Book of the Tugsten Series.
Following Season Three and Four of The 100
Ranking
#72 in murphy 11/03/2020
#4 in mecha 10/07/2020
#13 in grounders 02/11/2019
#73 in bellamy 05/05/2020
#7 in engineering 07/02/2020
#74 in ravenreyes 05/05/2020
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"Can't we just blow it up and call it a day? Ugh...Friends. Right."
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Following corridor B down, I yank out both of my daggers cautiously as I follow Clarke's lead. The flickering lights put me on edge as we creep closer to the eerie lullaby toy which sits at the end of the hall. When we almost reach it I see the merry-go-round stop spinning, the lullaby tying up its tune. Leaning over Clarke's shoulder as she squats down Clarke picks up the toy in one hand.
Turning it upside down there is an inscription, Clarke whispers "Arron."
"I don't like this", Monty frantically begs us "We should go."
Before I can have the chance to agree wholeheartedly with Monty, there is a low rumbling behind us. Snapping my head around I twirl both of my weapons seeing a red mist exert from a canister, the puffs of smoke filling the corridor. "Gas", I vaguely hear Clarke mutter before she is yelling "Run!"
Hauling Monty the three of us sprint through B corridor, our feet thudding heavily on the metal floor. Surprisingly I push ahead of everyone else, Monty and Clarke right on my heels. Reaching the end of the corridor where the smoke is less thick I spin around only to see nobody behind me. Swallowing my nervous I call out, "Clarke!" Receiving no response I try again "Monty!"
When nobody is responding I feel the nerves in me building up. Knowing Bellamy is waiting outside of the armory I take off, desperate to find him. Coughing when I break out of the hallway and back into Arkadia's open air I easily spot Bellamy in the middle of the grounds. "Bellamy!" I cough out, stumbling from the red fog.
Racing over to Bellamy I'm almost falling past him until his hands reach out and grab me, holding me in place as I pant for air. "What the hell happened to you?" Bellamy asks me hesitantly, his wide dark eyes searching mine.
"We aren't alone", I inhale deeply. Standing on my own I gesture to the Ark, "Monty, Clarke... I lost them in the red fog."
"Avery!" I suddenly am hearing Clarke's voice cut through the clearing catching both of our attention "Bellamy!"
