Fears on Fire

Chapter Sixteen

The sun had made its way through the cracks of the clouds. Little slivers of light stretched throughout the dirt ground as we continued to walk. Dark green bushes surround the group and I, little patches of moss circled the trunks of the trees. Yellow vines wrapped themselves over the bodies of the trees, some trunks had fallen. There was a small hum of bugs that flew on either sides of the forest. The image of the Grounders body made me shiver, upset that Finn had done such a thing. Finn walked at the front of the group as always while the rest of us followed.

"Everyone, eyes peeled," Bellamy spoke, "We're in Grounder territory."

"Everything is Grounder territory, all right?" Murphy countered, "I can't keep walking." Murphy stopped amid the path, making all of us turn around. He rested his hands on his hips and breathed heavily. "I agree with Murphy," I said, "Which is something I thought I'd never say." Murphy glanced at me and rolled his eyes. "We need to take a break, we've been walking forever," I finished, crossing my arms. Finn scoffed and grabbed Murphy's arm. I rolled my eyes and pulled Finn back. "We can take a break," I said, letting go of his shoulder.

"No we can't," Finn said, "You heard what that Grounder said, 'They'll outlive their usefulness.'" He used two fingers to enunciate the phrase 'They'll outlive their usefulness.' "That's what he said when you had a gun to his head," Bellamy responded, appearing by my side. Monroe and Sterling walked past us while the three of us conversed. "You think I wanted to do that? He would've told his people we're coming," Finn said. Bellamy and I blocked Finn from walking away. 

"By the time we got there, our people would be dead," he continued, "Something you can live with, but I can't." Finn stepped forward, but I pushed him back again. "We know you did what you think you had to do," I said, "but you are not yourself right now and we can't be out here with another loose cannon." Finn stared at the two of us with narrowed eyes.

"You guys," Monroe called. I turned my head, slowly walked forwards. I looked back to ask Bellamy for permission, he nodded his head in agreement. "Fall in," I ordered and pointed my gun towards the ground. We walked down the gravel path way, seeing multiple clothed bodies laying among the grassy patches. "Where the hell did they come from?" Finn asked. "Rough landing I guess," Murphy said, looking around. I glanced down at the ground and saw something I didn't think I would see. 

The group walked ahead a bit, leaving me behind. I saw the familiar black hair of Mrs. Orion. The woman's body laid on the pebble path, pale face towards the sky. Mrs. Orion's clothes were tattered. Her hair had pieces of grass stuck on the short strands. "Oh my god," I mumbled, covering my mouth. I swallowed the lump in my throat at the sight. "Y/N," Monroe said, "You alright?" She set a hand on a on my shoulder, turning me around slightly. I looked up and wiped my tears away. "Yeah, I'll be right," she said, "Go ahead, I'll be right there." She took her hand off and stepped back. 

"Are you sure?" Monroe asked. 

"Don't worry about me. I'll be there shortly." 

Monroe nodded and walked away. I scanned the area and looked for a piece of cloth of something to cover it up. I found a jacket with the sleeves and bottom hem frayed.

(Third person view)

  The others stood in front of the second crashed Ark station, pieces of the ship laid deep in the canyon. Bits of metal and other parts laid near where the group stood. Monroe joined the group after she had spoken with Y/N. Bellamy turned around, noticing his love was not there. "Where's Y/N?" He asked. "She's back there," Monroe replied, pointing behind her. "Doing what?" Finn inquired. "I don't know," Monroe said, "She's just got real quiet and stood there for a few seconds." Monroe slouched her shoulders, standing in the middle of Sterling and Murphy.