Mirrored

Bellamy

He didn’t know what happened, one moment he was out with a small group of his people, the next his world had gone dark. The next time he’d opened his eyes they were greeted with the brightness of the sun shining in his face, causing him to squint. The collective groans of waking people around him answered the rising panic of his people being okay. Calming his heart he let out his own groan of discomfort, pushing his upper body into a sitting position, joints stiff from what he’d assumed to be hours of laying on the hard ground.
“Bellamy?” the voice of Clark, sounding just as confused as he felt “where are we?”
“I don't know…” he answered back, looking around at their surroundings and at the people they were with. He spotted Clarke easy enough, she'd moved to a stand, looking around. Murphy was sprawled out a bit away across some tree roots, Emori not to far from him pulling herself out of some bushes, Raven looked to be nursing a headache, Echo was already up with Clarke and surveying the area, and finally Octavia…who was nowhere to be found.

He felt the panic rise as he realized his sister wasn’t among them. She could take care of herself, she'd proven that already, but he was still her brother. His relief washed through him when she stepped out of the trees, looking as stoic and angry as ever “there's something out there, I don't know what it is but it doesn’t sound friendly” Well, Bellamy could count on her realism at least. Nodding, he stood fully, looking to Echo who had made her way up a tree; the highest vantage points currently, while everyone else readied themselves. Thankfully, nothing happened while she was up there and it was only when she was safely down that Bellamy eased the tenseness in his grip on the gun in hand.

“There’s a fortified structure to the north, looked to be at least, it's not-” she was interrupted by a deep growl, Octavia bringing her sword up in a defensive position, the look on her face telling Bellamy a quick ‘told you so’ before settling into her usual angry expression. Everyone was on their feet now, ready in defense, facing the direction the noise had come from, ready to attack only to realize...Raven, Echo and Octavia were the only ones still holding weapons aside from him; even if just swords and a pistol.
Murphy looked to Emori before looking to him “I’d say we’re fucked over.” Checking his ammo stock, Bellamy couldn’t help but agree, he only had one clip for his gun and that growl sounded like it belonged to something big. The silence following the growl was nerve wracking, those without weapons were a couple feet behind Raven though it wouldn’t be much should something happen. Tense seconds ticked by before what could only be described as a monster burst forth from the trees. It was as big as the transport trucks they used to have, its legs were a grotesque mixture of hand-paws in the front and hooves in the back but the mix didn’t seem to impede its movement as it charged right at them with thundering steps. Bellamy hit the ground and rolled out of the way, barely dodging the claws on the creature as it took a swipe, an eerie screeching cry leaving its fanged mouth as he fired a few blasts into its chest.

This only seemed to anger it, screech turning into an enraged cry as it swung out one of its arms, missing Echo but catching Octavia off guard on the back swing and sending her rolling a few feet, gasping out from the sheer force of the hit. Echo gave her own war cry of rage, gaining the creatures attention as was her purpose. It bellowed back and it was then Bellamy got a good look at its face. Long like some kind of deer with its ears and a large crown of antlers on its head yet the muzzle seemed entirely that of a carnivore with its fangs, its eyes set wide like a deers but held no color, milky white and dead, surrounded by what looked to be decaying sockets and dried blood, giving the impression that the void held the white in place. It was ugly, in truth, pelt matted with blood and scars, looking rough as tree bark and as grey-black as dead skin.

Firing his bullets again, Bellamy watched as they nailed the creatures side, black oozing from the wounds in a slow manner as if congealed already yet the creature never faltered, even as Octavia ran up, using the momentum to scale the creature and aim a blow with her blade to its crowned head. It must’ve felt her as the moment she went to swing for that killing blow its head jerked, making her cry out as the tip of an antler embedded into and through her thigh, shoving her off the massive creature and to the ground. It reared to crush her under its heavy forelegs, Bellamy’s bullets enraging it further, biting into its exposed underside. Echo moved with speed, dragging Octavia away just in time as it came down with a heavy thud, denting the earth with the force it used on the spot Octavia’s chest had been. They couldn’t get ahead of it and Bellamy was fast running out of bullets, Octavia was down and Echo couldn’t leave her and the others undefended.