Choosing sides (ON HOLD)

Chapter 28

CLARKES POV
I'm so cold, so lonely, lying here in nothing but my thin yellow hospital gown, three words circling the walls of my head, ' you've killed them'.  I need to do something, anything.   Dante and his followers have lost interest in me, only opening the door to this white walled prison to give me my food which consists of a dried oats bar and some water, I've been left to rot away in this god forsaken place, never being able to see the outside world again.  I have to do something. It's around now that the guard would come and place my food on the table beside the bed where my pale, bruised body lies.  Building up all the strength I possibly can, no matter how little that may be I slowly swing my legs over the bed, my feet grounding the white tile. Standing up on my skeletal legs, supporting myself with my arms on the bed behind me I gain my balance and make my way behind the door, grabbing yesterday's empty tray as I go.  I don't wait long before i hear the the distinctive click of the lock turning and the door opening, quickly lunging, smacking  the guard over the head with the tray he crumples to the ground in a heavy heap, before he can respond I hit him over the head once more for good measure, Opening a small bloodied wound right by his temple. Taking a moment to recover I start to undress the guard sliding his cloths on top of the yellow gown.  Rolling up the long trouser legs and attaching the weapons belt I prepare to finally leave  my cell after so long. Bending down I pick up the oats bar that's lying on the floor and stuff it in my pocket
"Thanks for the food, not sorry about your head though, have a nice rest". Quickly as possible I walk down the corridors, keeping my head down and avoiding all possible eye contact. Pulling out the key card from my pocket I scan it on the door granting myself passage out of quarantine and into the main corridor. Making my way deeper into the shelter I notice that the place is dead, silence echoing through halls.
"Where is everyone?" I mutter under my breath. Scanning into the elevator I click level 5, im assuming this is where everybody will be. Cautiously making my way to the mess hall I start to hear the bustle of people, peaking round the corner is see the people lined up, all cueing to get to something, but what? Gingerly shuffling into the room i spot Emerson, needle in hand, injecting the population of the mountain with something, then it hits me, my replicated bone marrow.

BELLAMYS POV
"So rebel King, have you actually got a plan or are we just charging in head first with no idea what we're getting into?"
"Shut up Raven" I snap back at her
" I take that as a no then" she says, rolling her eyes.  As much as I hate to admit it , the  pain in the ass known as Raven does have a point, we need a plan, we can't just walk in there blind.  Looking down at the drawn map and scanning every corner of my mind for a plan nothing arises.
"What about the dam?" Raven suggests
"What about the dam?" I ask
"If we can get into the engine room, attract a couple of guards, take them out and make our way into the bunker that way, it might work, just an idea though"
"Do you know what raven, you may be onto something there"

CLARKES POV
it's happening, they're all getting treated, I have to work fast. Quickly turning, I make my way to the command centre, using my pass and brining out my gun I shoot the two guards without hesitation. Closing the door behind me I rip the wires out of the key card lock , no ones gonna get in now. Crap what am I gonna do I think to myself the sudden realisation hitting me that I have no plan. Not all of them have been treated so if I can turn off the vents then the citizens that haven't been treated will be irradiated, it's my only choice. Rushing over to the computer it start clicking away, Im no monty but thank god for tech classes on the ark. After what seems like forever I finally manage to get to the setting, all that has to be done is to pull the lever and the fans will start to suck in the outside air. If I do innocent people will die, but if I don't my people will die, my family , my friends, Bellamy. Suddenly I'm starting to feel light headed, all the adrenalin fading away and the exercise catching up to my frail body. Dark spots are starting to fill my vision. I have to do it, I will do it. Closing my eyes, I pull the leaver back, what have I done?. My body slowly slips to the ground and my eyes close shut, my last thought being of the hundred odd people dying of radiation poisoning below me and I'm the reason they're dead.