"They got Wells right outside the wall." Finn states as we walks up to me and Clarke.
"Says the guy who just spent another night exploring the woods all by himself." Clarke teases.
"But I'm reckless, and irresponsible." Finn replies. "I got you something." He hands Clarke a metal object, it's a pencil.
"Where did you get this?" Clarke asks, and I smirk lightly at Finn's flirting attempt.
"The art supply store,.: Finn says.
"Where is it?" I ask.
"I'll have to you sometime, Skyla." Finn winks. "Why did Jasper break up with you?"
"Because she's a murderer." Jasper purr as he and Octavia walk over.
"What?" Finn gasps.
I look at Jasper who has wide eyes, he just realized what he did.
"Skyla..."
"Don't." I snap. "Don't you dare apologize!"
I storm away from the group, and go into Bellamy's tent.
"Whoa, you ok?" Bellamy asks me.
"I need a breather, I hope this is ok." I state.
"You're already here, so stay." Bellamy says before he steps out."
***
"This knife was made of metal from the drop ship." Clarke says, I have gotten company... Unfortunately.
"What do you mean?" Octavia asks.
"Who else knows about this?" I ask.
"No one." Octavia replies. "We brought it straight here."
"Clarke?" Bellamy speaks.
"It means the Grounders didn't kill Wells." Clarke says.
"It was one of us." I add. "And it wasn't me! Bell and I were building my tent."
"So, there's a murderer on camp?" Octavia asks, and I visibly tense.
"There's more than one murderer in this camp." Bellamy says, he doesn't know about my crime. "This isn't news. We need to keep it quiet."
Clarke goes to leave, but the male Blake stops her. "Get out of my way, Bellamy."
"Clarke, be smart about this." Bellamy states. "Look at what we've achieved... The wall, the patrols. Like it or not, thinking the Grounders killed Wells is good for us."
"Oh, good for you, you mean." Clarke sasses. "What.... Keep people afraid and they'll work for you? Is that it?"
"Yeah, that's it." Bellamy rolls his eyes. "But it's good for all of us. Fear of the Grounders is building that wall. And besides, what are you gonna do...."
I gently take the knife from Clarke and check it for engravings.
"Just want out there and ask the killer to step forward?" Bellamy asks. "You don't even know whose knife that is?"
"Oh, really?" I ask with a scoff. "J.M. John Murphy."
"The people have the right to know." Clarke says as she rushes out.
Bellamy and I look at each other before we follow.
Clarke walks up and shoves Murphy. "You son of a bitch!"
"What's your problem?" Murphy asks.
"Recognize this?" Clarke asks as she holds up the murder weapon.
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Special Case of Kane
Fanfiction'I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones Enough to make my systems blow Welcome to the new age, to the new age Welcome to the new age, to the new age Whoa oh, oh, oh, oh. whoa, oh. oh. oh. I'm radioactive, radioactive.' Skyla Kane is one of the 100 pr...