Earth's Weaknesses: Parts 1-7 (The 100 Fanfiction)

PART THREE // Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Wherever You Go, That's Where I'll Go

"Watch your language."

"With all due respect, fuck that."

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Monty slammed on the breaks and I was thrown forwards, almost directly onto Indra— which would've been awkward had I not grabbed hold of the front seat to keep myself steady. I stuck my head through the gap at the front, "What the hell, Monty!" I groaned as we saw the tree in the road.

"We're going to have to move it," he sighed.

"Wait," Indra took a closer look. "It's been cut down."

Bellamy waited for me to move so that he could stand up through the roof of the rover, aiming his gun. "You don't know that," he replied.

I waited while he surveyed the area with his gun, before ducking back inside and almost landing on me as another tree landed behind the car. Indra sighed, looking at him in disapproval. "We do now."

We were trapped, unable to drive away unless we moved one or both of the fallen trees. I pulled out my gun and cocked it. "What's the plan?" I began to stand up to open the doors but Kane put a hand on my shoulder and guided me back to my seat.

"We wait."

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The sun had risen and we were still stuck in the rover, waiting. "It's been three hours, what are we waiting for?" Bellamy asked impatiently, "Even with the light, I don't see anyone."

"I say we make a run for it," Monty suggested.

Kane shut him down, "No. That's what they want us to do."

"How do you know? I'm ready to just get out and ask them at this point. We can't stay here forever, and one way or another those trees need to be moved," I stood up but Kane stopped me again.

Indra shook her head, "They are right, they can wait longer than we can."

"Okay, Bellamy. Get in the turret and you cover us. Once we get to that ridge over there, we'll cover you," Kane ordered.

Bellamy zipped up his jacket and checked his weapon, "Copy that. Run fast."

"Be careful, don't die," I whispered as he pulled the roof open and stood up.

I prepared myself to run but something stopped me, movement above. I looked up and realised someone on the roof had a knife to Bellamy's neck. "They're here," he told us, raising his hands.

"Everybody out, or the boy dies," another voice from above called, a voice that I seemed to recognise but couldn't quite pinpoint. Whoever it was, they pulled Bellamy out through the roof.

"Okay! Okay, we're coming out," Kane called to them. "Don't hurt him."

The moment he opened the door we were pulled from the vehicle and thrown to the floor, hands restricted behind our backs, they pushed us closer to the mud. "All targets secure," a female voice called as a frantic beeping noise was moved over my head. I tried to turn to look at it but whoever was on top of me only pressed me closer to the dirt.

Someone hauled Monty to his feet and the beeping intensified. "Found it," someone announced as they pulled the beacon from his pocket.

"It's mine, give it back!" Monty reached for it but they pulled him further away.

"Monty, let it go," Bellamy shouted.

"Monty?" One of the attackers whispered, their voice filled with hope.