IV: Perfect Criminals

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(Opal pov)

I helped set up a tent with the younger girls. I wasn't sleeping on that floor again, no way in hell mine sleeping on that floor again. I leant down the trap slowing hearing a scream "Stay here'' I run over to where the crowded was going

Murphy held a girl over a fire, making me snap out "Murphy stop!!'' he looked up letting her go. Wells seeing the opportunity pinned Murphy down. I helped her off the floor, looking at the redness of her face "Just put warm water on your face and some of the pain well go way'' She took off with a nod

Wells got of Murphy when I turned fully to them

"You can stop this'' Wells snapped "Stop this?'' I jumped a little not knowing Bellamy was behind me ''I'm just getting started'' Murphy jumped past us, throwing hands. he was winning but he let down his guard and wells flipped him over so he was on top.

Murphy didn't looked so good, when Wells got off him and faced Bellamy  "don't you see you can't control this?" Murphy went to get up but I pushed him back down, taking the knife away form him

I came up behind Wells, when Bellamy held out a hand "Wait. Fair fight'' he dropped the knife infant of Wells. Wells look down, not moving to pick up the knife "Scared Wells?'' he picked it up seconds later "Smart chose''

I fake lunged at him a couple of times when we circle each other. This time he lunged at me. I step to the side cutting his arm then, sticking my foot out to try and trip him over. He all most trip over, but he caught his foot, lounging again. I went to move to the side, but when my ankle rolled to the side, his knife run straight throw the skin on my hip drips

Falling with fall, I cartwheeled my foot kicking him in the face. We where both on the ground now. Both staring at each, waiting for the next move. I moved. Jumping past his knife, to wrap around him

My back was on the ground, as his back was on me. My legs wrapped around him, keeping his legs down. Wells look down to the knife on his throat "Move I kill you'' He dropped his knife, holding out his arms

 "Get off him!" Clarke called form the rocks. Bellamy pulled me off the floor, both of us shouting "Octavia'' at the same time, rushing over to her seeing the injury on her leg "Are you alright?'' "I'm fine''

"Wheres the food?'' Bellamy mind went to their empty arms "We didn't make it to mount wreath" Finn said sitting down "What the hell happened out there?" Bellamy was anger "we were attacked"  "by what?" I asked Clarke, as the only one not shouting "Not what. Who, it turns out, when the last man form the ground died on the ark, he wasn't the last grounder" 

"It's true everything we thought we knew about the ground is wrong. There are people here, survivors. The good news is, that means we can survive. Radiation won't kill us" "yeah, the bad news is the grounders will" 

"Where's the kid with the goggles?" Wells asked. I looked around in panic looking for him "jasper was hit, they took him" "where is your wristband? what happened to your face?" I have to say his face is pretty ton up, by my thirst

"Ask him" he nodded over to Bellamy then to me "she did this to my face" he hissed out at me and Bellamy "how many?" Clarke asked stepping forward

"24 and counting," Murphy said getting up of an old tree stump "You idiots, life support on the ark is failing, that why they brought us down here. They need to know the ground is survivable again, and we need their help against whoever is out there. If you take off your wristbands, you're not just killing them, you're killing us!"

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