Our Salvation || Bellamy Blake

{ 16 } Ark Station

The group stops in the cool of night, someone spotting something that might belong to Octavia. I pray that it is hers, because if it wasn't- we'd wander aimlessly throughout the woods that are probably crawling with grounders.

I stare out, waiting for them to reach it. I see something shine out of the corner of my eye. Out of curiosity, my head snaps towards the light. I squint through the darkness, tree's overtaking my view.

In a moment, I see it shine again. I barely see it- but it's just enough to where I can seen its location scattered across the ground.

I glance back towards Bellamy- who hasn't spoken a single word to me since we left. He walks down the rope, towards the object that is apparently Octavia's.

I walk off in the direction of the glimmering light, knowing no ones attention was on me. I slip away through the trees, the darkness swallowing me up and making it hard to see.

The trees brush against my side as I trip over something my foot catches on, falling to the ground with an oomph. I wince, the impact startling. My face lands on something hard, but when I pick it up, all that's there is loosely packed dirt. 

I pick myself up, kneeling on my knees. I brush away the dirt, finding a huge sheet of metal underneath it.

My brow creases in confusion as I see the shattered glass on top of it when I realize that's what I saw shining. My brain ticks away, wracking through what this was. The grounders used a spear on Jasper, which leads me to think they didn't have technology like the ark. This was eerily similar.

I knock on the material, a hollow like sound echoing throughout, a slight suspicion rising in me.

My eyes scan across the metal, my hand trailing not to far behind. That's when I see it. The writing printed in the side, seemingly in big bold letters because now it's all I can see. A gasp escapes my lips, my hand flying over my mouth as even Octavia disappears from my mind, the scratched writing gaining all my attention, the words scarred out, now only being parts of words and sentences.

Ark Station

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I stumble my way over to the group, my mind dizzy. That couldn't possibly be what I thought. It couldn't possibly be from the Ark, not a pod. Why would they send someone down? When did they? Who was it that came down, and were they alive? What station?

All I know is that I will get into that pod one way or another. There has to be something inside that can tell me who it was or why they came, especially when Earth supposedly isn't survivable.

Millions of questions run through my head as I push my way through towards the front, eager to talk to Finn.

When I get there, Bellamy stands at the bottom of the ditch, and Jasper about a quarter of the way down the rope. I scan the crowd, looking for the familiar features that belong to Finn.

I stand near his side, careful no one was eavesdropping. I couldn't let this news get out without knowing for sure. All I know is that it would cause chaos all over again, and someone got banished that time.

    "Did they find anything?" I ask, turning my head slightly in Finn's direction, guilt coursing through my veins. Whilst I had been exploring, I forgot the real reason we came out here. Octavia was missing.