I explained the situation as fast as I could while also making a run for the door

The teenager who was exiled from our camp for treason ran over to me, snaking his arms around my waist as the gun hung off his shoulder. I let out a yelp, trying to wiggle out of his grip as he pulled he deep into the dropship before throwing me over his shoulder.

Out of instinct, I extended my left arm, thinking that it would somehow make my blow to the ground a little less painful but boy was I wrong. I hit the ground hard, falling right onto my arm and rolling once before hitting the wall of the dropship. In the process, I dropped the piece of metal and wires disguised as a radio and my only connection to the outside.

Grinding my teeth out of pain, I held my arm and rolled onto my stomach, resting my forehead against the cold ground as I bit back tears and let out a shaky breath.

"Murphy, what the hell are you doing?" Bellamy's voice was comforting to hear, especially in this situation even if it was only over a radio call.

I lifted my head to look up at Murphy, my long brown hair falling around my face as I continued to hold my wrist, tucking it under my chest slightly. For a moment he just stared down at me, his brows knitted together as my light brown eyes met his widen green ones which were filled with an emotion I couldn't quite place due to me never seeing it dance across his long face before. Was it concern? Worry? Or was it possibly fear?

Lucky for me I never had the chance to figure that out, for as quick as the foreign look appeared, it also disappeared as he snapped back into reality. The whole exchange hadn't lasted longer than a few seconds before Muphy was running towered the dropship door, pulling the lever that would lock me inside a metal hell hole with a teenager psychopath.

From the other side of the door, I could hear Bellamy screaming out to him, beginning to bang on the metal.

Murphy rubbed his hands through his shaggy long hair and paced back and forth unsure of what to do.

"Murphy, open the door!" Bell demanded but of course, Murphy did not comply.

"You try to be a hero and Ari dies!" he yelled back.

I was able to crawl to the lean, using it to lean on as I held my arm close to my chest, keeping my eyes trained on Murphy as he frantically gathered rope and ripped seatbelts from the walls. He reached out to grab my arm but I pulled back.

"Don't touch me," I snapped through gritted teeth.

"Ari, come on." He was more stern as he grabbed my arm again, this time with more force.

Thinking quickly, I grabbed the hand he used to hold my arm and bit it, causing him to scream in pain, while also letting go of his tight grip on me. I made a run for the door again but he was faster.

Coming up from behind me, Murphy was able to grasp my shoulder and pick me up again.

"Let me go!" I yelled as he walked me over the ladder. Murphy tied my hands together with rope and made sure the knots where tight. "Murphy please, let me go," I begged.

"Shut up!" he spat, using a cloth as a gag so I would stop talking.

For the next few hours, I had to sit and watch as my kidnapper paced back and forth in the small space, with the body of a kid I barely knew. The sun had to be down by now, it was so late. The talking from outside the dropship had died down almost completely, the last thing I heard was a threat by Jasper, telling Murphy to let me go or else.

"Murphy. I know you can hear me." Bellamy's comforting voice came from the radio. I sat up straight and listened. "All our ammo and food is on the middle leave, you know that. You're leaving us vulnerable to an attack. I can't let that happen."

Murphy looked over at me with a glare as he picking up the radio. "Yeah, well in case you didn't notice you're not really in control right now."

"Come on Murphy you don't want to hurt Ari, you want to hurt me. How about a trade." I tried to protest, shaking my head but my voice was muffled, I couldn't let Bellamy take my place, Murphy would kill him and I can't lose another person.

"Shut up!" Murphy spat at me, making me jump out of fright.

"All you have to do is let her go and I'll take her place," Bellamy continued.

Murphy bit his lip, thinking about the offer for a moment before responding. "How?" he asked.

"Simple. You opened the door I walk in, she walks out." What the hell is Bellamy doing, he's going to get killed if he comes in here, he's more valuable to everyone then I am.

Murphy stopped and thought for a moment before pulling the lever to open the door. "You have 10 second Bellamy, or I'll shot Ari in the leg." He walked over and grabbed my arm, lifting me up to stand before walking me over to the entryway, that had been blocked by the parachutes. "1...2...3...4...5" Murphy began to count, waiting for Bell to respond.

"I'm here!" he yelled so he could be heard.

I shook my head, squeezing my eyes shut as I let a single tear fall. Bellamy made his way inside, pushing back a small portion of the parachute. I was only able to catch a glimpse of his freckled before Murphy shoved me outside, still with my hands tied behind my back. Unable to catch my balance by the sudden shove, I stumbled to the ground.

Jasper was the first to run over to me and removed the gag from my mouth while Octavia cut the rope from my hands. The boy with the goggles wrapped his arms around me as Octavia still tried to get the restraints off.

"Thank god you're okay," he breathed, pulling from the hug.

I let out a sigh, rubbing my raw wrist that has finally been cut loose. "Yeah, but Bellamy isn't." I rubbed my wrists, staring at the closed dropship door. "How are we going to get him out?" I asked Octavia and Jasper.

"Ravens trying to get into the controls to get the door open," Octavia explained.

"Great, where is she, I'm going to help." Jasper shook his head, opening his mouth to protest but I cut him off, "Jasper, he's in there because of me. Where is Raven?" I asked again.

Octavia was the one to speak next, "She's in the back of the dropship, she's trying to get a loose panel open," Octavia explained.

I nodded before making my way to the back of the dropship where Raven was pulling back a panel, ready to climb in. "Hey," I greeted.

"What are you doing back here?" she asked in a whisper.

"I'm here to help you get Bellamy out." She gave me a sympathetic look and nodded, crawling into the small space that would lead us below the main level.

From above us, I could hear Murphy and Bellamy's muffled voices.

"So cool." Raven smiled, shining her light around the level.

I rolled my eyes, "Not to be rude or anything, but can you stop thinking like a mechanic and find a way in there?" I ask crawling behind her.

"This mechanic is going to hotwire the door," she explained, matter factly.

As she examined the lower level, I took the time the look above me, trying to find the hatch that would lead to the upper level.

"There it is," I whispered once I found it.

Raven glanced over her shoulder at me, opening a panel filled with wires. "It locks from above. Forget about it."

"Damn it." I let out a frustrated groan, sitting down against the wall. "He's in there because of me."

The mechanic gave me sad eyes, something I hated. "It's gonna be okay. Help me find the door secrete," she suggested, trying to get my mind off it all.

Rubbing my forehead, I let out a huff. "We already lost Clarke, we can't lose Bellamy too." I rambled, running my hand through my greasy hair.

"Ari, shut up. They're right above your head," Raven barked quietly.

"Okay, I'll just get Jaspers gun and shoot through the floor." I shrugged.

Raven turned to fully face me. "No Ari, bad idea. No shooting!" she snapped just as gunshots began to ring from the floor above us, making me jump out of my skin. Raven's eyes filled with fear, something I was not used to from her. "Hurry and help me find the door secrete." She handed me the flashlight and quickly turned back to the wall of wires.

Using the flashlight to shine around the small dark space, I did my best to look for what she was talking about while listening to the conversation coming for the two teenagers above us.

The words were almost impossible to make out unless they were yelling. "I want you-feel what I-then-want you to die," I hear Murphy say, my heart began to beat faster and faster by the second.

Shaking my head, I tried to keep my mind on finding this secrete so Raven can get in out of there, but I just couldn't keep my mind off the thought of Murphy killing the only leader we had left.

"Found it." Raven cheered as another gunshot rang out.

I gripped tightly on the flashlight, crawling over to her. "We have to do this now."

"I think... I got it. Ari, go outside. Be ready for when the door opens."

Doing as told, I made my way out of the dropship, leaving behind the flashlight and running around to the front where everyone was waiting. "Raven said to get ready. She's about to open the door-" The sound of multiple gunshots coming from inside cut me off. The loud clang of bullets colliding with metal made my heart drop and out of fear I froze in place.

To everyone's surprise, the dropship door slowly began to open. I didn't think twice before running inside, Jasper and Octavia following after me with shouts of protest for me to stop.

Pushing back the hanging parachute, the sight before me made my stomach turn. Attached to a noose, Bellamy's limp body hung, swaying slightly. His eyes were shut and his usual bright face was pale and almost blue. I covered my mouth in shock, my eyes still dancing around the area looking for the boy responsible for this but Murphy was nowhere in sight.

Jasper pushed passed me, running over to Bellamy and grabbed his legs, holding him in the air, trying to loosen the rope around his neck. Octavia was quick to undo one of the belts that held him, causing Bell to fall into Jaspers' arms before hitting the ground.

I ran to his side, dropping next to his body beside Octavia. The younger Blake removed the rope from around her brother's neck. "Breath Bell, breath," she soothed, pushing back the hair that fell over his forehead.

Slowly, the color in his face began to come back as air was able to fill his lungs again before he jumped up; gasping. "Its okay Bellamy, take it easy," I said, rubbing his shoulder as he coughed.

Bellamy shoved my hands away, trying to get on his feet but stumbling slightly due to him blacking out only moments before as he yelled for Murphy. "It's over!" he shouted stumbling over to the ladder, beginning to climb up to the closed hatch of the middle level. "Murphy there's only one way out of this now." He banged on the hatch, screaming. A loud 'boom' shook the entire dropship, making us all stumble.

"Damn it, Murphy," Octavia muttered to herself.

Bellamy continued to pound on the hatch harder, lifting it more and more each time. Black smoke started to spew from the open cracks with each hit. When he finally got the hatch open, a cloud black consumed the lower level. We covered our mouths to keep from inhaling the toxins before we followed Bellamy to the middle level, climbing up the ladder.

When I had gotten to the floor, I was not expecting to see a large hole blown out of the dropship wall. One thing was clear, Murphy had escaped by using the last of our gunpowder to blow a hole in the wall, jumping out and making a run for it.

"Should we go after him?" Jasper asked turning to Bellamy, watching Murphy run off into the wood.

Bell shook his head, his eyes still watching the teenage criminal making his way further into the distance. "No, the Grounders will take care of Murphy," he finally met Jaspers gaze, "But we're going after Clarke, Finn, and Monty." The boy with goggles looked at his leader as if he had just said something crazy. "Just you and me. Ari, I want you to stay here help Raven build up the defaces." I nodded as the boys walked over to the ladder. "We lost a day because of this and our gunpowder," Bell muttered walking over to the ladder and waiting as Jasper climbed down the ladder.

Before Bellamy followed I grabbed his arm. "Bell wait." He turned to look down at me. "Look I just..." I started but I couldn't get the words out so I wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling his large figure into a hug. "Thank you," I muttered holding onto him. He was taken back by the hug but he slowly eased up and hugged me back. I pulled back after a moment and sniffed, "Long way from, 'whatever the hell you want'." He smiled down at me, a genuine smile and not his signature smirk that he gave when he was being sarcastic. "Next time, let me save you, okay?" I chuckled, whipping a few tears from under my eyes.

The moment was interrupted by Miller's voice coming through the radio that was tucked inside Bellamy's pocket. "All Gunners, we got movement outside the south wall." The two of us hurried down the ladder and ran out of the dropship to the front gate.

"Hold your fire.! It's Clarke and Finn!" Miller yelled to the gunners ready to shoot the first person they saw.

I let out a sigh of relief as the two teenagers who had been missing ran right through the front gate.

"We heard an explosion, what happened?" Clarke asked frantically looking at the group of criminals that gathered around them, all in shock that they were perfectly fine.

"Murphy happened," Bellamy answered, anger still in his voice.

"Is Ari here, did she make it back?" Finn asked sounding worried.

I walked out from behind Jasper giving them a smile. "I'm right here," I said going over and giving them both a hug.

Jasper was next to walk up to the two. "Where's Monty?" he asked almost excited, hoping his best friend would be with them.

The look on Clarke's face said it all, they had no idea Monty was gone. "Wait, Monty's missing?" she questioned, making the smile that spread across Jaspers face turn into a frown.

Finn grabbed Clarke's arm turning her to face him, "Clarke we have to leave now. All of us do," he seemed to remind her before addressing the crowd of scared teenagers. "There's an army of Grounders, unlike anything we've ever seen. We need to pack what we can and run," Finn explained.

Bellamy shook his head at the Spacewalker. "Like hell we do, we knew this was coming," he shot.

"Bell, we're not ready," I said stepping closer to the much larger boy who was supposed to be leading us.

We're just kids who were thrown into an unfortunate situation that forced us to adapt and learn to cope with our new surrounding. We aren't trained in battle like these much larger and more experienced Grounders who have been raised for this and he just expects us to go to war with them.

"And they're not here yet, are they?" Bell asked looking down at me. "We still have time to get ready. Besides, where will we go, where will we be safer than behind these walls?" Bellamy defended now turning Clarke and Finn.

"There's an ocean east, people there will help us, Lincoln said-" Finn tried to explain but Bellamy wasn't having it.

"You expect us to trust a Grounder."

"You saw Lincoln?" Octavia asked rushing over to us.

Finn nodded as the older Blake continued to speak. "This is our home now. We built this from nothing, with our bare hands. Our dead are buried behind that wall!-" he yelled pointing to the fence, "-in this ground; our ground. The Grounders think they can take that away." I rubbed my hands through my hand and let out a huff, "They think that because we came from the sky we don't belong here. But they have yet to realize one very important fact: We're on the ground now, and that means We are Grounders!"

"Grounders with Guns!" A voice from the crowd called out.

Bell nodded. "Damn right! I say let 'em come!" he finished.

"Bellamy's right," Clarke began seeming to step into the center of the crowd, grabbing everyone's attention, "If we leave we may not find a place as safe as this, and god knows in this world... we could be faced with something even worse tomorrow. But that doesn't change the simple fact, that if we stay here we will die tonight. So pack your thing. Just take what you can carry, now!" she ordered, finishing off the series of speeches.

The group of teenage delinquents dispanded, scurring in all different directions to collect their things.

I didn't hesitate to quickly run to my tent, pushing back the flap and grabbing my makeshift backpack. I began to shove my things into the bag, making sure to grab the knife Bellamy gave me, the bear that once belonged to best friend on the Ark Jace and a shirt that once belonged to Charlotte.

I swung the light bag over my shoulder and reached my hand up to my neck, gripping the butterfly charm that hung from a silver chain as I scanned over the tent for the last time, mentally saying goodbye before I made my way back to the group of scared kids.