After surviving the Grounders, and earth, the 102 are thrown into a new world of secrets. What happens when 48 delinquents are captured in Mount Weather?
The Ark is back on the ground. Aaliyah is happier than ever. But then they find out Mount Weath...
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We were in the dining room, or what used to be one, building a barricade with anything we could get our hands on. Jasper was gripping an axe like he meant it, and I ran over to him.
"Can I have one too?" I asked, breathless from dragging a table across the room.
"Out of the question," Jasper said, flashing me a crooked smirk.
"Jasper, where do you want these?" Miller asked, hauling a bedframe in with another guy.
"Put it here," Jasper answered, nodding toward the doorway. "No weak spots. We need to make sure they don't get in. We took the level, but now we have to hold it. They will be coming. And we need to be ready."
"Watch out!" I shouted, smashing a camera overhead. Glass scattered across the ground. "No more eyes on us."
"Nice one, Aaliyah," Jasper said. "Let's go get those hallways cameras, right?"
I nodded, ready to follow him, but Monty stepped in.
"Nope. Leave the hallway cameras. We'll need eyes out there."
"You can do that?" Jasper asked, eyebrows up.
Monty grinned. "Have you met me?"
They walked off, and I went back to hunting for weak spots and potential weapons. Anything sharp. Anything that made me feel less helpless.
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Time passed. The silence felt heavier than anything we'd built with our barricade. We sat, still and tense, waiting for the Mountain Men's next move. Every breath was louder than it should've been.
Then, an explosion. A few people jumped to their feet. I felt the panic rising in my chest like a wave about to crash.
"We're not ready for this," I whispered to Jasper.
"Yes, we are. Stick to the plan and we'll be okay," he said, quieter now. "I promise."
I nodded, but my hands wouldn't stop shaking. I wasn't okay. I couldn't pretend anymore.
"Wait a second," Monty said, squinting through the hallway window. "Some of them aren't wearing hazmat suits."
"What's it mean?" Miller asked, voice tight.
"It means they're cured," Jasper said. "Marrow treatments worked."
And suddenly, I wished I'd stayed behind with Lucas. He told me to. I told him I'd be safe. But now ... I wasn't so sure.
The guards shouted from the hallway. The banging started.
"Get ready!" Jasper yelled. We all grabbed the wet towels and emmers we'd prepared. When the gas bombs flew in and the room filled with red fog, we were ready. We dropped the bombs into water and hit the floor, faking unconsciousness.
