Being Raven Reyes

Chapter 4 - Through Attempted Murder

I was outside, looking around the camp when I see some of them gathering the mushrooms that cause all of the glorious Hallucinations. Which means that one of the One Hundred will be trying to murder Bellamy soon, assuming that this will continue to somewhat follow the timeline. But, we do need to find out which groups would be best for each team.

That means I need to practice with Lincoln as well. How well we all work together, coordinate and how far our trust can go with each other is incredibly crucial to whether we live or die. Technically we need to get our battle buddies. Some will be groups or two and others will be groups of four. But that will probably have to wait until tomorrow.

Lincoln is standing against the wall of the camp, watching me from a distance and he shakes his head as he looks at some of the teenagers trying the mushrooms. When Bellamy moves to stand beside me he opens his hand where he holds a small handful of mushrooms.

"Want some?" He asks me gruffly, glancing behind me briefly Lincoln's eyes are narrowed on Bellamy.

They really don't trust each other. I shake my head in exasperation. "I would rather not hallucinate. Chances are I'm going to have to save you from getting yourself killed today."

Bellamy blinks at me and then shifts on his feet a little. "You keep saying things like that. As if you know things that no one else could possibly just know. Why is that?"

Shrugging my shoulders I don't answer him. He bumps his shoulder against mine and then after I shake my head in response he sighs.

He places his mouth is beside my ear and speaks to me with a smooth husky whisper. "Tell me Raven. What the hell is going on with you?"

Again I choose not to answer him. He huffs but doesn't move away, instead he rests his head on my shoulder and wraps an arm around my waist as my eyes catches Lincoln's who looks annoyed as fucking hell. Lincoln's hands are tightened into a fist and his jaw is clenched as he glances away. Not that I blame him, the situation isn't exactly a 'get streamers and throw a party' material. Especially when said people would have no issue trying to kill you and or torture you. Honestly, kids these days.

"Did you eat any of those?" I ask Bellamy instead as I pull away from him and walk towards Lincoln.

Bellamy follows behind me, matching my stride. A few times his hand reaches for my wrist before he drops his arm and pulls his hand into a fist. "No, not yet. How do you know that they cause hallucinations?"

With a sigh I grab his hand and I take the mushrooms from him, holding them out to Lincoln with my palm open. "These cause hallucinations, right?"

The man in questions nods his at me as he continues to eye Bellamy cautiously. "Yes, for a few hours after consumption they do. But other then that no harm usually comes from them."

Turning my head slightly I look at Bellamy with a raised eyebrow as his hand quickly but loosely wraps around my wrist. "See? Just as I said."

Bellamy's jaw tightens for a moment before he lets out a sigh, his hand tightens around my wrist. "Alright. Is there anyway to counteract it? That leaves almost the whole camp defenseless. Why didn't you warn us?"

"There isn't. At least not that I know of. It'll wear itself off though. For today- it'll be alright. Although I suspect those from the ark will be coming down soon. But - you don't have to try to run this time."

"This time?" Bellamy asks through clenched teeth as he glares at me now and lets go of my hand, grabs my shoulders sharply as he pulls me towards him. "What does that even mean Raven?"

"Stay away from Dax." I state flatly and shake my head as I press my lips, not even fighting his hold at the moment. "Make sure Clarke stays here too, she's eaten some of the mushrooms. I'll go with you on the little mission that she concocts. Lincoln too. Team bonding, time to become Battle Buddies, yeah?