I wake with a start, inhaling deeply but keeping my eyes closed. The light is so bright that it's piercing and there's a continuos beeping noise coming from the right. My nose itches and I try to reach up and scratch it. When I feel nothing happening, I try again. My limbs won't follow my orders and I start to panic. The beeping speeds up and I try to wiggle my fingers, despairing when my body doesn't respond. I can't even open my eyes.
The sound of soft feminine murmuring fills the air and I know it's not my voice. Someone is here with me? Oh my god, Lexa! Where's Lexa? Is she okay?
With the thought of her in my mind, I open my eyes, blinking away the blurriness and sit up. There's a girl with cropped black hair in a Maunon suit next to the bed I'm in, staring at me with shock.
"Impossible. You- you can't be awake." The girl stammers, taking a step back. I notice the needle she's holding and flinch back, only then noticing that they've stuck an IV drip into my arm.
My mouth is dry and it hurts to breathe, but I open my mouth. "Where's Lexa?" Float me, it feels like my throat is burning when I talk.
When she doesn't answer, I clench my fists. I'll fight her if I have to. I have to find Lexa. When I reach for her, she squeaks and sticks the needle into the bag. I feel the effect almost immediately, knowing it's probably a sedative she put in there. And it's an extremely strong one, judging by how there's three of her now. My vision swims and I groan, wincing at the pain that grips my throat. I lay back, clutching my head and trying not to pass out. I fail and fall into a deep, dreamless sleep.
When I wake up, I jolt upwards, rapidly looking around the room. I'm alone. Everything is white. The walls, the bed, the sheets, the door, everything. There's one picture on the wall, an Old Earth one that depicts the outside world.
Where am I?
I get up, noting that my shaky legs may mean that I've been asleep for a while. I walk toward the door, using the bed and then the wall to help hold myself up. I glance out the window in the door to see another door that looks exactly like this one. The window is empty and so is the hallway.
I try the door handle but it's locked. I glance around the room again, looking for something to help me escape. That's when I notice a camera on the ceiling, a red blinking light telling me that someone's watching me. I reach for my swords and wait, I don't have them. Alarmed, I look down to see that I'm in plain clothes, like the ones we had on the Ark. My swords and armor are gone.
My jaw twitches with anger that I barely contain. Not only have they stolen me away from the only people who gave me a sense of belonging, but they took my clothes and weapons and most importantly, they took me away from Lexa. Though I doubt they would pass up the chance to grab her. So if they have me, they must have her. I have to save her.
I begin searching the room, looking behind the painting and under the bed for something, anything. I find nothing and take a deep breath. I can't exactly break off a part of the bed without seriously injuring myself, so that leaves me with one choice. Well, two. I'll try the less painful one first.
I walk back to the door and try to force the door handle and get out. It doesn't work. Sighing, I raise my fist in the air and smash the window, hissing at the pain. Getting up on my toes, I reach through the window, wincing as some broken glass cuts my arm. I unlock it and then pull my arm back in, examining my wounds. I'll live, there's nothing too deep or anything that requires immediate attention, though I'll definitely want to patch myself up soon. I pluck out some larger pieces of glass that's embedded in my arm and leave the rest for later.
I open the door, peeking out. I don't see anyone in the hallways. Crouching down, I pick up the biggest and sharpest shard of glass I can find, ignoring the pain. I slowly make my way down the hallway, holding up the shard.
After what feels like a few minutes of walking, a girl appears comes into view, the same one I saw the last time I was awake.
She's looking down at a clipboard, not even noticing that I'm here. I push her against the wall and place the shard against her neck. The girl drops her clipboard, looking absolutely terrified. Up close, I can tell that she's only about my age.
"Where's Lexa?" I ask.
She's trembling. "I-I don't know who that is."
"She's the commander, the Heda." I growl. The girl pales further.
"I think she's in the..." She hesitates. "There isn't a good way to put this. Please don't kill me." She whimpers.
"I won't if you take me to her. Now where is she?"
"With the others. Um, she's probably in a cage. I heard Cage laughing about how he would make sure he'd get the legendary Commander's blood."
"Her blood?" I hear footsteps behind us. "You're going to start leading me to her right now. Scream for help and I'll kill you. Okay?" She nods rapidly. "Now move, and answer my question."
"We're only down here because we can't stand the radiation, just a small leak could kill us all. We found that the savages' blood, when put through our veins, heals the radiation burns."
"Don't call us savage. You're the ones that kidnap people and drain them of their blood."
"Not all of us agree with it, like me. But it's the only way." She pleads, trying to get me to see her point.
"You know that it's not. Now take me to where you're keeping my people."
Man, I'm loving writing this right now! I wrote so many notes down about what could happen! You all will just have to wait and see... Next chapter might be where she sees Lexa again! Thank you all for reading and for your incredible comments! Stay awesome!
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