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I fall in and out of consciousness. Pain radiates through my body. I can't feel anything.
I don't know where I am. My vision isn't clear, but I can tell I'm in a small enclosed space. Much smaller than my cell. I hear a jolt from above me, it sounds like a machine moving. Good I'm still on the ark, but where. I hear kids screaming in joy.
It's hard to process everything. I try to move but I feel pain in my abdomen. I look to my shoulder and from what I can see from my jacket sliding down my arm, its bruised.
Slowly, I begin to lose consciousness again.

I don't know how long I've been here, but my throat hurts, and my body is numb. I hear footsteps above me. I must be under the floor. I have to let them know I'm here or I will die of blood loss. I'm surprised I haven't already. How do I do this? I decide to move my good arm and poke my fingers in to my abdomen wound. It hurts like hell. I scream as loud as my raw throat can.
"Did you hear that" I hear a male voice ask
Another voice soon replies
"It sounds like it's coming from the floor" a deeper voice replies. He must be older than the other one.
I poke my abdomen again, and scream.
"Let's find an opening" the deeper voice says.
The shuffling of their feet gives me a flicker of hope that I will be saved.
Light fills up a spot of the floor near me.
"Help me" I croak out, because my throats is too sore to do anything, how long have I gone without food and water.
One boy sees me and tries to pull me out, but I scream again because the pain gets worse and worse. The other boy, he looks older, and oddly familiar, jumps into the hole in the floor and puts an arm under my legs and the other behind my back. He lifts me out of the hole in the floor and finds a space for me on top of lots of scrap material. Where the hell on the ark am I?
"Abby. I need Doctor Abby Griffin" I mumble out incoherently.
The two boys look at me. The older one notices my struggle and looks to the other.
"Go get Clarke" he says. The younger boy just looks at me. "Now!" The older one yells impatiently. The younger boy bet up and runs out of the room.
When everything is silent I notice the older boy's eyes haven't left me.
"Where am I?" I ask him.
He looks at me, his eyes show some sort of emotion I can't tell what it is, with my still fuzzy state.
"You're on the ground" he finally answers.
The Ground. Last thing I remember is being on the ark running from guards when Shumway stabbed me. Although there was another face, I wish I knew who it was.
"How did I get here? The last thing I remember is seeing Commander Shumway on the ark. Who are you" I wheeze every word out, using all my energy.
The boy notices my weaker state.
"Don't waste your energy. I'm Bellamy." He replies in a soft tone, calming me.
I hear the shuffle of feet again and something that sounds like tarp moving.
It's the younger boy, he walks towards Bellamy.
"Princess isn't back yet" he whispers
Bellamy gives a small glance at my struggling state and turns back to the other boy.
"Murphy, go get a rag or something we need to at least clean her wounds" he says with authority to the other boy I presume is Murphy.
Murphy walks out. I keep moving small. I think I'm really starting to annoy Bellamy. He looks at me.
"You need to stop moving, you'll waste your energy, only killing you faster." He says
He hasn't left my side, he probably has something better to do, but he doesn't move.
When I move my hand again, his eyes flicker to my wrist.
"Looks like you were supposed to be here"
I look at him in a 'what the hell do you mean' type of way. He understands.
"The wristbands, only the prisoners being sent to the ground were given them, looks like you were supposed to be in a seat like everyone else, but somehow you ended up with a stab wound and under the floor." He says, and I look at him more understanding. "They tell the ark your alive. The wristbands" he adds.
"What's your name?" He asks
I take my time, not knowing if I want to say my last name.
"Athena, my name is Athena Kane, Councillor Kane isn't my father, he adopted me. I hate him" I whisper.
He looks at me almost knowing exactly what I was going to say.
"Sorry" he says.
I give him a 'huh' look
"I'm sorry about a lot of things and you'll find out soon enough" he answers.
When he finishes that sentence we hear footsteps come back. They must be Murphy's.
Murphy is carrying a rag. I begin to squirm. I don't want to do this.
Bellamy puts a hand on my good shoulder and pushes it towards the ground because I was laying on my side to look at him.
"It's going to be ok, I just have to clean your wound. Clarke isn't here to help so I have to do it myself, are you ok with that?" He asks, and I nod my head.
"I'll try not to hurt you much more" he says.
I really don't want to die, I want to meet my real family.
I nod to him to tell him I'm ready.
"This will hurt, I'll try to make it quick" he says, and I nod.
He slowly brings the rag down towards my abdomen. I thought he was going to make it quick. The burning sensation fills my whole body. I scream bloody murder, the rag is wet which makes it sting more, water and wounds I've never found to be a good mix. I try to move my body away from his hands, but it hurts too much to move. He lifts the rag from my body and I calm down to only small whimpers. He looks at me with tears in my eyes.
In my head I keep saying 'I am not afraid' not realising that I said it out loud the first time I said it.
Bellamy looks at me and I nod for him to continue. He does the same as before and brings the rag down slowly annoying the hell out of me. Just the slowness brings me excruciating pain, I just want to be done with it.
"Just get it over with" I croak out as angrily as I can
The rag finally makes contact with my skin and I scream again. He does the same process as the last time and I give the same reaction.
"All done, you will be in pain for a while, we cant close the wound without Clarke, if she was here she'd tell you to stay laying down but I think you'd like to see Earth. You can lean on me and I'll help you outside. Do you want to do that?"
I nod while saying yes.
He helps me stand with me struggling to get up and move without whimpering.
"Let's take you to see the world" he says smiling.

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