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"He'd never known a girl who was so beautiful and intense at once".
~Kass Morgan, The 100 (The 100, #1)

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~Bellamy~

"Ok guys gear up, we need to find Clarke before this storm gets worser" I shout out to my small search group.
Looking to the guards I indicate with my hand for them to open the gate.

A big gust of wind nearly knocks us of our feet as we embark on our journey but I keep myself standing tall and strong.
Keeping our eyes on the trees for the dangers of grounders but also Clarke, a light rain starts to drizzle down and our line of sight becomes blurred.
I move my gaze to the ground, looking for any footprints or even handprints that might be hers- I know the others are doing the same.
Hearing a rustle I bring out my gun protectively, looking around frantically for the familiar glow of clarkes hair. But looking more closely I laugh slightly when I realise it was only an owl- an owl with beautiful eyes just like Clarke.

"Hey guys look" jasper shouts to the rest of us. As I begin to run over to him I am filled with a sense of worry and fear.

"What? What's wrong" I say to the skinny, lanky boy with his goggles perched on top of his head.

His eyes filled with worry he points to the rock he's crouched next to, his finger slightly shaking as I following his gaze.

Blood. On the rock lies a small trail of blood that leads off north towards a creek. Bending down I press my finger against the ruby ruby red blood- it's fresh.

"It might be Clarkes, we should follow it" octavia says from behind me, her voiced laced with concern.

"Yeah before the rain washes it away" I say back, looking up at the rain which is now getting heavier.

Getting up I jog as I follow the trail, my friends and fellow group members following behind me.
But the rain gets heavier and heavier, pelting down on all of us and piercing our skin.
Suddenly shocking us all, thunder booms over our heads, scaring the forest animals out of their trees.

"Keeping going" I say back in encouragement, looking over at them I see that some people are struggling.
Looking at octavia she puts her thumb up, indicating to me she's ok as yet another clap of thunder booms a over our heads followed by a bright whack of lightening.

Jogging faster I try to follow the now disappearing trail as best as I can, my heart beating faster just as another bolt of lighting comes raining down on us. However I then feel my heart beat accelerate in joy when we all here the voice we've been craving to hear all week.

"BELLAMY" Clarke screams from the distance, her voice laced with fear and sadness.

Running faster I feel my heart build itself back together again.

Dedicated to JewelsTheFools43
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