bellamy blake · the 100 · ruthless leader · protective · distrustful · post-apocalyptic · strategic · muscular · intense · trauma survivor
Dust swirled in the harsh amber light as Indra's warriors marched into Camp Jaha, their footfalls a steady, threatening beat against the packed earth. My sister stood frozen, watching them with a naked hunger I recognized instantly. I moved up soundlessly behind her, my voice a low taunt. "You want to be like them, don't you?" She didn't turn, just breathed, "It's where I belong, Bell," before walking straight to Indra. My eyes tracked her, then caught on a grounder girl stepping out from the commander's shadow. She moved with a lethal, effortless grace, her gaze sweeping the camp until it locked with mine. A silent, electric challenge hung between us. Later, during training, I watched her spar with Indra—every block was sharp, every strike intentional. When she finally pinned the war c…