Octavia
3 days it's been and she still hasn't the slightest idea of her whereabouts; the one thing she does know however, is that she's hungry. She's pretty sure she's been hallucinating or maybe dreaming, she's not sure of the difference but she liked it. Dreaming that is, not being hungry. Obviously.She likes remembering the easier times on the arc or when her brother taught her the difference between a dream and reality.
"Bell-" she'd whispered for the hundredth time while lying cramped on the floor.
"She needs to learn to cope. Leave her Bellamy." He faint voice of her mother reaches her ears but a 5year old Octavia ignores her mothers lack of love and concentrated on calling to her brother. Ignoring the wishes of his mom, an older Bellamy opened the hatch and the light from the lamp showed her brother her tear stricken face.
"Another nightmare?" He asks in the softest voice and she nods, desperate for help.
" When your having a nightmare, pinch yourself until it hurts-" her face frowns: why would she hurt herself like that-" the pain will wake your mind up-"
"But I don't want to wake up, I want to stop the nightmares." She cries quietly and her mother huffed from the chair across the room, wanting to sleep.
" It wakes your mind up in your dreams O. It reminds you that it's not real and that your in control; you'll probably wake up too. But it reminds you that your in control."She never forgot that.
Surrounded in darkness, she reaches out to feel a wall and she punches it- but she doesn't wake up.
"So much for it being a dream." She huffs," Where the hell am I?"As a lightbulb hits her, she feels around her and can only touch at what she presumes is soil. At least she is still on the ground; but where? Slowly she goes to stand but she's forced to the floor as pressure seems to build in her leg. Immediately, she reaches for her leg and feels around in the darkness for anything which tells her what's wrong with it, it just hurts. There's no liquid so at least she isn't going to bleed out but the floor shakes as footsteps enter her at what she presumes cave.
" Took you long enough to wake up." She says sarcastically; she'd recognize that voice anywhere: Anya.
" You bitch." Octavia's dried throat chokes out as she begins to put the jigsaw together.
" I guess there's no need for small talk." She chuckles at her pain; Octavia laughs wickedly, trying to play her way out of a situation.
" You started a war you can't finish." She smiles as the cave lights up with torches
" Well your smarter than those other two, I'll give you that." She stands, ready to leave
Was she talking about her brother?
" Those two?"
" Clarke and your brother; a little war advice, don't let your enemy know your weakness because then you've already lost." She says slyly
" How do you know I have a brother?" Octavia questions, changing the conversation
" I know more than you think, Octavia."
" What do you want?"
" Warriors."
" What do you want with me." She repeats, more specific
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FanfictionMy first ever fan fiction: based on Bellarke (obvs) Set after Clarke and Bellamy reunite in season 2 da da daaa.. CURRENTLY IN EDITING: CHANGING STORY POV All characters belong the CW's The 100 © 2016 multi_ships All Rights Reserved