Calliope Cooper was turned in at only twelve years old and she was locked up for being a second born child. At seventeen she is sent down to earth along with 99 other delinquents and a guard leaving her best friend up at the Ark. Will she be able to...
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Cal stares at all the blood coming from Tsing's body and gets an idea. She drags her out farther and against the wall, a trail of blood following it. She props Tsing against the wall in front of the elevator as others run around her and dips her hand in blood on Tsing's stomach. Going back for more blood from time to time, she writes with two fingers, 'Ding dong. The doctor's dead.' Beside the elevator on the wall she writes, 'Cage is next'.
She wipes the blood on her pants and walks off down the hall searching for locked doors that the others couldn't get into. She finds one with dents on it. They must have tried but couldn't get it. She lifts her pipe up and pounds on the lock with it. The lock dents but doesn't fall off quite yet. She stands back, thinking.
Cal cocks her head at it and sighs. Worth a shot. She backs up, taking a running jump, and barreling into the door. She falls straight to the ground. Damn. She kicks the lock next a few times then pounds it with the pipe. Still doesn't work. She sighs and walks to another room. In it is construction supplies. A couple rods are there with a hammer. A storage closet. Cal shrugs and grabs a rod and hammer and tries that for the lock. It finally works and Cal exclaims in excitement.
What could be so important they'd keep a lock on the door? Cal asks in her head.
She walks in, looking around. There's not much but it looks like stuff from the outside. Like they brought it in for a memorial or something. She looks at one table and smiles excitedly. Her weapons are right there. All of them. Next to them is her necklace. She grabs that first and puts it around her neck. She forgot all about it in all the chaos. Her sword and arrow bag are next. The bullets are still in the pocket. Surprising. It also helps Raven had made a patch to hide the pocket. Her bow goes at her belt and Atom's knife in her pocket and Bellamy's gun at her back. She gathers up her knives and shoves them in her pockets and the rest she carries. She grabs the cloths she uses to put the knives against her body and puts them in her pocket.
She runs back to the cafeteria they had chosen as their best spot and Jasper is ushering her in before closing the doors. "No weak spots. We need to make sure they don't get in."
"They won't." Miller replies.
"We took the level. But now we have to hold it!" Jasper addresses the hundred. "They will be coming, and we need to be ready!"
"We will!" Cal calls out. "Because we'll have knives! Mine!" The others turn and stop what they're doing to look at her. "Contaminated items are on this level. My stuff. She holds out her knives that are in her hands and drops them to the floor. "There are at least twenty knives here. Use them wisely. If they come in, use them as a backup, not your main weapon. They are not used for that." Some come rushing forward to grab some as she takes the ones out from her pockets and drops the rest. "Hide them as best you can but make sure you know where they are. You can forget pretty easily."
