"You would need a miracle to win - you know that right?"
"Whose to say I don't already have one?"
Mirabelle Evans never knew freedom until she landed on Earth as a convicted criminal - will she survive or would she drown in the sea of never ending...
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It wasn't long until her futile attempts were intercepted by Bellamy's calloused hands - not risking damaging her shoulder further she came to a stand still defeated but that didn't stop Octavia from using her razor sharp tongue. "I told you he was protecting us, you didn't have to do this." Octavia stated through clenched teeth as her hands slowly curled up into tight fists.
"I'm not doing this for you," Bellamy started glancing around the room - at Octavia ready to strike, Mira slowly gaining anger in his hold causing him to let go as if he was burnt, to his 'mates' who were on their toes waiting for his very command and finally the unidentified grounder who was the most calm out of all of them , "this is for all of us."
"You did that for us?" Octavia stated in complete disbelief, Bellamy had crossed the line this time, it was one thing to be taking everyone's wristbands but a completely different thing to kidnap and torture another human being. One look from Mira and Bellamy knew what he had done - he just didn't care.
The grounder was struggling to stand up straight, his hands were wound against the rope just to support his weight. His belongings were thrown to the back of the room; a journal and a case of vials precariously balanced on top, his bag had clearly been ransacked and his privacy invaded. This wasn't for Mira nor Octavia, this was to fuel Bellamy's personal vendetta against the grounders looking for war rather than peace.
"No I did that for Finn and Jasper and John and Diggs and Roma and Mira." Bellamy stated ice dripping from every words as his eyes glanced at Mira's shoulder, in his eyes it was the grounder's fault that it had even happened. Mira scoffed, of course Bellamy would excuse his behaviour.
"I didn't ask you to do that, it wasn't even him." Mira spat at him, she went towards the grounder in order to clean up the dry blood that adorned his body, only to be stopped by hostile hands around her waist. Her head shot to the source to find Miller's harsh stare on her, "You best remove your fucking hands before I remove them for you."
"Let her go." Bellamy sighed - he knew that she wouldn't be afraid to carry out her threat - with his word Miller immediately released her. Bellamy stepped in front of the grounder blocking Mira and Octavia's view refusing to put up with their acts of defiance any longer. Mira slowly backed away yet Octavia stood her ground, "Drew, Miller, take them downstairs."
Miller approached Mira, every step forward he took, she took one back - the pattern continued until Mira had no where else to turn but down the ladder hatch which Drew kindly held open. Mira stood still thinking over her words carefully before turning towards Bellamy, "How are you going to force me down a ladder, I'm injured."
Bellamy sighed once more holding his hand to his forehead, Mira sat down in defiance while Drew and Miller forced Octavia down the hatch in the same way they tried to force Mira. However, Octavia didn't have the same excuse as Mira and there was nothing she could think of on the spot instead she huffed in defeat.
