Ascende Superius | Book 3

15-16 | Perverse Instantiation

We're really in the endgame now, fellas.

Ngl I'm tempted to start a Pirate AU fic who would read 😗✌ I love sea shanties and I wanna be a pirate so🤷🤷‍♀️

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     We've made it back to the rover, and despite it all, I can't help but sit on the icy ground and play with the snow capping over the grass.

     Taking the flakes in my bare hands, I shiver, moulding the snow into a small ball. Smirking, I turn slowly, and manage to hit Jasper, who had been sitting on the hood of the rover.

     He whips around with a yelp, eyes wide as saucers. A mischievous smile grows lopsided across his face, and he hops down. Collecting snow from the ground, he chucks it in my direction, showering me with flakes. I sneeze, one having gone up my nose.

     Jasper laughs, elated, but Bellamy bitterly silences us, giving us both looks. It's painfully clear that he is annoyed with our childish antics. "The rover's almost charged. Come on, you two, focus. We need to pack up. We'll be home soon."

     I groan, hanging my head and padding back to the rover, crestfallen. I just wanted to enjoy playing in the snow for the first time in this world. Jasper takes his place back on the rover's hood, looking dejected as me.

     "And then what?" Clarke questions my brother, striding to the side of the rover to face him. "We run away?"

     "We're not running away, Clarke!" Bellamy snaps, slamming the rover's door shut. He walks back over to her, sighing and working to balance out his ridiculous attitude. "We need to regroup with the others, and find another way to defeat-"

     "There is no other way! We need to find a Nightblood. We need to unlock the flame, it's the only way to stop ALIE."

     Octavia and I traipse over to the others, butting into the conversation. Lincoln joins us as well, standing in his place beside my sister.

     "What do you expect us to do, Clarke?" Jasper scoffs, his breaths crystallizing in a cloud in front of his pale face. "Walk into random villages asking for their Nightbloods?"

     "If that's what it takes," she nods, obviously not catching the sarcasm in his suggestion. He rolls his eyes hard, shaking his head.

     "No, Clarke!" Octavia interjects sharply, fuming now. "If ALIE can find us on Luna's rig, then she can find us anywhere. I won't help you destroy another innocent grounder village."

     Lincoln adds, "There won't be any Natblidas. The moment a Natblida is born, they're sent to train under the Fleimkepa," he shakes his head before going on. "Even if do they have them, ALIE will destroy every village we come across."

     The blonde steps up to the taller man, refusing to back down from her stance on the issue. The image of it is almost amusing. Lincoln towers over her, but she looks up at him as if she's the larger person.

     Her tone is vicious, and stubborn when she next spits out, "If we don't find a Nightblood, there won't be any grounder villages." She faces Bellamy, narrowing her bright, crystal blue eyes. "Or a home for us to go back to."

     He holds his ground, much as she does, the couple reflecting one another. His voice, too, is stubborn, and strong. "That's all the more reason we should go there and make sure our friends are okay."

     Clarke looks at each of us in turn, looking for any sort of support in her ludicrous, asinine plan. I turn away from her ever desperate gaze, anxious about everyone back home. Miller, Bryan, Monty, Harper, Raven; all left alone before the big finale.