The Sky People [The 100]

Face to Face

I am disturbed from my dreamless slumber when I hear people chatting away. I furrow my eyebrows letting my eyes adjust to the light. I stretch out my arms as I sit up straddling the branch with my legs hanging down.

"Do you want me to paint a target on your back?" I hear someone mutter and my head quickly jerks over looking in the direction the voice came from, "Sky People."

I quickly regain myself and throw on my furry jacket and grab my weapons and my belt, I take a quick swig of water and position myself against the tree trunk just in time, "Jasper!" The blonde girl shouts and rushes out to get to him. My eyes widen when I realise what she is running towards. The blondes body falls away when the ground underneath her disappears and she begins to fall into the pit with spikes as her friends shout her name, Clarke. A dark haired boy that I recognise but don't know the name of is quick on his feet and grabs a hold of her hand and I left out a sigh of relief. I only just found out this girls name I don't want her to die!

After a long pause the others rush to help pull her up, and make sure she is okay. I search the area for any panthers as they decide a plan to get Jasper down. I frown as I concentrate on a moving black figure, a panther making it's way to the Sky People.

I hold back a groan as I roll my eyes, can these people not keep themselves out of trouble for more than a day? I grab a throwing knife from my pocket and wait for the panther to walk into the clearing. As the Sky People begin to notice the rustling in the bushes and the panther notices them I ready myself to throw the knife.

I jump when I hear gunshots, I look over and see the dark skinned boy firing a gun aimlessly only angering the animal more, idiot. He continues to shoot even when the gun has ran out of ammunition, I spoke to soon now he is an idiot.

I roll my eyes as I focus more on the black beast creeping up on the boy who saved Clarke, "Bellamy!" I hear someone scream as the beast leaps out of the bushes targeting Bellamy as it's next meal, I skilfully throw the metal knife and it hits the panther straight in the heart with a loud thud it falls to the ground taking it's final breath. I have to restrain myself from climbing down the tree and claiming it as my kill because I am starving but I refuse to let these people see me.

I lean against the tree as I have done before to hide from the Sky People. I watch as Bellamy scrambles back from the dead panther as though it might come back from the dead just to kill him. After he stares at it for a moment his head turns to the trees and I hold my breath and press my body into the tree feeling a broken branch dig into my side but it doesn't break the skin.

I stand like that until the Sky People are completely out of sight, I whistle loudly knowing I will have caught there attention so I speedily climb down the tree to be met by Jet, I climb into his back, "come on!" I shout just as I see Clarke come into sight and her eyes lock with before Jet takes off as fast as he can.

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I dismount Jet and take off all my weapons and gear from his back with a sigh, I thank the stable man when he starts to lead Jet away to care for him. I speed walk to my hut keeping my head down trying to avoid Anya for as long as I can. When I am safely in my hut I let out a loud groan and throw my weapons to the ground with a loud clatter.

When I look up I involuntarily jump back as Anya stares back at me as she sits on the edge of my bed, "how did it go?" I stay silent as I look at her in shock, how long has she been in here?

"I did as you said with one of the boys but his friends got to him before there was a panther in sight," I inform her missing out the part that I saved Bellamy's life by killing a panther and Clarke saw me, which I am trying so very hard to forget. "The boy won't make it through the night, they don't have the correct medicine." I continue and Anya nods. "We heard gunshots?" Anya continues to ask questions, "a boy was shooting a deer to take back with them but he missed and the deer got away, the gun is out of ammo and I believe it was there only one." I tell Anya lying to her once again. "We will need to get it and try to manufacture our own, we haven't been able to make guns in many years." Anya tells me sternly and I give a curt nod not sure what to say.