Persphyni : I am Darkness

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"Clarke! I'm getting everyone inside!" I shouted over the raging storm that was about to be on top of us. I didn't let her respond as I already ran out. My dagger and gun with my jacket inside the drop ship.

"Come on! Let's go! Move! Whatever isn't secured now is going to have to wait!" I yelled over the storm. Continuing to move and yell at the 100 who were currently securing items to the ground.

I had managed to get the last group inside. Doing a final check through camp as well as locking the gates. I finished up making sure everyone was inside and walked back into the drop ship. Stopping just after entering the door. I must have been locking a gate or yelling at someone to not have seen them come in.

"What the hell are you doing?" I moved the crowd out of my way as I went to go stand by Clarke.

"It's time to get some answers." I clenched my jaw and took a step forward, standing beside Octavia.

"Oh, you mean revenge." Octavia said.

"No, I mean intel." I crossed my hands over my chest as I stared at Bellamy, his eyes not leaving his sisters'.

"Get him upstairs."

"Bellamy, she's right." Clarke stepped in front of his path.

"Clarke, hunny, can you hear me. We're ready." Raven got the radio to work.

"Look, this is not who we are."

"Clarke?" Abby's voice was staticky.

"It is now." I scoffed and went towards my leather jacket near Finn's head. I was cold from the rain so the warmth of my jacket helped. Plus the familiar weight of the gun in my waistband and dagger hanging from my belt didn't hurt.

"Monroe, get that door shut!" I yelled over the crowd of delinquents. Getting a nod from her as she turned to take care of it.

"The blade is at a sharp upward angle. Between the sixth and seventh ribs." Clarke yelled over the storm and the 100.

"Okay, how deep?" Abby's static voice asked.

"I can't tel-"

"Four-five inches." I spoke out to Abby. Not bothering to explain who I was or how I knew that.

"Okay, don't remove the knife yet." Abby instructed.

"Hey, here, sterilize your hands." Clarke instructed Raven when she began to pace. I chuckled as Raven started to chug Monty's moonshine then pour it on her hands.

"Clarke, can you see any fluid?" Abby cut in drawing Clarke's attention from Raven.

"Hey! Watch it!" I stood from my perch near Finn's head.

"Damnit!" Clarke groaned aspen of the kids pushed another into her.

"Hey! Everyone, upstairs!" Clarke would need all the space she could get. "Now!" They went up the ladder quickly. One right behind the other not stopping until they were off. Perks of being me I guess.

"He feels a little warm." I turned around looking at Finn.

"Okay, that's alright. Fever sometimes accompanies trauma." I decided to let the doctor take over, something in me said it wasn't just as easy as that. Mainly because with me it's never just that easy. But it's Finn, I could be wrong.

"Clarke, I need you to tell me if there is any fluid leaking from the wound." I turned back to the ladder getting the rest of the teens up there faster than Clarke could answer.

"Uh-no."

Clarke shot me a thankful look as the level cleared. I took that as my cue to let the doctor work her magic and stepped up onto the ladder.