──── 「SURVIVAL:
OUR SPECIALTY」 ────Bellamy sounded sincere, but that wasn't going to bring Lincoln back. But he's right, I can't let my hunger for revenge get in the way, especially not now that Sam's life's on the line. Not yet. As I was grabbing more furniture to bring back in one of my trips, Bryan and Miller joined me and, eventually, we ran out of things to throw into the barricade.
- "This isn't gonna hold for long!" –Bryan slightly panicked.
- "How the hell did they even get in here?" –Miller yelled over the noise.
- "Doesn't matter." –Bellamy glanced at me- "This is where we make our stand."
- "Sounds like there's a lot of them." –Miller sighed- "May be time to go to guns."
- "We got something better than guns:" –Pike spoke from behind us, for he was the only one not pushing the barricade against the door- "surprise."
I wasn't keen on the idea of following Pike, but I couldn't get picky now, so I listened to his plan with the rest. Once we agreed on how to proceed, we all got away from the barricade and moved towards one of the hallways. They all hid as I stood in the middle of it with my hands up. This better work.
- "Wait, Kane!" –I spoke as soon as he turned the corner- "Wait." –I repeated as they started coming through the small passage, walking through the water that flooded it- "I give up. I'll take the chip. I want to see my sister again."
- "Good, no one else has to die. Ever." –he smiled at me- "Then you can tell us where everyone else is and, maybe, you can even convince your mentor of joining us too."
- "Indra's alive?"
After she threw herself at Kane before the explosion down the corridors to save him, I thought she might have died, or that Kane had killed her.
- "Yes... on the cross, suffering needlessly."
- "Now!"
I yelled, cutting Kane, having had enough of the tumultuous description, and quickly jumped over a box to get away from the water as Bellamy and Miller threw a couple of batons on the water, electrocuting everyone there and knocking them out.
- "Hurry up!" –Pike commanded- "Let's get their weapons."
And that's what we did, making sure none of them had anything to fight us with; then, we entrenched ourselves inside the throne room: Abby was standing next to Clarke, keeping track of her state while Murphy pumped Ontari's heart that had stopped somewhere around the lane; Pike, Miller, Bryan, Bellamy and I stood in front of the main door, ready to fight back. The chipped were already on the other side, trying to bring down the barrier we had built inside the room; it would take them time, but they would succeed with time and patience.
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