34 - LOYALTY

[ LOYALTY ]

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"Where's Lincoln?" Was the first thing Bellamy asked when they got back to the cave. Sayah stayed silent.

"Pike put a bullet in his brain." Octavia stated after a few deep breaths.

Bellamy glanced between his two little sisters. "I. . . I am so sorry—"

He was cut off by Octavia who slammed a hard fist in his face. Then another. And another.

"Octavia, that's enough." Kane warned.

"Kane, stay out of this." Bellamy argued just before Octavia threw another punch. Sayah flinched, closing her eyes. Octavia kneed him hard in the stomach and Bellamy let out a grunt of pain. Then she punched him again, and he fell to the ground. Sayah stood up, grabbing Octavia's arm. "That's enough, Via."

Octavia shoved her away and pulled up Bellamy's head by his hair. She then kicked him harshly in the face. Sayah couldn't take it.

"Octavia! Enough!" She bellowed, shoving Octavia away. Octavia shoved her back and went to throw a punch but Sayah ducked in time before grabbing Octavia's wrists. The girls had a strange battle of strength before Sayah shoved Octavia back again. Sayah stood protectively in front of a bloody Bellamy.

"Sayah, get out of the way." Bellamy choked out.

"Move, Sayah!" Octavia yelled, voice breaking.

"Just go outside, Via." Sayah shook her head calmly. "I'm not fighting you."

"He's the reason Lincoln's dead!" Octavia screamed, pointing at Bellamy. "It's his fault! You know that!"

Sayah took a step forward, meeting Octavia's eye level. Octavia tried to step around her but Sayah shoved her back, hard. "Go outside." Sayah hissed. Octavia panted, glaring at her. Then her gaze turned to Bellamy.

"You're dead to me." She told him before walking away.

Sayah lowered her head, letting out a shaky breath before glancing over at Bellamy, and she just knew that inside of him was more injured than outside of him, even if his face was absolutely bloody.

She wiped her eyes with the back of her head as a tear fell down her cheek and she slid down against the cave wall, head in her hands. She lost her brother—for real this time.

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"I say, we run two-man patrols, round the clock, starting now." Bryan suggested as he warmed his hands up near the fire. Sayah glanced back at Bellamy who sat alone, still chained up away from them.

"We'll do that, but we should be safe here." Kane replied as he took a seat beside Harper. They all crowded around the small campfire. "The Grounder blockade's too close for Pike to risk looking for us."

"Yeah, but are we safe from the blockade?" Bryan questioned.

"As long as we stay this side of the line, we should be." Kane answered.

"They're Grounders, you really think they're gonna play by the rules?" Bryan furrowed his brows.

"You sound like Pike," Sayah spat, her gaze moving up to look at him. She shook her head before getting up and approaching Bellamy. She took a seat beside him despite the stares she got. She knew Octavia wasn't exactly happy with it either, but it's not like she had control of Sayah. Sayah could do what she wanted.

"Pike will want you dead now, too." Sayah heard Miller remind Bryan.

"You shouldn't have stopped her." Sayah heard Bellamy whisper beside her.

Sayah kept her gaze on the group, eyes occasionally flickering to Octavia. "And what, let her beat you to death?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, no thank you." Sayah clenched her jaw.

"I'm sorry about Lincoln." His voice was quiet and Sayah turned her head to look at him. His face was torn and bloody, but his eyes were big and sad. Sayah frowned.

"You tried to warn us," She whispered. "It's not your fault, even if Octavia thinks it is."

"We take Pike out, we can go home." Miller continued talking.

"We take him out, then the Grounders lift the blockade." Harper added.

"That's right." Kane nodded. "We become the thirteenth clan, again. Those were the terms." Sayah feels Bellamy shake his head from beside her.

"Lexa's terms." Sinclair reminded. "If what Bellamy says is true, and she is dead, how do we know the next commander will honour them?"

"One problem at a time." Kane replied.

"What about Clarke?" Miller brought up suddenly. "With Lexa gone, she's not safe at Polis."

Octavia stabbed her sword into the soil beneath her feet, the fire roaring in front of her as she glared. "Clarke made her choice. The only thing that matters now is killing Pike."

"Octavia's right." Kane spoke up. "Once we resume our place in the Commander's coalition, Clarke will be safe. So, how do we do it?"

"Bellamy, come in." Monty's voice suddenly crackled over the radio. "It's Monty. I'm in trouble. Please say you still have your radio."

Sinclair grabbed the radio and Kane opened his hand to grab it, but Sinclair paused. "If we respond and Pike's listening—"

"We go to channel seven." Bellamy suddenly spoke up. All eyes turned to him. "Please say you still have your radio," He repeated. "That's seven words after the word, 'trouble'. It's code. Go to seven."

Kane hesitated, gaze still on Bellamy. Sayah rolled her eyes. "Channel seven. Do it." Sayah urged. She trusted Bellamy. After a moment—with Sayah noticing the distrust of Bellamy in everyone's eyes—Sinclair changed to channel seven before passing the radio to Kane.

"Bellamy, are you there?" Monty's voice crackled.

"Monty, it's Kane." Kane spoke into the radio. "What's wrong?"

"Pike knows that I helped you get out." Monty's voice replied.

"Can you get to dropship?" Kane questioned.

"I think so." Monty answered.

"Good." Kane spoke. "Go there, I'll bring you in." He glanced at Bellamy before finishing. "Stay off the radio. Over and out."

"Hold on, what if it's a trap and Pike's waiting?" Harper spoke up.

"That's why I'm going alone." Kane stood up.

"Like hell you are." Octavia stood up as well.

Then Miller stood up as well. "I'm with Octavia. Monty saved our lives. I'm going too."

"No, you're not." Kane denied. "If it is a trap, I'm not marching our entire insurgency into it."

"To stop me, you're gonna have to kill me." Octavia stated nonchalantly as she put on her jacket.

"She hopes it's a trap." Bellamy spoke up from beside Sayah. Octavia turned to Bellamy.

"He's coming too." Octavia stated, voice cold. "We'll need a hostage to trade for Monty."

"If he's going, I'm going." Sayah announced and just as Kane was about to open his mouth, Sayah spoke again. "Not up for discussion." She gave a fake smile.

Kane simply sighed. "Fine. Bellamy stays chained, gag him." He ordered.

"Sir, with all due respect—" Miller began.

"He's the enemy." Kane cut him off. "Do what I said."Bellamy shared a look with Sayah, who obviously wasn't entirely impressed with the idea.

"Kane, are you seriou—"

"Yes, Sayah. Now let's move." Kane's voice was stern but Sayah couldn't blame him. Kane had been betrayed by Bellamy almost. You lose trust for someone after that.

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Sayah was on edge as she walked alongside Kane and Octavia. Kane shoved Bellamy along slowly, rifle pointed at the back of his head.

"Is that really necessary?" Sayah blurted out as she gripped her sword in her hand. Bellamy grunted loudly and gave her a look before Kane could speak. A look that told Sayah to just leave it alone. Sayah huffed, annoyed.

As they entered past the camp walls, they all looked around. It seemed empty. "Monty?" Kane called out to him. Nothing.

"We got here first." Kane said quietly as they walked forward.

"No, we didn't." Octavia moved and placed her sword at Bellamy's throat. Sayah tensed. Then Octavia suddenly yelled. "Get outside! Now!"

The make-shift curtains at drop ship door suddenly moved and out came Monty.

But he wasn't alone.

Pike came out after him, a small handgun at Monty's head. "They followed me. I'm sorry." Monty pursed his lips.

"It's alright, Monty." Sayah gave him a reassuring smile. "You did good." She nodded, hand gripping her sword tighter as her eyes scanned the trees.

"Let him go, Pike!" Kane ordered, rifle raised.

"Can't do that." Pike replied. Sayah watched as Pike then spoke into a radio and suddenly a gunshot rang out and the leave beside Sayah's feet moved. Sniper.

"It's over. Put down your weapons." Pike demanded.

"Shoot him." Octavia ordered Kane.

"Monty's in the shot." Kane argued.

"Come on, Marcus." Pike urged and Sayah wanted to kill him even more than she already did. There was another gunshot around them and they all visibly flinched. "I promised Monty's mother that I'd bring him home alive. Don't make me a liar." Pike called.

"Well, if you do kill him and go back without him, Hannah will just kill you herself, won't she?" Sayah called out. "Seems like this doesn't work out for you either way. Now, give us Monty."

Kane put down his gun. "Kane, no." Octavia said to him.

"What are you doing?" Sayah whispered harshly to Kane as he threw his gun down onto the ground.

"Now you two." Pike demanded to the two girls. Sayah didn't move. Octavia suddenly moved places, and suddenly her sword was directly at Bellamy's throat.

Sayah watched as Pike then spoke into his radio again. But she didn't hear what he said. Suddenly Bellamy moved, and ended up with Octavia struggling on the ground and Sayah's sword out of her hands.

"Bellamy—" Sayah gasped as she was put down on her knees as well. Bellamy gave her an apologetic look.

Sayah noticed there was something different to it though.

Pike then let out a short whistle and a man came out of the dropship, gun raised as others emerged from the trees. They restrained both girls and Sayah nearly bit the guard's hand that touched her, looking up at him with a deadly glare.

Pike took Octavia's sword from the ground and held it tightly in his hand. "Now you don't look so good." Pike said to Bellamy, face much clearer in the sun, showing the aftermath of an upset Octavia. Sayah hated it.

"I'm fine." Bellamy replied, eyes moving to Sayah for a moment before back to Pike.

"You got about five seconds to make me believe you're still with me." Pike told him.

Bellamy inhaled before speaking. "All the others are in a cave not far from here."

Sayah struggled in her guards grasp just as Octavia yelled out. "You son of a bitch!" Octavia didn't get too far as she was struck with an electric baton and fell to the ground and went unconscious. Sayah grunted and struggled once more at the sight. She glared at Pike, all the hatred she had for the man in that one stare.

"Give me the coordinates." Pike demanded Bellamy.

"I don't have the coordinates," Bellamy replied. "But I can take you there."

And Sayah wanted to scream.

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Sayah hated gags.

Then again, she supposed no one actually really like gags. She nearly laughed. She bet John Murphy did.

She missed John Murphy.

"Sure about the route?" Pike questioned Bellamy as they walked through the forest, Sayah and the others gagged and following them. Sayah eyed the guards around her. "We're getting close to the blockade line."

"That's why Kane set it up here. He didn't think we'd risk it." Bellamy explained.

"Well, he was wrong." Pike replied.

Sayah watched as Bellamy glanced over to Pike for a moment. Part of her still hoped that this was secretly one of Bellamy's plans, and that he was on their side. . . and not that he had just betrayed them for what felt like the second time.

She held onto that small, tiny, piece of hope. She knew Bellamy.

"What's gonna happen to my sister and Sayah?" Bellamy questioned Pike. "I know they have to answer for their crimes but—"

"I'll tell you what." Pike began. "I'll make you the same promise I made to Monty's mother. Immunity from all past actions, but if they screw up again—"

"Oh, they won't." Bellamy cut him off. "I'll make sure of it." Sayah rolled her eyes at his words.

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"Hold on." Pike suddenly held up a fist, stopping in his tracks. Sayah stopped, wishing she could sigh properly because that's all she'd be doing right now.

"The cave's just on the other side." Bellamy pointed as he began to walk further. Pike turned back to his men.

"Keep a sharp eye out." He ordered before following after Bellamy. It was quiet. Too quiet.

Suddenly, a horn blew loud and clear.

"The blockade!" Pike yelled. "Anybody got eyes?"

"I got nothing."

"Me neither."

"Back to higher ground." Pike ordered but before he could move, Bellamy snatched the handgun out of his grasp.

"Drop your weapon." Bellamy ordered.

"What the hell are you doing?" Pike questioned and Sayah wished she could laugh but the stupid gag was in her mouth.

"Drop your weapon!" Bellamy repeated, louder this time.

Sayah and Octavia exchanged a look before they attacked their guards on their sides.

"We bring you Chancellor Pike of the Sky People." Bellamy yelled out loud before turning to the girls. "Sayah, Octavia, either one of you, translate." Sayah looked over to Octavia expectantly. Octavia removed her gag and repeated Bellamy's words in Trigedasleng loudly.

"You've killed us all." Pike spat at Bellamy.

"Take him. Lift this blockade." Bellamy spoke and Octavia translated quickly. Suddenly, there were several arrows flying past and Pike's men began to fall.

Hundreds of warriors surrounded them quickly and Sayah watched as Octavia went to stab Pike. Kane pulled her back just in time. "The Grounders are gonna need him alive. They didn't get justice for Finn, and we won't get away with that again."

"He's right, Via." Sayah said after she removed her gag. "Let them take him. But first. . ." Sayah approached Pike quickly, before raising a fist and punching him hard in the face. He let out a groan and Sayah gripped his chin roughly, facing him towards her. "I should give you all the pain I felt when I watched you put a bullet in my brother's head." Pike struggled in her grasp but she held tighter.

"Sayah." Kane placed a hand on her shoulder but she shrugged him off, eyes still on Pike's. She felt her whole body fill with rage and her fingers tingle. "We can't kill him."

Clenching her jaw, she grabbed the small knife at her thigh, causing the others to let out sounds of protest. She ignored them, bringing the blade up to Pike's arm. "Not gonna kill him." She said nonchalantly.

Sayah brought the knife down hard and sliced Pike's arm and he let out a grunt of pain, wincing, but not faltering in Sayah's grip. Blood poured out of the wound and Sayah wished it brought her peace, but no, she wouldn't be at peace until he was dead. "I'll get another turn when the time comes." She told him before she shoved him back onto the ground.

Pike gripped his arm, blood coating his palm and fingers as his lips trembled. Warriors from the blockade began to approach the group and they lifted Pike up in their arms.

"Where are you taking him?" Kane questioned one of them. The warrior turned to him.

"To the new commander." He answered.

"May I join you?" Kane asked before revealing his mark of the coalition on his wrist. "We're the thirteenth clan."

"Don't slow us down." The warrior simply replied before walking away.

"Are you sure?" Monty asked Kane. "We know nothing about the new commander."

"Monty's right, if anything, they could want us dead too," Sayah spoke up, eyes momentarily glancing over at Pike's retreating figure.

"I'm sure." Kane nodded. "Go home. Tell our people what happened here." He paused. "Tell Abby I'll look out for Clarke."

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"Bring me wine." Ontari demanded as she entered her room, Murphy trailing behind her silently.

Murphy then watched as a guard grabbed the familiar neck chain and collar. "Easy there, big fella. It's not necessary, right?" Murphy asked Ontari who began to undo her boots.

"Put it on him." She ordered.

"Are you—" Murphy scoffed as he was pulled towards the guard and the collar locked around his neck. The cold metal made Murphy recoil, but was only met with the same cold touch at the back of his neck.

"Leave us. Let me know the moment King Roan returns." Ontari then demanded and the guard did so without another word.

As soon as the door closed shut, Murphy gestured to the chains. "You want to explain this?"

"I don't trust you." Ontari answered as she took off her coat.

Murphy let out a small hum. "Well, I got to say I'm a little hurt by that." He drawled sarcastically.

Ontari turned to face him and Murphy didn't miss the strange look in her eyes. Then suddenly, the top half of her clothing was gone. Murphy cleared his throat, gaze looking anywhere but her chest.

"How 'bout now?" She asked.

Murphy wished he could run. His gut was telling him to run. But he couldn't. This is easy, Murphy. Just say what she wants to hear — that's how you live. "Now I'm a little less hurt." Murphy replied but it sounded like a question. What the hell was he getting himself into?

Ontari then started to undo the buttons on the lower half of her clothing. "Wait." Murphy shook his head but she had already pulled it off, letting it drop to the floor.

"There's somebody else, okay?" Murphy told her. "I'm sorry. I just can't—I can't do this."

"Is she a commander, too?" Ontari questioned him and Murphy wanted to tell her that she would definitely be a way better one than her, that was for damn sure.

"No." Murphy answered, defeated as his gaze fell to the floor.

Then Ontari stood and Murphy wanted to close his eyes and leave. But still, he couldn't. She pulled the chain towards her that was attached to his neck.

"Would she kill you if you ever lied to her?" Ontari pulled the chain harshly and Murphy grunted at the force. "Or did anything to break her trust, or upset her in even the slightest way?" She pulled the chains once more and Murphy wanted to just, run.

Ontari bit her lip as she pulled the chains even more and slowly brought Murphy closer towards her.

He would do it, to survive—He had to do it. He wouldn't enjoy it. The thought would later make him feel sick to his stomach. But as he drew more closer to the horrible woman, only one thing was on his mind.

I'm yours, Sayah. Only yours.

And John Murphy hated every second of it knowing it wasn't her.

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a/n

got nothing to say.i just got nothing to say.

hope u are doing well doe :)

also if you see any links about BLM or george floyd please do sign them!!! if you can't find any, i can always just send them to you if you ask.thank you for reading

^ i cant remember where i got this but i love it lmaoalso there is no answer to it. murphy does not die.he's immortal, he can't die, sorry.

it's a whole law. it is a rule.sorry. 😐