" Defined by no man, you are your own story.
Blazing through the world, turning history into herstory. And when they dare to tell you about all the things you cannot be,
You smile at them. "
" I am both woman and warrior and you cannot stop me. "...
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𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒻𝒾𝒻𝓉𝓎𝒻𝒾𝓋𝑒➼𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑜𝒻𝑔𝒶𝒷𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓁
ANGELINA REMAINS FROZEN, HER HAND STILL on John's chest as she allows her magic to flow through her and into the man lying unconscious. No one seems to notice as their attention lies on the increasing number of people rejoining their home.
"Remember, we're in their home," Bellamy calls to the group standing behind him. "Everyone keep calm, weapons down." Bellamy turns, eyeing Angelina as he hisses, "Ang, don't let them see you!"
Angelina rolls her eyes, "I'm not stupid."
"Rose!"
"Get away from them!"
"Protect the hope!"
Bellamy's eyes snap back to Angelina. The brunette calmly telling him, "Tav and I will stay with John."
"It's okay!" Clarke yells, holding her empty hands out in front of her. Everyone else does the same, "we're from earth. We come in peace."
Angelina watches as the group is quickly swarmed. Adults yanking the children further away.
"Kaylee, where have you been? Where's your family?" A woman asks, cupping Kaylee by her cheeks.
Kaylee turns, looking at Bellamy and Raven as she spits, "they killed them."
John quickly jolts under Angelina's touch. The man quickly seizing as his lungs wheeze. "Shit, shit, shit," Octavia mumbles as she panics.
Angelina quickly turns the man on his side, Octavia helping to keep him there.
"Help us please!" Clarke screams out. "Our friend is dying!"
Abby quickly drops to her knees beside Angelina, moving to help. Angelina shoves the woman's hands away with a growl. Octavia watches the interaction as she stabilizes John's head against her lap.
"I need to help," Abby whispers. "You can't show them your magic."
"I do not need your help," Angelina growls, shoving Abby out of her way. "Do not touch him!"
Angelina turns back to Octavia, watching the color drain from her face as Octavia tells her, "Lina, I-I think he stopped breathing."
Angelina nods, quickly helping Octavia turn the man back onto his back. Clarke kneels beside John, not saying a word as she offers her hands. Angelina quickly begins chest compressions as Clarke gets ready to push her own oxygen into his lungs when a voice calls out, "let me pass."
The commotion around them pauses, Angelina doesn't pay attention as she pumps the man's heart.
Octavia slowly stands as she lays eyes on the man who seems to be in charge. With a long cape dragging behind him and a simple wave of the arm, Octavia could quickly put two and two together as she plants her feet before Angelina.
