BOOK ONE IN THE SALVATION SERIES
"Victory at all costs, victory in spite of all terror. Victory however long and hard the road may be; for without victory there is no survival."
"You just ripped off Winston Churchill."
"Wow, Blake, congratulations...
"she had tried so hard to ignore all the bad, yet what she didn't know is that it would catch up with her— and it would hurt like hell when it did "
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I stand with Finn just outside the dropship, arms crossed in annoyance at Jaha's Unity Day speech.
Unity Day. A lie to make people believe we came together peacefully, and to make sure that we all cooperate unless we want to get floated.
"He's honestly a joke," I scoff, hearing Jaha's speech about how the Ark came together, making everyone prosper. But not before another station blowing up.
Finn chuckles from beside me, the same skeptical expression written on his face.
I hear footsteps behind Finn and I, and turn enough to see a blonde head step beside Finn. She surveys us for a moment, arching an eyebrow.
"Don't tell me you don't like Unity Day," Clarke points out, shoving her hands in her pockets. This causes a snort to erupt from me, Finn taking it the opposite way, his face solemn.
"Unity Day is a lie. I mean, the Ark only came together after the thirteenth station was blown out of the sky. It's just not the version of history we like to tell each other at parties," Finn reasons, and I shrug at the notion, that part being completely true. Yet all the same, I knew it had to be done to bring peace, because fear is what drives people to listen.
I had learned that the hard way.
Clarke glances at me, smiling down at her shoes before responding back with an equally compelling argument. "The Unity Day story gives people hope though. And peace came out of that violence," Clarke shrugs, looking at Finn so thoughtfully as to where I suddenly wanted to run away from that conversation.
"Did there really need to be violence at all?" Finn questions and I start to feel uncomfortable, fidgeting with my hands.
"I just didn't like missing all the parties," I quip, hoping to make the tension disappear from the air. For me, I missed all the extravagant parties on the upper class, and always dreamt of how good the desserts would taste as a kid- I still do, if I'm honest.
Clarke looks at me, the two of us sharing a knowing look. Finn's response wasn't about Unity Day. It was about the guns, and Bellamy.
I roll my eyes, shooting Clarke the 'I can handle this one' look, the both of us trying to prove it was a necessary decision to keep us safe. It was purely precautionary, Clarke and I had made that clear with Bellamy.
