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 Ark was down and on earth. They revealed themselves to some of the teenagers, two of them being the leaders of the camp. Tristan laid dead on the ground, two gunshot wounds lodged into his body. One in his head, the other in his chest. Men from the Ark stood all around, guns in hand as they watched Kane kneel down beside the lifeless grounder as if to make sure he was dead. Turning him around to bring his face upwards, Kane nodded to the men behind him upon seeing the hole that was in Tristan's head.
As a whistle was heard throughout the forest from someone on the Ark, Finn rose to his feet, his hand around Y/n's arm as he brought her up with him. Both turned to Bellamy who slowly got up from his feet. Their wrists were now untied and Y/n took notice of hers and Finn's wrists, seeing the blood and dirt and cuts all around their skin as they had been tied together for a few hours now since Tristan found them and they had dispersed from Bellamy earlier on. Glancing away from her dirty and cut up hands, the Griffin girl looks upwards at all the adults that were revealing themselves from out of the trees.
As she scanned through them, hoping to see any familiar faces of her mother's friends, her eyes widened upon seeing the face she didn't expect to see at all. Last she recalled, she had died on the Exodus ship when it came down. Abby Griffin's eyes immediately snapped to her daughter's when her and the others had began to walk out from where they were hiding. The speed in her steps were fast, the bag over her shoulder being dropped to the dirty ground without a care as her eyes were on her daughter.
"Mom?" Y/n mumbles.
Stepping away from Finn and Bellamy, the e/c eyed girl ventured to her mom before they had met halfway. Abby wrapped her arms tight around one of her daughters, a sigh of relief leaving her past her lips as she clutched the back of her daughter's head. Pulling away just a bit, Abby's hands came up to the girl's cheeks, wiping away the tears that continued to fall onto the dirt and blood on her face. The woman moved the bits of strands that were sticking to her daughter's face because of the sweat and the dried blood, some of her strands of h/c hair being hard from it. Finn couldn't help but smile a bit as he watched the interaction.
"You're okay." Abby whispers to her daughter, seeming to be saying it to herself for confirmation that the girl was alright. It was then that she noticed her other daughter's presence wasn't here. "Where's Clarke? She's not with you?"
"She should be back at the dropship. Her and a few others were able to hide out in there." Y/n informs.
"We should get back to the dropship." Finn calls.
Nodding in agreement, as they began to walk in the direction, Abby keeping her daughter close, Kane stopped them, calling out for Sinclair. The two men spoke to one another quietly where Y/n heard the mention of Chancellor Thelonious Jaha who she had just taken notice he wasn't around. When they finished, the group, along with a few others, were off in the direction of their camp, the teenagers leading the way.
