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𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐎

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘺 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱. 

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦. 𝘈𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘸𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘧, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺?"

"𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦." 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺, "𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱."

"𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘰." 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺."

𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘥.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘳.

"𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭?" 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, "𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦?"

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦.

"𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴." 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱.

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𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘺'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴.

𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱.

𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.

"𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵." 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, "𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱."

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘞𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵."

"𝘐𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮." 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩, 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘺, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺, "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴."

"𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘭𝘥." 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬.

𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, "𝘪'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘵𝘸𝘰. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥."

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺." 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘈 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦, "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺."

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥, "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘈𝘳𝘬𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢, 𝘩𝘶𝘩?"

"𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩." 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘥.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯." 

𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥, "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳?" 

"𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭, 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴.

"𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯."

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, "𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦."

"𝘞𝘩𝘺?"

"𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘸?" 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘧𝘧, "𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘦."

"𝘖𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘳𝘬?"

𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, "𝘐, 𝘶𝘩 ── 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥."

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺'𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥?"

"𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥." 𝘎𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥, "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯."

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘴."

-

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓

Gabriella Hastings was dead.

Well not really.

Or not yet. However you wanna say it.

But to her, it sure as hell felt like it. She felt like she did the day Wells got poisoned and she accidentally cut herself with the poisoned knife from his chest. Just this time, she was the one with a doctor standing above her as a hot knife was pressed against her stomach and she was the one letting out screams of agony.

When the knife moved away, she was met with teary eyes of Bellamy Blake as he brushed away the sweat on her forehead and it only made her close her again. She tried to melt in the feeling of comfort his embrace gave her because if she was going to die, she wanted it to be like this.

Bellamy's look of relief was short-lived the second he saw her blue eyes flutter shut and the hand that was cupping her cheek, started shaking her head, "Gabi, stay with me. Come on, just wake up. I need you to open your eyes. Come on, show me your blues."

Gabriella couldn't fight it this time. The only comforting thing about dying was the fact that she had someone fighting for her to stay alive. And as terrifying as dying was, Bellamy's presence alone made her feel like she was only falling asleep. His pleads for her to stay awake were the last thing she heard before falling unconscious once again.

-

𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐑

Bellamy Blake felt like the air was knocked out of his lungs.

The second Clarke flipped the switch and Kane was back to normal, the two of them returned to the throne room, only for Bellamy's blood to run cold at the sight of Wells standing above an unconscious Gabi with his hand pressing against her bloody stomach.

"Keep your eyes open." he heard Wells order, tears falling down his cheek, "Ella, I swear if you don't stay with me I'm going to bring you back and kill you myself."

Gabi didn't seem to hear him at all because her eyes squeezed shut and the next words she muttered broke Bellamy's heart to pieces, "It hurts."

"Ella." Wells muttered, shaking her head, "Ella. Ella. Ella! Wake up!"

His yells drew everyone's attention towards them. Bellamy didn't get the chance to see Kane's heartbroken face or the way all color seemed to drain from his sister and Clarke's faces. He didn't do anything but keep his eyes on her and the second her eyes fluttered closed, he was finally able to move again.

He fell down on his knees on the opposite side of Wells and was finally able to get his brain to work enough to move his fingers underneath her jaw, sighing in relief when he felt her pulse was there and felt his own heartbeat slow down, almost matching hers completely, "She's alive."

"For now." Wells muttered under his breath but Bellamy still heard him and stiffened slightly. The younger boy didn't even give him an apologetic look like he usually was and instead snapped his gaze towards Abby and gave her a heated glare, "Get over here and save her life or her blood is gonna be on your hands."

His words seemed to snap Abby out of her state of shock and she gave her now awake daughter a lingering look before hurrying towards the trio and replacing Wells' hand on the bottom of Gabi's stomach.

"What the hell hap ── " Pike's voice died in his throat and Bellamy snapped his head around to see his sister dragging her sword out of his chest and the former Chancellor's lifeless body fell down on the floor.

But Bellamy didn't have time to think about his sister. Not this time.

He turned back around to see Abby putting her hand on her lower back and she sighed, looking between Wells and Bellamy, "One of you two is going to have to take out her bullet."

-

Bellamy couldn't stop staring at the dried blood on his hands. Gabi's blood.

The blood he didn't even have the energy to wash out after they climbed back down to the bottom of the tower. Not even when everyone else has left the small room, leaving him alone to look after Gabi, praying to whatever gods were up there that she would wake up. Because in all honesty? He had no idea what the fuck he was going to do if she didn't.

According to Clarke, the world was ending already and to him, it really did feel like that. But for an entirely different reason.

His thoughts were overflowing his head and making it feel like it was going to explode.

He blamed himself.

But then again, when didn't he?

It was one of the first things he realized he and Gabi had in common. Even when it wasn't necessarily their fault but it was just the people they have become when they took on the leadership roles.

Bellamy cursed under his breath and looked back down at Gabi, gently taking her hand in his and sighing when he felt how cold she actually was. He knew she wasn't fragile. She was far from it really. But seeing her lifeless body bleeding out on the floor was going to be a picture forever tattooed in his brain.

"𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰? 𝘌𝘭, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯." Raven's voice pleaded through the radio in Bellamy's back pocket.

He ran his fingers through his curls and put the radio to his lips, "Raven? You okay?"

"𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩." came back her shaky reply, "𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦."

Bellamy nodded to himself, glad that at least someone was doing alright, "That's good. There's something you have to look into though. Clarke will explain everything better once we get back though."

"𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦." Raven quickly shot back, probably hearing how stiff his voice was, "𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵." she hesitated, "𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘢? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴?"

"Wells is fine."

He could hear her swallow, "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘢?"

Bellamy let out a shaky breath and then stated, "She got shot. Abby shot her when Gabi was trying to kill Clarke while being chipped." he rubbed a hand over his forehead, "Her heart stopped, Raven."

"𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?" the urgency and fear in Raven's voice was clear and it took him a second to get his thoughts straight to answer and she got impatient, "𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺?"

"She's fine now." he cleared his throat, "She's still unconscious but we should be getting her back to Arkadia now."

He was going to explain the end of the world to her, just for the sake of taking his mind off of things but his attention was soon taken away from the radio and towards a panting Wells standing in the doorway, "We have to go. Now."

"She isn't awake."

Wells let out a huff, "Well then carry her. Roan got shot and Alina is on a damn murder spree. So we have to get out of Polis as fast as possible."

-

Gabriella's entire body felt sore the second she became conscious. There was a sharp pain in her side and everything came rushing back to her.

ALIE.

Wick holding a gun to Bellamy's head.

Taking the chip.

Abby shooting her.

Dying.

She fluttered her eyes open and the first face she saw was Bellamy's. She hadn't managed to even get a word out before he was rushing towards her and cupping the side of her face with both relief and concern in his eyes.

"Hey, Gabi."

Gabriella swallowed, trying to ease up her dry throat and then tried to offer him a weak smile, "Hey, Freckles." she cleared her throat and noted it was dark outside through the windows of the small room, "Where is everyone?"

"Wells is distracting Alina and Echo while Octavia, Abby and Clarke are sneaking into a building secured with Ice Nation guards to save Roan." Bellamy sighed, his words making her eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"Fun." she deadpanned with a small smirk, "Why am I always missing out on all the fun?"

Bellamy, on the other hand, wasn't amused. He shook his head, "You almost died."

"But I didn't."

"Yeah, you actually kinda did ── "

His words were broken when someone cleared their throat and both of them turned their attention to the doorway.

"Give us a second, Blake." Murphy stated, giving Bellamy a dismissive look. In return, the oldest Blake leveled him with an annoyed glare.

"No."

Murphy's eyes narrowed at him, "I wasn't asking."

"I'm not in the mood, John." Gabriella scowled at him. She took in the backpack thrown over his shoulder and the rifle in his hand, "I see you're doing what you do best. Leaving. So how about you go back to that and leave me alone? Or even better; say what you want to say in front of Bellamy. I'm not staying alone in a room with you."

"What does he have that I don't?" Murphy shook his head with a bittersweet look and the words were out of Gabriella's mouth before she could even think twice about it.

"He stayed."

Murphy clenched his jaw tightly and visibly swallowed, "Is that all I had to do? Is that really all I had to do?"

Gabriella scoffed and then nodded, "Yeah, John. It was that simple. And to answer your question about us. Yes, you have lost me forever."

An almost defeated expression passed Murphy's face as he returned her nod and took a step back, "Good to know." he turned to Bellamy and gave him an emotionless look, "Take care of her."

"You know I will." came back Bellamy's immediate response and this time, Murphy didn't even look back as he left again. Just this time, Gabriella wasn't the least bit surprised.

Bellamy let out a sigh and turned to Gabriella with a worried look on his face, "You okay?"

"Nothing I can't handle."

"I know you can. It doesn't mean you have to, though."

-

Not even ten minutes later, Azgeda guards led by Echo came barging in and practically dragged them to a dungeon where the rest of their friends were. Apparently, their mission to save Roan was a success but it backfired with him being the one to lock them up.

That's what happens when Gabriella doesn't come up with the plans.

In the few minutes she and Bellamy had before they got locked up, he filled her in on what Clarke found out before she flipped the switch in the City of Light. The world was ending.

Again.

And this time. There wasn't a Becca that could save all of them. So it was safe to say they were pretty fucked.

The sound of chains being dragged along the floor snapped Gabriella out of her thoughts and she moved her gaze away from Bellamy's fingers she was previously playing with and towards Abby moving closer to Clarke.

She watched as Abby cupped her cheek and touched her face softly with a small feeling of envy bubbling in her chance. The last memory she had of her mother was when she hallucinated her in the woods after eating too many nuts.

"I loved her, mom." Clarke realised a sad sob and Gabriella's eyes softened as Abby whipped her daughter's tears away. Her eyes involuntarily moved to Wells, who was watching and listening to the interaction carefully and with an emotionless look on his dirt and blood covered place.

As if he was feeling her eyes on her, Wells snapped out of his daze and looked at her and then back at the ground, almost like he was caught doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing.

She threw him a sympathetic look just as the doors of the cell were unlocked and one of the guards barked out sharply in Clarke's direction, "Wanheda, on your feet."

Clarke hurried to her feet with wide eyes, "Where's the king?"

Gabriella lifted her head from Bellamy's lap and stared between Clarke and the Ice Nation men with furrowed eyebrows. Her head snapped in the direction of the doorway to see Echo slowly walking inside with a small smirk on her face.

"Hey, I need to see Roan." Clarke told her but in response, a bag was thrown over her head, muffling her words. Abby tried to reach for her daughter but two guards held her back, allowing her to only scream out for them to stop along with Wells while they dragged Clarke out of the room.

"Echo, come on!" Wells yelled after the grounder desperately but didn't receive an answer, only leaning his head back against the wall with a clenched jaw.

-

"I know you have all come here for an execution, but no one else will die here today. The City of Light has fallen and there is no Commander left to rule us. Until another Nightblood ascends; I, King Roan of Azgeda, eldest child of Nia, son of Elijah, grandson of Theo, am the caretaker of the throne" Roan lifted the flame in the air for the entire crowd to see, "and keeper of the flame."

Everyone besides the few Skaikru people in the back gasped in surprise and started to complain. Gabriella on the other hand, could do nothing but lean on Bellamy in support and stare between Roan and Alina on stage with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

In return for letting them go, Clarke told Roan all about the world ending and also made the ( possibly dumb ) decision of giving him the flame. Gabriella had no idea how she was supposed to feel about it.

She didn't trust Roan one bit but Alina seemed trustworthy enough. It would be so much easier if she was crowned queen instead of her brother. She didn't feel good about Roan being in control of the clans. Actually, she didn't trust anyone in Azgeda at all.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨𝙩! 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙮." a girl that looked just a little younger than eighteen yelled out and Gabriella couldn't help but notice the way Indra stiffened at the words but she blamed it on the stress of everything that happened recently.

"𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙮." Roan shook his head, "𝙊𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. Until another ascends, Azgeda honors and will defend the coalition of the last true Commander, Lexa Kom Trikru, including the thirteenth clan. Let it be known that an attack against Skaikru is an attack against us all."

Gabriella couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in surprise. Especially when the crowd seemed even more doubtful at Roan's words.

As much as she didn't like him, she had to admit he had a bigger talent at pissing people off than Bellamy did at pissing her off when they first landed on Earth with the hundred.

-

The pain in Gabriella's side was only starting to increase as she watched Wells walk away from Alina with a bitter scowl on his face.

She raised an eyebrow at the pissed off look the usually calm boy was wearing but he ignored her and nodded towards the gates of the city, "It's time to go."

"We'll do our best to keep the king on his throne." Kane gave them a tight-lipped smile and put a hand on Gabriella's shoulder, gently squeezing it with a soft look in his eyes that made her want to roll her eyes.

Of course he was going to be the only person to forget just how much she hated when people walk on eggshells around her after something shitty happens.

"We'll find a way to beat the radiation." Clarke told him.

"You're not god Clarke." Gabriella sighed and this time, there was zero venom in her words as she looked at the fellow blonde with a frown, "I don't think there's anything we can do to stop this from happening."

"She's right." Wells nodded, "But we can still try to keep as many of our people safe as we can. There must be bunkers we can find or something."

Octavia let out a sigh and raised an unimpressed eyebrow, looking between Kane and Clarke, "If either of you screw this up, we die. No pressure."

Gabriella snorted at her words in brief amusement and felt Bellamy's body vibrate as a silent chuckle left his lips before the seriousness of the situation dawned on him and he composed himself, "If anyone finds out why Roan helped us, it'll be every clan for itself. The king will fall and they'll come after us."

"It's getting dark." Clarke chimed in, "Let's do this."

The Hastings bit her bottom lip and limped away from Bellamy, opening her arms and raising an eyebrow Octavia's way. The brunette girl faintly smiled and quickly accepted the hug, wrapping her arms around her neck.

"Don't do anything characteristically dangerous." Gabriella whispered in her ear and heard Octavia let out a soft breathy chuckle.

"Only if you don't do anything too reckless while I'm gone."

Gabriella gave her an amused smile when they pulled away, "No promises."

She moved away from her and let the Blake siblings share a goodbye hug, only to be greeted by Kane pulling her into an unexpected hug.

"We seem to do this a lot lately, huh?" Gabriella said, awkwardly hugging her uncle back and tapping his back.

Kane gave her a scolding look when they pulled away, "Only because you almost got yourself killed."

"Good to know that's the only reason." the blonde gave him a sarcastic smile and almost let out a sigh of relief when a hand was thrown around her waist and her hand almost instinctively went to Bellamy's shoulder.

He helped her limp towards the gate and Clarke and Wells trailed behind them. Bellamy raised an eyebrow, looking down at Gabriella, "So . . . what now, Bambi?"

"We save as many of our people as possible." Gabriella responded after staring at the floor in silence for a few seconds, "And then I get some more sleep because my head is killing me."

a/n: I finally finished this chapter tonight and tbh I haven't done any prewriting so I'm probably not gonna update until like next month or so?

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