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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Bellamy Blake was still in rage as he paced back and forth on the dropship, the rifle in his arms tightening even more in his grip. After finding out John Murphy was the weapon the grounders had brought back to them, he was in even more rage and wanted nothing more than to shoot the teenager. Only a couple minutes had passed since the conversation they had and a cool, wet cloth was gently being pressed against Murphy's wound.
On the other end of the cloth, Y/n was wiping the blood off his face and arms, seeing the red substance seep onto the material while her and Clarke were crouched in front of the Murphy boy as Bellamy kept a safe distance away from them. Both the Griffin twins knew that they were already sick and didn't wanna risk anyone else in the camp getting sick after the people who had brought Murphy in were led into the dropship.
"Is this your revenge, helping the grounders kill us?" Bellamy questions.
"I didn't know about this, okay, I swear." Murphy replies.
"Stop lying." Bellamy shouts. "When are they coming?"
"Murphy, think, alright? What can you tell us that's useful? Did you hear anything?" Y/n asks.
Murphy shakes his head. "They are vicious, cruel."
"You wanna see vicious?" Bellamy snaps as he takes a step forward.
"Hey, don't." Clarke orders. "Whatever this thing is, it spreads through contact."
Finn suddenly rushes into the dropship. "Y/n?"
"Finn, you shouldn't be in here. No one should." Y/n tells him.
"I heard you were sick." Finn recalls, glancing around. "Y/n, what is this?"
Y/n sighs. "I don't know, some kind of hemorrhagic fever. We just need to contain it before--"
Suddenly, the girl was cut off when Derek began shaking in his spot, coughing roughly. The Griffin twins rise up to their feet, Y/n having to shrug Finn's hands off her and instruct him to wash his hands when he touched her. As they stop in front of Derek, the boy began to vomit up blood before he went limp on the floor. After sharing a glance with her sister, Clarke kneels down and places her fingers on his neck to check his pulse.
"Is he..." Bellamy starts, trailing off, fearing the worst.
"He's dead." Clarke concludes.
As the blonde stands up, Y/n grabs a bottle of alcohol and turns to Finn who had been holding his hands out after the girl demanded him to wash them but there was nothing. The h/c dumps some of the alcohol on his hands, knowing it'd help get the bacteria off after he had touched her arm when she started to walk past him.
