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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The loud chirps of birds around the forest could be heard, the occasional snap of twigs from the group of four that ventured out, rifles and spears in hand. The occasional sound of crickets chirping from the tall grass added to the other type of chirping from the birds high up in the sky. The only colors around the forest that could be seen was green and brown, and the occasional color of black.
The only one that seemed scared out of the group of four was the boy who they had learned his name was Myles. All three of them took notice of how he trembled a bit when they stopped by some animal tracks. Finn was crouched down, his clothed covered knee touching the mud but he didn't seem to mind, only focusing on food to bring back to camp.
"One of those scaly panther things?" Myles questions nervously.
"Boar." Finn corrects, him and the sisters walking ahead.
"Good, because that panther meat is nasty, but I could eat a whole boar by myself, no joke. You know what the best part is of the boar? It's gonna sound gross." Myles rambles, continuing to tremble in fear.
"Myles, quiet for a second." Clarke instructs.
The scared boy slowly walks towards them as he watches the three slightly older teens crouch down, their eyes trained on the... animal prints dented into the mud below them.
"What is it?" Y/n asks, looking at Finn.
"These tracks." Finn murmurs.
"They're perfect." Clarke points out.
"Too perfect." Y/n agrees, both of them exchanging a suspicious look.
"We're the ones being hunted." Finn realizes through a whisper.
At his words, Myles immediately stood up from his crouched position, aiming the rifle upwards and he looked through the scope, frantically glancing around the forest in search of any grounders that were hunting them.
"I don't see anything." Myles informs.
All of a sudden, an arrow comes flying right towards them, shooting past Y/n and Finn's heads and landing right into Myles' leg. As he began to collapse, two more follow, nailing one in his shoulder and the other in his chest. The others eyes widen, no doubt knowing it was grounders that were shooting at them. Finn frantically glanced around in search for the grounders but none were in his sight.
"Guys, come on. We gotta leave him." Finn states, knowing Myles was a lost cause now.
As the boy stood up, beginning to run off, the Griffin twins were right behind him. However, just as they took a step, a grounder suddenly came out from behind a tree, hitting Clarke in the head and knocking her down, followed by Y/n. At the sound of the girl's grunts filling his eardrums, Finn spins around, eyes instantly looking to the youngest twin.
"Y/n!" Finn exclaims.
Just as he takes a step towards her, another grounder used a weapon he had in his hand and slammed it against Finn's head, knocking him out cold. Mumbling a small 'no', Y/n reached her hand out to the now unconscious Finn before rolling onto her back, feeling her head pounding and vision blurry.
Both Griffin sisters were looking up, seeing a blurry figure coming over and standing right in above them, glaring them down. Two other figures, no doubt being the grounders that had knocked them out, joined the person's side. For a moment, the twins visions cleared just enough for them to see who the person actually was before their gazes went black.
The person was Anya.
Day time was still out, but the sun that's been hidden beneath the clouds had slowly began to set, showing night time was coming around as it was already the evening for the people on Earth. If someone were to venture through the forest, Myles could be seen, almost dead as he laid on the muddy ground, three arrows lodged into his leg, shoulder and chest. Finn, Y/n and Clarke weren't able to do anything.
After a little while, the three teenagers had woken up and their were wrapped up in a tight and uncomfortable rope. Y/n could feel the itchiness on her skin as a grounder held the edges of the ropes, pulling all three of them inside a small bunker-like place, but not like the one Finn had found where he brought Y/n that one time.
Another grounder was right behind the three teenagers, making sure they didn't try anything to set themselves free. Finn kept glances at Y/n during their walk as they had been pulled through the forest. The youngest Griffin twin was in-between Finn and Clarke as they were pushed onto their knees before the grounder walked into another room.
Finn leans towards Y/n. "Yeah. We walked for about three miles after crossing that creek, another two or so before we got to the road."
"I don't think it matters, Finn." Y/n tells him in a whisper like he had been speaking. "They don't blindfold us, which means they don't care what we saw."
"They're probably gonna kill us." Clarke states quietly.
The grounder walks back out of the room, grabbing the rope while the other grounder from behind them pulls them up to their feet. They were led into the other room before being pushed back down on their knees rather roughly. The three stared up at the grounder before Anya was walking up from behind them, stepping in-between Y/n and Clarke, staring down at them.
They all watched as Anya reached behind her back and grabbed one of her swords she had. Finn tensed when her eyes went to Y/n before she was glancing between each of the twins, seeming to be deep in thought. Making up her mind, Anya's gaze stays on Clarke as she walks forward. Thinking the worst, Y/n reaches out to stop her which ends up her getting grabbed from a grounder, holding her back.
Seeing that, Finn goes to reach out for the grounder to stop but the other one grabs ahold of him, stopping him from doing so. Clarke looked at her sister just as Anya grabbed her wrists, cutting the rope off. Y/n eventually stopped fighting and so did Finn, the boy grabbing ahold of her hand as they glanced between Clarke and Anya.
"What do you want from us?" Clarke questions.
As the blonde was pulled to her feet, one of the grounders moved a curtain aside, revealing a little girl laying on a table, shaking furiously while small gasps and whimpers left past her mouth. Both Y/n and Clarke took notice of how pale her skin looked and all the dirt laying on her face and clothing which was like everyone on Earth at the moment.
"Help her. If she dies, they die." Anya threatens, pointing her sword at Finn and Y/n.
The blonde's eyes widen a bit as she glances at her sister who glances at her. The two exchange a slight confused look before Clarke stepped towards the girl, all while Anya watched her, occasionally glancing at the other two.
"Her name is Tris." Anya informs.
"I can't do this. I don't have any equipment." Clarke objects.
Anya nods at a grounder before looking back at her. "We'll provide you with what we can."
"Why do you think I can save her?" Clarke asks.
"Lincoln told her." Finn realizes.
"Yes." Anya agrees. "Our healer is gone. There's nothing we can do for her. So, it was either between you or Y/n, and if two people are let free something could happen. For their sake, I hope you can save her."
"Clarke, you can do this." Y/n insists to her sister.
"Wait. What happened to her?" Clarke calls to Anya who began to leave the room but she stops.
"She was on the bridge when your bomb exploded. You did this to her." Anya reveals.
The three teenagers all glance at one another, frowns stretched on their faces as Y/n looked down. Finn noticed and squeezed her hand tightly in his.
