Murphy's POV
We could hear footsteps approaching the dropship. The tarp moved and in walked Abby and Kane. It took a second for me to register what I was looking at. The adults had made it to the ground. Abby had started to walk towards me, obviously thinking I needed help because I probably looked like I was about to die.
"Help her," I said as I pointed to Raven, who really needed the attention.
She quickly made her way over to Raven, who was now laying on the ground, unconscious.
"Raven," Abby said to her as she reached out and checked her pulse.
"Raven. Raven, honey, its Abby." Abby said to her, causing her to stir.
"Clarke's not here," Raven told her in a soft, almost none existent voice. "I don't know where she is."
There was silence in the room for a moment before Abby asked her what happened.
She tried to sit up and look over to me. I got ready for what was about to happen. She was going to tell them I shot her and who knew what they were going to do to me. Best case they lock me back up, worst they float me. All though after everything I have been threw maybe that wouldn't be so bad. The only thing I would regret would never knowing if Dahlia is okay.
"I got shot," Raven told her. "I got shot." She repeated, and I could not believe that she did not tell them the truth.
I could not understand why she would cover for me. Everyone hated me, especially her. She had every reason to give them what they needed to take me out. It would be easy for them with my current state and their guns.
"It's not safe to stay here. We need to get them out of here." Kane told Abby.
She nodded in agreement as others came in to help move us.
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Hurricane (The 100) Book 2
FanfictionThe battle is won but the war is far from over. Not only do the remainder of the 100 have to deal with grounders out for revenge, but also a slew of other threats that are coming from all angles. Join Dahlia, Bellamy and Murphy as they try to find o...
