We Are One || Bellamy Blake [1]

II. Not Me

CHAPTER 1X02

II. Not Me

Clarissa's boots sunk into the dirt, while running through the forest. She didn't want to leave Jasper behind, she wanted to go back. Because she knew he would never leave any of them behind and yet they did.

Some wood trunks, on the way, made them jump, losing some speed. Which made Monty fall, and Clary quickly rushed to help him get on his feet again. It was when she looked at the ground underneath her for the first time that she saw the bones, a wave of terror washing over her.

"Who are they?" Finn asked.

That didn't seem like normal bones. Not at all.

"What are they?" Clarissa replied, panting.

Octavia that was being carried before was now on the ground, "We're in big trouble."

A scream echoed through the forest, caughting the group's attention. It sounded a lot like Jasper, and that similarity was all it took for hope to fill their minds.

"He's alive!" Clarissa started running all the way back, "Jasper!"

"Clary, wait!" Clarke ran after her, being followed by the others.

Someone pulled Clarissa's arm before she could step through the vegetation and expose herself to whatever was out there. The blonde looked at her saviour – Finn, and couldn't help but gave him a weak smile through the fear.

"Stay away from the trees." He warned. Finn looked at the place where Jasper was minutes ago, "He was right there."

"No. Where is he?" Monty desesperated.

"They caught him." Clarke replied, in fear of what they might mean.

. . .

Clarissa was terrified. They would die. All of them. How could they deal with opponents who can throw a spear from such long distance and survive a nuclear bomb?

Clary heard shouts. At first she thought they were Jasper's killers, but as she got close, she could hear excited screams. It had be the delinquents. No rational creature could be as loud and unintelligent as they. For example, Finn. He wasted a month worth of oxygen for a journey of minutes into space. Monty and Jasper did drugs. Clarke and she went to jail for agreeing with their father's wrong opinion. Octavia had it worst.

Laughs and shouting indicated that they were almost at the camp. However, Clarissa couldn't walk any faster since she was now carrying Octavia, with Monty, because Finn needed to rest. After all, running through the hoods while carrying someone was no doubt exhausting.

Clary leaned against a tree to climb down with Octavia. And just like that, they had finally arrived at the camp.

"Octavia!" Bellamy rushed to his sister's side, pulling her to him, "Are you ok?"

"Yes."

"Where is the food?"

"We didn't make it to Mount Weather." Finn replied.

"What the hell happened?!" Bellamy exclaimed.

"We were attacked." Clarke told him.

"Attacked? By what?" Wells was confused.

"You know, the last grounder who died on the Ark... He wasn't the last one." Finn explained.

"Everything we thought we knew about the ground is wrong!" Clarissa looked at everyone gathering around them, "There are people there. Survivors."