Persphyni : I am Darkness

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Bellamy, Miller and Drew, whose name I just learned, were all gathered in front of the grounder flipping through the journal.

"What the hell is that thing?" Drew asked.

"Friend of yours?" Bellamy directed towards the grounder as Clarke opened up the hatch and walked up onto the level.

"Get the hell out of my way." Clarke spoke to Drew when he blocked her path.

"It's okay. Let her through." Clarke walked up to stand in front of the grounder. The two co-leaders completely unaware of their other leader's presence as I watched. Pretty sure that Drew and Miller had forgotten too.

"Well, if he didn't already hate us, he does now." Bellamy's eyes flicked from the grounder then back to the blonde before dragging her away from the grounder.

"Who cares. How's Finn?"

"Alive. His people will care." Clarke said not letting Bellamy stray of target. At a girl. "How long until they figure out where he is? And what happens when they do? I mean, when they come looking for him? They will, Bellamy."

"Relax, Princess." Guess my whole analogy rocketed his hierarchy game. "No one saw us take him. And he was chained up in that cave," that was new information to me, "the entire time. And thanks to the storm, we didn't see a soul on the way back." He added as though it was a good thing. As if on cue the storm threw another thing at the ship, rocking it slightly.

"Okay, in case you missed it," Bellamy flipped open the journal looking for a specific page, "his people, are already killing us." He showed Clarke the page with the tallies.

"Why is that one red?" Oh I wanted to laugh at the exasperated look on Bellamy's face. And judging from the grounder's face, he did too.

"How many more of our people need to die until you, and Persphyni, realize that we are fighting a war." For a moment I thought he knew I was in there, but he was just including me in his conversation.

"We're not soldiers, Bellamy. Look at him. I mean, I have no idea Pers's past but she is the only person close to a trained warrior that we have. And in case you forgot, the only person capable of taking down a grounder on her own. Make that eight." I smirked as Bellamy's jaw clenched, I may or may not have mentioned his absolute failure in the cave. And not to mention the surprised and shocked looks that Drew and Miller were exchanging. "We can't win."

"You're right. We can't." Thank you- "If we don't fight." No! I wanted to groan but I needed to watch how this plays out a little longer.

"Clarke! He's seizing!" Raven's voice shouted from the bottom level.

"On my way!" And Baby Dr. Griffin was gone, off to save the life of another teenager.

Bellamy followed shortly behind Clarke, but instead of going down the ladder, he shut it. The movement slow and calculated, he wanted to show his dominance. Well when the other person is strung up it's kind of easy.

I thought back to Finn. He was unusually warm before Clarke pulled the knife, and now he was seizing afterwards. Something was in his bloodstream. Fever, seizing, a grounder knife, the vials. Finn was poisoned.

Shortly after I came to that conclusion, Clarke was back at the hatch. Only Miller had locked it.

"Hey! Open the door!" Clarke continued to bang on the hatch until Miller kicked the box locking it away. Miller placed a hand on the ladder to keep Clarke from climbing up the rest of the way.

"Get out of my way Miller. Now!" I saw the knife in Clarke's hand and knew she had figured it out too.

Clarke marches straight to the grounder, Octavia climbing up after her, and held the knife in his face.