Sienna Gray grew up on the infamous space station-The Ark-with her best friend Bellamy Blake. Sienna had a rough life with a father who was unknown and a mother who was hardly around. It's not that Sienna thought her life was rough, she loved it act...
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Wells was dead and that was that. He was killed late at night. Most people think it was the Grounders, but only one person knows the truth, for now.
Sienna stood outside of the meeting tent and tended to the fretting kids. Her head snapped when she heard Clarke shove Murphy.
"You son of a bitch!" Clarke seethed as she shoved Murphy back.
"What's your problem?" Murphy asked with a laugh.
"Recognize this?" Clarke asked as she held up a knife made from metal of the ship.
"It's my knife. Where'd you find it?" Murphy reached out for the knife, but Clarke pulled it back.
"Where you dropped it after you killed Wells." Clarke said as she held her hands back.
Sienna backed away from a group of kids and went towards Clarke. She was stopped by Bellamy who pulled her beside him. The two folded their arms and watched the situation unroll.
"Where I what?" Murphy asked confusedly. "The Grounders killed Wells, not me."
"I know what you did and you're going to pay for it." Clarke threatened.
"Really?" Murphy looked over at Sienna and Bellamy. "You two really believe this crap?"
"You did--" Sienna was cut off my Clarke.
"You threatened to kill him. We all heard you. You hated Wells." Clarke said angrily.
"Plenty of people hated Wells. His father was the chancellor that kicked us up." Bellamy and Sienna shifted nervously.
"But you're the only one that got into a knife fight with him." Clarke yelled at the boy.
"Yeah, I didn't kill him then, either." Murphy defended.
"Tried to kill Jasper, too." Octavia said as she walked over next to Bellamy and Sienna.
"Come on, this is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone." Murphy said as his palms collided with the sides of his legs.
"Come again?" Bellamy tested.
"Bellamy, Sienna, I'm telling you. I didn't do this." Murphy said as he walked towards the two that were practically leading the camp.
"Do you have any proof? Any alibis to tell me where you were at the time when Wells was viciously murdered?" Murphy didn't say anything. "That's what I thought. I'm not saying you did, but until you have proof--"
"They found his fingers on the ground with you're knife." Bellamy interrupted before Sienna could get too worked up.
"Is this the kind of society we want? You say there should be no rules. Does that mean we can kill each other without punishment?" Clarke said to the crowding group.
