Y/n Griffin is the twin sister of Clarke Griffin and the youngest daughter of Abigail Griffin. Both were very protective of the youngest Griffin, even if Clarke and Y/n were twins. Unlike her sister, Y/n was slightly more quiet than Clarke. What hap...
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Day time had, once again, like always, came around on earth and to the campers on the ground. Chatters around the camp could be heard, most people around doing their own things as the day went on. The crickets from the bushes could be heard every few seconds, almost a minute as they chirped from the tall grass every so often, ringing through the teenagers' eardrums.
A small crowd stood near the dropship, a screen with Chancellor Jaha's face on it, occasionally going static. Unity Day was here and the teenagers on the ground were all ready to celebrate it. On the small ramp of the dropship, Finn stood with his arms slightly crossed while Raven and Clarke stood side by side in the small crowd of teenagers.
"My friends, this is an historic Unity Day. Every year, we mark the moment our ancestors of the twelve stations joined to form the Ark, but this is the last time we do so while aboard her. Next year, on the ground." Jaha informs with a smile.
"Right. After we did all the work." Miller states, gesturing between him and the campers around him. "Someone shut him up."
"You shut up, Miller." Raven snaps. "No one's forcing you to watch."
As Jaha continues his speech after earning an applause from the other adults around him back on the Ark, Y/n was walking out of the dropship, hands in jacket pockets as she stopped beside Finn who sighed, shaking his head at Jaha's words, to which Y/n took notice of.
"Don't tell me you don't like Unity Day." Y/n speaks up, a little smile, almost a smirk on her face.
"Unity Day is a lie. The Ark only came together after the thirteenth station was blown out of the sky. Just not the version of history we like to tell each other at parties." Finn replies.
"The Unity Day story gives people hope, though, and peace came out of that violence." Y/n tells him.
"Yeah, but did there need to be violence at all?" Finn asks.
Before the girl could answer, a loud whooping was heard as Jasper exits a tent, a large bottle of Monty's homemade moonshine in his hand as he jogs to the middle of the camp, announcing for the party to start which everyone almost immediately cheers as they grabbed their own cups, rushing to get their own drinks from the Jordan boy.
Y/n left Finn's side, walking down and meeting her twin sister halfway. Clarke gave the e/c eyed girl a smile, wrapping her arm around the girls shoulders as they watched the crowd of teenagers eagerly get their own cups of Monty's moonshine as Jasper filled them up, the campers then chugging them down their throats.
Night time had come to the camp as the cheers of all the teenagers inside the place got louder, music adding to the noise that would sure be heard by any grounders that would pass by their camp. Practically everyone was drunk off of Monty's homemade moonshine as almost everyone chugged it down with each cup they had gotten when finishing their first cup. The music changed every couple minutes as the songs would end and go to a different one each time.
At a table, the Griffin twins found themselves playing a small game that involved the alcohol everyone was drinking. The girls were with a few other teenagers, Miller being one of them. Let's just say, the campers around the sisters were rather surprised that they were actually playing games with them and drinking the alcohol as they had thought they'd be monitoring the entire party like Bellamy was.
All of them watch as the twins chug down a drink in a small bowl-like cup before Clarke was placing a coin-like object on her nose, trying to balance it. Just as she flings it off her nose as that was the game they were playing, a hand reached forward and grabbed it, making the twins look over and seeing Finn standing there, a serious look on his face as he glanced between them, gaze lingering on Y/n more so.
"What is it?" Y/n questions.
"Let's take a walk." Finn replies, not responding to her question as he glances between the sisters.
Nodding in response, the girls murmur a small 'sorry' to the teenagers as Finn place the coin object back on the table, the three slowly walking off and away from the group who had began to play the game again.
"Did something happen?" Clarke asks.
"I need you both to come with me, but I can't tell either of you why, okay?" Finn tells them.
"Finn, tell us why." Y/n demands.
Finn sighs, seeming to give in. "I set up a meeting with the grounders."
"A meeting?" Clarke repeats in disbelief. "I don't understand."
"Yeah, me neither." Y/n agrees. "With who? How?"
"I was just with the grounder that we had in the dropship. His name is Lincoln." Finn informs.
"Wait a second. He spoke to you?" Clarke questions.
Finn shakes his head. "It's not important. If we want to live in peace--"
"Finn, we can't live in peace with people who've done nothing but kill us." Y/n interrupts.
"Can you think of a better way to stop the bloodshed?" Finn asks.
"I can. With the guns that the guard bring down." Clarke replies as her sister nods in agreement.
"You two really want a war? Because at this rate, that's what's coming. Look. I know it's a long shot, but this is our world now, and I think we can do better than the first time around." Finn explains, not getting any responses from the girls. "I trust him."
The sisters glance at one another before Y/n looks back at him. "We don't." Finn frowns. "But if we go, we have to bring backup."
"No way. We're not bringing guns." Finn protests. "Those weren't the terms, and if we're gonna do this, we got to give it a fair shot."
"Okay." Y/n gives in, nodding.
"We'll get our packs, and we'll meet you at the gate." Clarke assures.
Nodding in agreement, Finn walks to the gate while the sisters walk the other way. Sharing a knowing look, the two jog in the direction to where they saw Bellamy exiting his tent, quickly running up on either sides of him.
"Hey. We need to talk to you." Clarke informs.
"Having fun yet, princesses?" Bellamy questions with a tiny smirk.
Y/n sighs. "We're serious."
"You both always are, so talk." Bellamy insists.
"Finn's set up a meeting with the grounders." Clarke reveals.
"We're leaving to go talk to them." Y/n adds.
"Because you guys figure that impaling people on spears is code for "let's be friends"? Have you guys lost your damn minds?" Bellamy asks.
"We think it might be worth a shot. I mean, we do have to live with these people." Clarke reminds.
"They'll probably gut you both, string you guys up as a warning." Bellamy tells them.
"Well, that's why we're here. We need you to follow us, be our backup." Y/n informs.
"Does Finn know about this?" Bellamy questions, staring at the youngest twin as he saw how close they were.
"Finn doesn't need to know, and, Bellamy, bring guns." Y/n instructs.
When the Blake boy nods in agreement to what she had said, the Griffin twins walked off and away from him to grab their bags, sharing a small and secret fist bump while they did so.
