𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙇 𝙄𝙉 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙂𝙐𝙄𝙎𝙀¹ ➣ 𝐵. 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑘𝑒✔

22 | Blood For Blood

I quickly walked out of the Ark, going straight for Clarke. She was talking with the commander for most of the day and it's dark now. I saw Abby hugging Clarke, Finn beside her. When I reached them, I noticed the scared look on her face.

"What did she say?" I asked, curiously. People began surrounding us, Raven coming to stand beside me.

Abby spoke. "Is there any chance for a truce?"

"Yes," Clarke answered. I furrowed my eyebrows slightly. She doesn't seem to happy about it.

"What's wrong?" Finn asked.

Clarke slowly looked at the boy. "They want you. If we want a truce, we have to give them Finn."

My face fell as I glanced at the boy before looking at Clarke once again.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Raven asked, seriously.

Clarke looked at her. "That's their offer."

I scoffed slightly. "And they think we're just going to hand him over? Like hell, I'm gonna let that happen. That's not an offer."

"It's a punishment," Finn butted in. "For what happened at the village. Blood for blood."

"That's insane," I heard Bellamy say.

"If we refuse..." Abby began, but Clarke finished for her.

"They attack."

People around us began saying we should hand him over.

"I say we give him up."

"Get rid of him."

"Yeah, go on."

"Give him to the grounders," a man said, angrily as he stepped forward.

Raven shoved the guy back. "Back off."

When the man went to go after Raven, Bellamy held him back. "Raven. Raven."

I looked around as people began shouting and conversing.

"Raven. Raven. Raven, listen to me," Clarke said to the girl, getting her attention. "Nothing is gonna happen to him. I promise, okay?"

"I'm not dying for him," a man said, stepping through the crowd. "Spacewalker burned three months of oxygen from the Ark. He should've floated a long time ago."

Raven stepped forward, punching the man in the face. "Back off."

When one of the members of the guard tried to stop her, Raven punched her in the face. Two more guards grabbed her and held her arms behind her back. I bit my lip anxiously as they carried her to the Ark.

°°°

I stood in the med bay with Abby, Octavia, and Clarke, looking at Lincoln who was restrained to a bed. He coughed as Octavia helped him sit up.

"Hang on," Clarke said. "He's not a reaper anymore. He doesn't need to be restrained. I looked at Abby, who looked scared and sorry. I let out a breath.

"Yes, I do," Lincoln said.

"Just tell us, is there a way to make peace?" Abby asked, sternly.

Lincoln looked at us, speaking weakly. "Did she leave riders behind?"

I crossed my arms. "Two just outside the gate."

"They're waiting for Finn. You don't have much time to decide."

Octavia stepped forward, standing next to Lincoln. "She can't expect us to just hand over one of our own people. Would she do that?"

Lincoln looked at the girl as he answered. "She wouldn't let the rest of her people die to protect a murderer. If you don't do this, she will kill everyone in this camp."