Earth To Bellamy 》Bellamy Blake X Reader [ON HOLD]

Sweat and Blood

January 27

You stand with your arms crossed in the crowd surrounded by the smell of sweat and the sound of moans, and watch as Bellamy and Lincoln fight on the navy blue circle mat. Bellamy aggressively throws a punch and Lincoln easily dodges it and retaliates, but Bellamy dodges his punch as well. Bellamy swings only for lincoln to grab his arm and knee him in the stomach, making him step back in pain. Lincoln holds back, allowing Bellamy to punch him square in the stomach, and goes to punch him in the side of the head, only to be punched in the face. Bellamy stumbles back and Lincoln delivers a strong punch in the chest, as Bellamy covers his chest in pain Lincoln kicks him in the stomach, sending Bellamy flying and rolling on the ground. He quickly stands up, "too aggressive." You mumble to yourself and shake your head. As Bellamy stands up Lincoln throws a punch and misses, and Bellamy bends him over and knees him in the stomach. He stumbles back in pain and Bellamy jumps up and hits him square in the head, making Lincoln stumble all the way across the mat. They both take a breather for a second then Bellamy lunges at Lincoln, who dodges him, grabs him, and flips him onto the ground, making a smile form on your face along with a wince. You watch Lincoln bring his fist back, and you wait in anticipation for the finishing move.... but it never comes. Instead of punching Bellamy into tomorrow, he walks away and toward the crowd you were in.
"He had me," he gets out through tired, heavy breaths. "But he was too aggressive." You shake your head in agreement.
"Whatever you say." Bellamy jokes, making you roll your eyes. A few people send giggles echoing in the room, and you're one of them, but yours is out of annoyance.
"Quitting so soon?" Lincoln asks Bellamy with a oh you want more tone.
"Mapping run, sector seven." He explains and puts on his brown shirt.
"Harper," he calls, "let's get it over with." Harper throws a bag a Lincoln and a smile grows on your face as you wait for him to open the bag. "Council wants you to have that." Bellamy adds. Lincoln pulls out the guard jacket, and even though you can't see his face, you know Lincoln isn't ecstatic.
"I'm Trikru." Lincoln says.
"Uniform doesn't change that." Bellamy says as he shakes his head. "This is our home now, Lincoln. We fought for it." Bellamy explains before looking to the crowd as if he was a motivational speaker. "Too many of our friends died for it. In the Ark, the uniform meant something different. Down here, it means what we make it mean, together." He has a point. "My sister will understand that eventually." He says to Lincoln before walking off.
"Pair up and fight, Now." Lincoln orders, he obviously wasn't happy about something. You watch as he goes over and talks to Bellamy, you wanted to find out what's going on, but you knew you had to watch the pairs fight. Being sergeant comes with a lot of responsibility. All you can make out is, "sector seven...... Azgeda.. ceasefire...." "Lift the kill order..... trouble..... worth." before Bellamy walks out of the room. Lincoln purses his lips and walks toward you.
"What was that all about?" You ask.
"Bellamy's going to sector 7." He explains.
"Ok, explain to me what sector 7 is."
"You're a sergeant, shouldn't you know?" He asks.
"Yeah, I should. Obviously someone is trying to keep me from knowing." You say raising your voice. "Tell me."
"It's the Azgeda border."
"What?! I should be there, not Bellamy! I'm sergeant!" You say with a this is unbelievable tone. You start to storm past him but he grabs your arm, you turn it, twisting his wrist and making him let go.
"Kesia, if you go_"
"I'll die, yeah, yeah. I've heard that a million time already, yet I'm still standing." You bark before storming out of the room.

You run outside, hoping to find your father, but instead see Octavia with a horse. You stand in awe at the beautiful creature as she brushes it.
"O, you're going to sector seven too?" You ask annoyed.
"Yep, but I'm not supposed to." She says with a smirk. You know exactly how you can get to sector seven.
"Where's Weasely?" You ask.
"He's in his stall, his bridle and saddle are already on. I knew you would want to come." She says. You run to the stall and free your horse. His pale tan coat and auburn mane shined beautifully in the sun. You tied him up and quickly ran to your room, and grabbed your bow equipment. You run back outside and mount just in time to see the rover and Octavia going past.
"Yah!" You say as you kick your horses side, sending him galloping. You see the gate starting to close, and press forward just in time to make it through the gate.