Chapter 3: Bellamy
Malcolm's blood stains the operating table, the metal a dull crimson. I run my fingers along the hard surface until, right in front of me, is a fresh, warm drop of the liquid.
My voice catches in my throat as I try to scream for someone. Instead I just gasp and run, tripping over my own feet.
"Clarke!" I shout.
In the distance I see her and Finn bent over something with Harper at their feet. Clarke shoots her head up in the direction of my voice, her expression is fearful yet her lips don't quiver. She has an element of bravery in her emotions, too.
"What is it?" she asks, walking slowly until she reaches the drop ship, where she runs inside.
"Did you properly clean the operating table?"
"Of course. Look, it's clean -" I can tell by the look on her face that she's spotted the blood. "When did you find this?"
"Just now. I don't know who's it is." I stand next to her. "Can you run a DNA test somehow?"
"I don't have the right equipment. The materials I would need are barely available on the Ark, let alone down here."
"Do you think it's Malcolm's?"
"No. Definitely not. We need to investigate."
***
Everyone is asked if they've been in the drop ship and their whereabouts at the time, but it doesn't bring us any steps further into solving the mystery; no one was in the drop ship, so who was?
"Bellamy, I need you to see this quickly," Finn says, beckoning me over to him and Clarke. "We found this in the woods yesterday." His voice is a quiet whisper, excited and intrigued.
"Th-that's a camera," I stutter. How the hell did it get here? "Can I see it?"
Clarke hands me the box-shaped apparatus and I turn it around, inspecting the lense, the corners and then spotting something on the bottom, a plaque. It reads ARK-13.
""ARK"?" Clarke says. "It couldn't be..."
"It is," Finn confirms.
"Then..."
No one wants to say it, so I do. "They've been watching us."
Clarke's straight face molds into a grimace. "Then they know about Harper."
"Didn't they already know?" Finn asks.
"I-I... I never told them." She looks down at her feet.
"You never told them in five years?" I raise my voice.
"Even my mother is clueless."
My cheeks begin to heat up. "Then I'll tell her."
***
"Dr. Griffin? Are you there?"
I tap the microphone with my finger. A crackle of interference sounds through my headphones as Dr. Griffin appears on screen, looking out of breath.
"Yes, Bellamy?" she asks, sighing.
"Clarke and Finn have -" Finn's fist immediately collides with my jaw out of nowhere, silencing me.
"They've what?" she asks.
"Nothing," I say. I don't want to be punched again.
"Well, thank you for wasting my time..." She starts to leave.
"Mom, wait!" Clarke says, grabbing the tangled headphones from my head and putting them on. "We... We found a camera. From the Ark."
Dr. Griffin sits back down, her expression stern.
Finn sighs, wrapping is arm around Clarke protectively. "How much do you know?"
"Oh, we know everything."
***
A/N
YES OK I KNOW FINN DIED IN THE 100 (sorry Izzy, Jessica, Lara etc.) BUT IDK HOW I JUST KNOW HE DIED AND I'VE KINDA CALMED DOWN JUST DON'T TALK TO ME ABOUT IT AND NO THERE WON'T BE FLARKE BABIES LIKE ACTUAL REAL ONES ON TV SO JUST PICTURE PRINCESS AND QUEEN AS THE TV SHOW OKAY AND ALSO THIS CHAPTER IS SHIT BECAUSE OF MY GRANDPARENTS BITCH ASS WIFI IT CAN SUCK MY DICK OMG I HATE IT OK U GET MEH
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