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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The whole camp had been working the whole day until the sun fell and the stars filled the sky. Some kids reenforced some of the weak spots and some built up another wall made out of supplies they had managed to scrounge up. That's what Sienna and Bellamy were doing before they heard the war drums in the distance. They were here.
Sienna and Bellamy looked over at each other before they got onto the post with Miller who had his gun pointed in the distance.
"Where's Octavia?" Bellamy asked as he glanced over at Miller.
"She left five minutes ago. Didn't say where to. She thinks she's a damn samurai." Miller replied which made Bellamy worry a little.
"See anything?" Bellamy asked which changed the subject away from Octavia and her whereabouts.
"No. What the hell are they waiting for?" Monroe said viciously as she popped up.
"The longer they wait, the better. This is about buying time for Raven." Sienna replied as she took a sharp, deep breath.
"I see them. They're moving, they're moving! I count one, two, three, no, wait, there's more. I don't know, man. There's too many of them." Sterling said in a panicked voice as a gun fired from one of the foxholes.
"Who was that?" Bellamy asked as he glanced over to Sienna who didn't take her eyes away from the scope or the woods.
"Sterling, I think. South foxhole." Miller said loudly as guns continued to fire.
"South foxhole, report now." Bellamy said into the device.
"Yeah, yeah. We're okay. They didn't attack. It's like shooting at ghosts." Sterling said.
"There." Monroe said as Grounders ran through the trees. "I see them." That's when her and Miller started firing and wasting the ammo.
"Stop! Stop. Hold your fire! Hold your fire!" Sienna shouted as Miller's gun began to click. "Reload. Now."
"Those were our last clips." Miller said as he breathed heavily.
"We should--we should fall back." Monroe said nervously.
"No. If this position falls, they'll walk right through the front door." Bellamy said as he brought his gun up to look.
Shots came from every which way and Sienna moved her gun all around to look. A worried expression was plastered onto her face and that's when she realized something, the Grounders wanted them to waste their ammo. Her eyes went wide and she grabbed the walkie-talkie from Bellamy's pant loop.
"All gunners, listen up. The Grounders are not attacking. They want us to use our ammo before we actually need it. Hold your fire. I repeat, hold your fire." Sienna said loudly and quickly.
