed him her knife. He nodded gratefully and began climbing the tree.

"There's a poultice on his wound." Clarke eyes the boy. 

"What's that?" Stella asks the other blonde. Clarke flickers her gaze over to Stella and back to Jasper. "Medicine." 

Stella nods but then quickly looks back to Clarke. "Medicine? Wait, why would they save his life just to string him up as live bait?" She asks.

"Maybe what they're trying to catch likes its dinner to be breathing." Bellamy shrugs.

"Maybe what they're trying to catch is us." Finn calls out from above them. Stella looks around, fear began pulsing through her.

"Great. We're probably being hunted." She cringed.