Athena always stuck up for the right thing, she would go to great lengths to ensure innocents were protected in a world where everyone was trained to kill. This time, however, she may have gone too far.
Stand Up For What You Believe In, Even If You...
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"Look, we're already there. Just a few steps, okay? One foot in front of the other. Hey." Octavia encouraged, slowly walking out the gates of camp with Jasper. Thea close by her side.
"What's wrong?" Thea asked, gently nudging his side with her elbow to get his attention.
"Huh? Oh, Nothing. I'm good." Jasper replied. Thea and Octavia shared a look.
Octavia continued to walk forward, dancing around tree roots and bushes. Thea stopped close to the entrance of the camp. Leaning against a tree and watching Murphy cause havoc in the camp.
"Jasper, it's been a week, okay? You've been given a second chance. You gotta use it." Octavia was saying. Thea wasn't listening, too caught up in watching what was happening in camp.
"Octavia? Octavia?" Jasper called out, tearing Thea's attention off of Murphy and to Jasper. "Octavia!" He walked forward hesitantly.
Thea frowned, pushing herself off the tree and starting to walk over to Jasper. Just as Octavia leapt to her feet from behind a bush, anger written across her features.
"Hey, Jerk!" Octavia cried at him, making him laugh as he walked away. "Get the hell out of here!"
"Jasper, There's nothing to be afraid of," Thea said calmly, linking her arm through his. He looked at her like she was crazy, making her sigh and pull her arm out of his, turning to Octavia as Jasper walked forward.
He was terrified for sure. And Thea knew that he wasn't going to get over this easily. Getting speared in the chest is something you don't easily forget.
Jasper suddenly tripped, alerting both Octavia and Thea, who ran to aid him. He was staring in front of them, eyes on a knife and two dark fingers.
"Oh my god," Thea gasped out, starring with wide unbelieving eyes.
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"This knife was made from mental from the dropship," Clarke stated, staring down at the two fingers left of her best friend.
"What do you mean?" Thea asked, her eyebrows drawn together in confusion. Jasper, Thea, and Octavia had brought them straight to Clarke.
"Who else knows about this?"
"No one," Octavia reassured, "We brought it straight here."
"Clarke?" Bellamy asked, looking at the younger girl.
Clarke looked up at him, "It means, that grounders didn't kill Wells. It was one of us."
Thea looked at her in shock, she could believe her people would have killed Wells, she was told that he had just been killed without any warning, something her people would do, just to scare sky crew. But one of the 100 didn't seem possible.
