The struggle is evident in Clarke's eyes as she watches the screen. She didn't want to do this. None of us did. I take her wrist gently. "Let me," She hesitates for a moment before pulling her hand away. I look at Monty who waits patiently with our decision weighing down on his shoulders. I look up at the computers. Our friends, our family- they all plead for help. 'Do what you have to do,' my inner thoughts shout at me, 'before it's too late!' I close my eyes. 'I'm sorry,' ♾♾♾ What would you do to save your people? ♾♾♾ Book 2 -> Book 1: Game of Survival (The 100 Fanfic)

Tears spill over my eyes as I push the knife further into his back. I didn't want to do this. I had to do this. "This is how we survive," I say to myself. "This...is how we survive," ♾♾♾ How far would you go to survive? ♾♾♾ Book 1 -> Book 2: Until We Go Down (The 100 Fanfic)