Wild : Bellamy Blake

Murphy's Disease

Was supposed to be a super long chapter but I got bored.

I jogged a short distance through the forest until I slammed into a hard chest when I rounded a tree.

"Fuck!" I swore, stumbling back and ripping out a knife.

Everything adjusted around me and I saw Bellamy in a defensive position with his hands infront of him.

"Woah, hey, it's me!"

I slipped my dagger back into my belt and let out a breath.

"Seven seas, Bellamy" I muttered and walked up next to him. "I thought you would have went back to camp."

"I don't leave any of my people behind." He gave me a crooked smile before jogging off in the direction of camp. "In all honesty I thought you'd ran off, but I'm glad you didn't."

I stood there feeling strange. A feeling of acceptance I think. I havent felt that in a while.

I shook my head with a smile and chased after him.

My lungs were on fire by the time we got back to camp. Bellamy was panting and sweating and so was I but it seemed I was in much better shape. This could be a downfall for them, they don't not have the stamina or the skill.

The others had already arrived and were waiting outside the gates. They didn't look like they had been there for long though.

Finn looked at Bellamy with fire behind his eyes.

"You got something to say?" Bellamy shot at him.

"I told you no guns!" Finn snapped directing it to Clarke.

I put a hand infront of Clarke before she could protest and looked Finn in the eyes.

"I know how those people work, Finn." I growled. "If I knew they could be trusted, we wouldn't have brought any weapons."

It seemed like he had forgotten I was a grounder and that they DID used to be my tribe.

"My sister is ruthless, alright? All she ever did was pick fights with the other kids at camp when we were young, she hasn't changed." I hissed. "You think I would shoot my own sister and which Clarke, you can thank me for later, with poison if I thought she was good people?" I half yelled.

He looked at me slightly baffled. "Well if we weren't at war already, we sure as hell are now!"

"You didn't think of telling me what you were up to?" Raven looked at Finn with eyes full of hurt.

"I tried! But you were too busy making those God damned bullets!" He protested.

"Alright, alright!" Bellamy yelled. "Stop this! We don't need shit like this, especially not now!"

We settled for a moment before I broke the silence.

"We can't trust them. Anya promised a war and-" My eyes darted to the falling star in the sky. "What's that..." I gaped.

"The exodus ship!" Clarke gasped, clearly excited about something.

The others let out small laughs of joy.

"Wait..." Clarke's happiness faded within a second. "Something's wrong. the chutes aren't deploying! Why aren't the chutes deploying?" She looked at each of us in panic.

Well I don't fucking know, don't look at me.

What the hells a chute deploying?

There was a loud crash and a wave rushed through the air and ground.