Scythe || Bellamy Blake

Promising Tomorrow

(I added a scene so this chapter is super long now but I hope it's worth it 😊)

Even though Lexa had taken Raven while Skye's peers cursed the guards left behind, clawing and screaming for her- the only horrid thing running through Skye's head was a question. Why should Skye save her?

Raven had burned the very last bridge that connected them without a thought. She had held a gun to Skye's chest with her finger on the trigger. Skye had given her entire life for Raven once, why should she do it again?

She had advocated for the Sky People with Lexa and succeeded in saving all of their lives but Raven's. What more could she do? What more was she honestly obligated to do?

She had cut her braid. She wasn't tied to her past anymore. She didn't need to seek it out.

"Scythe!" Bellamy shook her shoulders and she realized he must have been calling her name.

Suddenly she felt overwhelming shame for where her thoughts had taken her. How could she say she wasn't holding on to the past and then leave Raven to die out of spite? That wasn't who Skye was. It wasn't in her nature.

She couldn't let the Ground strip her of her last shard of humanity.

"Skye!" Bellamy urged again, quiet enough to where nobody else heard her real name, brow furrowed and searching her face.

She shook her thoughts into order, "Sorry. What were you saying?"

His eyes caught on her cheek and his jaw clenched, "I was asking if they hurt you anywhere."

"I'm alright," he gave her a look that made him look unfairly attractive and she squeezed his fingers, "Really. I'm okay."

Kane and Abby approached them, "Why did she take you? What did she want?"

"She took me because I asked her to," Bellamy stiffened and she knew she was going to be scolded later, but forged on, "I talked her down from killing us all, but they still think Raven poisoned Gustus."

Abby brought a hand down her face and she looked pale and tired, "Why was she willing to listen to you and not us?"

Skye sighed, "We talked beforehand. I think I remind her of a girl named Costia, I don't know."

Abby turned to look at Lincoln, who was silent for a moment. He had a faraway look in his eye but shook his head, "When we fought in the forest for the first time I noticed. Then you came in to the dropship to talk to me and I couldn't believe it."

"But who was she?"

"Costia was Lexa's lover before she was killed. You bear a passable resemblance to her at best but you radiate her mannerisms. Nyko thought so too- mentioned it before I even brought it up."

That explained why Lexa had seemed about ready to kiss her. And why Lincoln had spoken to her in English when they fought. Neither of the interactions were actually about Skye.

Kane had his hand on his chin, scratching his stubble with a faraway gaze, "Scythe, you would make an incredible diplomat."

Lexa said she would make a good Grounder, now Kane said she would make a good diplomat. She didn't want to be any of those things. All she wanted to be was her people's leader again. And not the leader of the Sky People.

The leader of the 100.

"I wanted to say," Kane said slowly and unsurely, "that I apologize for the things I said to you at your sentencing. I hope we can work together now and that I can earn your forgiveness."

Skye's face was so grave that Bellamy's eyes turned furiously to the man before her.

"I never knew my mother," Skye managed to say, "but I will never forget that you used her name to justify Shumway's treatment of me. The fact that you think an apology can erase what you said means that I can never forgive you- and that is not my fault."