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 tunnels were dark, the only light being the torch that Lincoln held in his hand covered glove as he ran, but with a limp, through the tunnels with Finn, Y/n and Clarke right behind him. One of his hands was clutching the injury Clarke and Y/n had fixed up while the other hand tightly held the torch. Y/n kept her hand in Finn's as they ran through the tunnels, turning corners, running straight, turning more corners.
As they turned another corner, bats flew straight past them and forward, their squeak-like noises echoing throughout the tunnels. When Lincoln stopped in his tracks, the teenagers did the same, doing the same thing as they glanced around like he did. Handing the torch to Finn, the grounder brings out a makeshift book, opening it up and letting Finn see as they look at one of the pages.
"Wait. If you never been down here, how'd you map it?" Finn questions.
"Spoils of war." Lincoln replies.
Meanwhile, the Griffin twins found themselves looking out at the distance, hearing distant shouting and a light coming from the end of the tunnel. The sisters shared a confused glance, wondering what could possibly be down there as their curiosity got the best of them.
"What is that?" Clarke asks, catching the guys attention.
"Reapers." Lincoln realizes.
As quickly as he could, the grounder grabbed the torch he handed to Finn earlier, leaning down and sticking the fire into a small pool of water that was dripping with more water each second that passed. Dipping the fire into the water, the light that the group had was gone, leaving them in total darkness. Claiming they needed to go that way, Lincoln began heading forward where the shouts were coming from.
Finn shakes his head. "This can't be the only way. Check the map."
"If you wanna get home before Tristan slaughters your people, this is the only way." Lincoln informs.
As the teenagers followed, the group soon stopped behind some walls, peaking over and seeing what Lincoln claimed them to be Reapers on the other side, all seeming to cheer as they circled around something. Y/n's grip on Finn's hand tightened a bit when she had grabbed it earlier, feeling him give her a reassuring squeeze.
"Y/n. The carts." Finn whispers, staring at the carts ahead of them.
The said girl followed his gaze, seeing sheets covering something inside the carts. However, what made her tense up, fear coursing through her was the sight of a leg sticking out of it, blood on the what looked to be dead skin. Clarke noticed her sister's expression and followed her gaze, eyes widening at the sight.
"What the hell is this?" Y/n quietly questions.
Lincoln turns to them, ignoring her question. "The tunnel on the right will lead you to the woods near your camp." The grounder hands Finn his book. "Take this."
