"How could you do this?" Bellamy raged. "There were only four warriors left. Octavia was one of them. She might have won!"
"And she might not have," Jaha said, voice complacent, indifferent.
I narrowed my eyes at Jaha. Balling my hands into fists was the only thing keeping me from exploding.
Clarke sighed. "Bellamy you're right. She had a chance. But Luna was in the final four as well. Which means there is an even better chance of nobody getting into this bunker, of nobody surviving. The end of the human race! Can you understand that?"
He scoffed. "Yeah. I- I can understand it. You did what you think you had to do, like always. But you can't - you can't expect me to stay down here not knowing what happened to my sister."
"We're not opening that door, son," Jaha said.
I was fuming now. They had no right to do this, to take over the bunker, to bring us here against our will. "You know what, I must have missed the election that made you Chancellor again!"
The door to the office opened and Abby stepped inside. "I was setting up an infirmary and I heard people in the corridor. Is it over? Did we win?"
I scoffed, waving my gesturing angrily. "We don't know."
Abby glanced around. "Where's Marcus? Y/n, where's your father?"
"He was in the tower," Jaha said. "We sent some people for him, Bellamy, Y/n, and Octavia. These two were the only ones we could get in time. I'm sorry."
My heart sank. Nausea washed over me, and the room spun. I wasn't sure if it was from shock or rage, but I almost collapsed. I couldn't stay down here knowing my father would succumb to the radiation, just the same Bellamy couldn't leave his sister up there.
"Give me your radio," Abby commanded. "Marcus has his."
Jaha shook his head. "The walkies are no good down here."
Clarke pressed a button on the desk, and part of it fell away to let a panel rise up. Jaha protested, but she sighed. "I'm letting them say goodbye."
I rushed to step around the side of the desk, but Jaha got in my way. I stared him down, fire flashing in my eyes. I could feel my common sense fracturing away, and it was tacking every ounce of restraint I had to not attack him.
"I understand your need to know," Jaha cautioned, "but I promise you there is nothing but more pain on the other side of the radio. The radiation levels have become critical, so people outside are already feeling the effects. Once they realize that we took this bunker, it'll be chaos. And if we open that door, we let that chaos inside."
"I understand," I snapped. "Now get the hell out of my way."
I crouched beside Bellamy and Abby as we honed in the communications system. I quickly gave it a once over and relayed information. "The walkies are set to 21.5 megahertz." I turned the dial slightly until Octavia's voice came through the static.
"Can anyone...can anyone hear me? Over. This is Octavia. Can anyone hear me, damn it."
I smiled in relief and nudged Bellamy. He picked up the receiver and responded, "O, it's me. You okay?"
"I'm alive," she replied, rightfully pissed. "I won. Bel, what the hell did you do?"
"It wasn't me," Bellamy said, his voice soft, his eyes wide and relieved. Thank god she was okay. "But I'll fix it."
"Listen to me. When I won, I decided to share the bunker with everyone. A hundred from each clan," Octavia explained. "Kane is out there buying us time, helping them select their people, and Gaia somehow convinced the scouts to lock down the temple, but if anybody finds out that Skaikru stole the bunker, we're all dead."
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The End of the World (Bellamy Blake x Reader)
FanfictionThough Alie is long gone, the world is far from safe. It's a race against radiation as Y/N Kane and her friends try to save the rest of humanity before inevitable demise. Welcome to Season 4 of the 100.