Y/n Murphy was the little sister to John Murphy. Well, technically they were twins, but she was a few minutes younger. She was the only person John cared about. No one else. Just her. Unlike her brother, Y/n was nicer, not an asshole. Though if you...
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The birds chirping in the forest was loud, adding to the crickets hiding in the grass or the dirt in the woods as well. The sun was hiding beneath the clouds like it always did, not even shining down on the humans on earth or through the tall trees that somewhat covered the ground in the forest and the people on it.
In the middle of the woods, at the bottom of a hill, a lifeless animal could be seen laying on the dirty ground with a spear lodged into it's side, showing that someone had thrown it in the distance and killed the animal when the blade of the spear stabbed right into it's furry body.
Jogging down the hill and towards the dead animal, Bellamy and Y/n followed behind Lincoln as the grounder soon grabbed ahold of the spear, twisting it in his grip before stabbing it into the ground and kneeling beside the animal. The three had changed a bit into different clothes, clothes that reapers would wear.
After Bellamy claimed that the Murphy girl wouldn't go alone, Lincoln agreed to help the couple get into the tunnels, even if Y/n had gotten out. Lincoln knew the tunnels better than her, considering her and Clarke had gotten lost quite a few times while they were escaping with Anya.
As the couple glance around, making sure they were alone, Lincoln brings out a knife before stabbing it into the animal's body and cutting it open a bit. Y/n gulps in disgust a bit when Lincoln dugs his hands in a bit before bringing them back out, revealing the animal's blood on his hands before he was rubbing it on his face. Glancing at one another, the couple crouch on the other side of the animal, across from Lincoln.
"Okay. So we make it to the intake door without any of the real reapers seeing us. What happens then?" Bellamy asks, speaking up.
"I kill everyone, and you two slip inside." Lincoln replies, rubbing the blood over his clothes. "Limestone."
Digging into his pocket, the Blake boy hands a small bag to the grounder, both him and Y/n watching as he dug two fingers into the white powder-like substance and then rubbing it a bit on his face, from his forehead and down near his mouth. After handing the bag back to the boy and grabbing his spear, the three were off again, the couple trailing behind the grounder they trusted.
"I need to know what happened after the intake door." Y/n speaks up, looking at the older man.
"They remove your clothes, blast you with boiling water, and douse you with something that burns even worse. From there, we were sorted. The others were tagged harvest. I was tagged Cerberus, turned into a reaper." Lincoln explains.
"Cerberus, three-headed dog that guards the underworld." Bellamy states, making them look at him. "My mom read mythology to us all the time. Octavia loved it. You're good for her. You made her strong."
