"Then why save me?" Bellamy asked. "Save?" She questioned, titling her head. "Yeah." Bellamy was always surprised when she spoke English. It always sounded like a second language. "Why kill them for me?" "Nothing is for you." Scotia snapped. Her expression softened as she looked down at Bellamy. "You have a brave heart. But you don't use your head." Her tone was back to being harsh. *MUST READ* This story will not be fully published until I finish Atlantis, but I have it here for anyone who wants to save it to a list for right now. I do not own the 100 or any of the characters. I only own my original characters, their lines and character plot.
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