No escape

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Each time the doors to the dorm were opened and the guards came in, Fox and her friends huddled together. The girl felt her heart hammering against her rib cage, nonetheless she tried to be brave but she'd never been as courageous as some of the other Delinquents like Clarke or Bellamy or even Jasper. She didn't want to always be that frightened little girl that had to be rescued by other, braver Arkers, forcing them to look out for her when they have so many more important things to do.

When they heard the guards approaching once more, their boots echoing through the hallway outside their dorm, everyone grabbed their weapons. Fox had been holding on to her own tool with all of her strength, clasping to it like a lifeline. As she lay on her stomach down on the floor like all the others were, pretending to be passed out from the smoak bombs the Mountain Men had thrown into the room, she tried to control her breathing, breaths labored from the fear she felt.
Fox felt a shred of hope when it seemed like she and her friends were gaining the upper hand on their enemies, but she soon felt a hand wrap around her wrist and drag her away.
She heard the triumphant yells of the other Delinquents as she screamed for Jasper and for anyone who might be able to help her as the armed men forced her through the hallway and away from the dorm.

She tried to fight the guards off as they dragged her into what looked like a laboratory, the bloody corpses she saw along the walls making her feel certain that she was going to suffer great pain and then die. Although she didn't have much hope left, her survival instinct seemed to kick in and made her struggle and dare to fight despite seeing no chances of winning this battle.

Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: fox

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

Bellamy was running on adrenaline. He knew that the second he stopped, was a second wasted. A second was all it took for someone to die. And, he couldn't lose any more of his people. He moved through the hallways with the help of Maya, his body not yet forcing him to collapse. Beteen the harvesting, lack of food and drink . . . his features were paled and his hair dampened with sweat. But, he could rest whent his was all over. When their people were safe. Thanks to the aid of the citizens in Mount Weather, the likelhood of that happening had increased. Especially Maya. She had sided with them. A natural born revolutionary Bellamy had called her. And he meant it. Without her, he'd be dead.

They would all be dead. So he not only kept her close, but kept close to her . . . making sure she was protected in her decision to fight for what was right. As they raced down the hall, Bellamy caught something from the corner of his eye. Something he could not ignore. He quickly turned to follow, having seen Fox dragged into a room. Jasper and the others had fought off the Mountain Men, but there was still one captured. And Bellamy could hopefully save her. He was dressed in the uniform of a Mountain Man, face concealed as he stepped inside the room.

Everyone halted as they looked at him, the fear on Fox's face making Bellamy's heart ache for her, and for what the others had endured. It was also what gave him the strength to do what he did next. Raising his gun, he made one clean shot at each guard, right in the face. Causing them to instantly fall lifelessly to the ground. Bellamy paused for a moment. Taking a life never became any easier. He then proceeded to pull off the goggles and helmet so that Fox could see he was no threat to her, despite his actions potentially not fully conveying that.

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A small shred of hope returned to Fox when she managed to break free from the grasp of her captors. She didn't waste any time on making a last second plan about where to go, her first instinct was to blindly run for the exit. Her goal was to just get out of this hellish room and those brutes that wanted to do god knows what to her. Her body just switched into survival mode, hellbent on not ending up like those poor souls thaat lay lifeless on some cold examination tables standing against the wall like overcooked meat on a silver tray.

The spark of optimism after freeing herself was extinguished when she was met by another guard at the doors that led to the hallways. She held her hands up in surrender as he pointed his gun at her and every hope she had of getting out of here alive seemed to drain out of her body. Her chest heaved up and down with fear as she stared at the barrel of the Mountain Man's weapon, counting the seconds until he would pull the trigger and end her life. Next, the strangest thing happened – she distinctly heard two bullets being fired, but somehow she was still standing and very much alive contrary to the guards that had dragged her in here.
She still kept her distance from the newest arrival that seemed to to have killed two of his own men. That was until he took the mask of his face and she could see who had actually been hiding inside that uniform. She would recognize that dark shaggy hair and brown eyes anywhere and she'd never felt this much relief flood over her than in this moment.

„Bellamy!“, she exclaimed, her voice sounding utterly desperate and vulnerable and the tears that had been stinging in her eyes couldn't be held back anymore. She ran at him and flung her arms around his wide frame, burying her face against his shoulder as she started sobbing in fear, consolation and pain.

Tag: Bellamy Blake