Chapter 6: First Encounter!

'Thinking'

"Talking"

[System]

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- Dropship Crash Site | The Ground -

- Arthur Pendragon -

Standing in the entrance of the dropship I watch as Monty cautiously removes Clarke's wristband, being as slow and precise as possible so that it stays operational after removal.

"Yes! I did it. It's still operational." Monty says after removing Clarke's wristband.

Clarke stands up and walks over towards me with a big smile plastered on her face, while the only look on my face is concern. "Clarke..." I begin but am quickly interrupted by an irritated and angry Clarke.

"What? Monty needed a working wristband."

"And you needed to punish your mother." I state it more as a fact than a question.

"Scoff* "Look, they're running out of air, and we need their help. My mother thinking I'm dead is only temporary." She replies.

"Not if I can't patch it through the dropship mainframe... I can do it. We'll be talking to the Ark by nightfall." Monty says quickly going to work. Clarke and I both walked out of the dropship to the now awake and working 100.

"Arthur." I heard from my right after walking down the ramp with Clarke.

"Bellamy." I turned my head and nod for him to continue.

"Out of the 93 of us left, after Wells, 19 of them have basic spear fighting down as well as simple tracking skills. A few of them still prefer their scrap knives but after a quick demonstration against Murphy, I showed them how being skilled with a spear is better than a knife." He informed me.

"Good. How are our water and food supplies?"

"If our measuring is right, then we have around 214 gallons of water saved up. And after your hunting trips we have enough meat to last us up to 4 months if managed properly."

"Good. You and Finn are doing excellent work, I want at least half of the remaining 100 to be able to wield a spear fluently within the next 3 days."

"3 days! Don't you think that's a little rough." He says with a little bite in his tone.

"If we were still building the wall, but we're not. We finished it yesterday, now we need to be able to defend ourselves, and not with some silly metal knives." I explain, causing him to nod in agreement.

"Arthur!" I hear Octavia yell. Bellamy and I both turn towards Octavia in alarm as she sprints right for us, with Jasper running slowly behind her.

"Octavia what is it?" Asks Clarke who has been standing next to me and Bellamy.

"Look." Octavia says simply, handing over a folded piece of cloth. Clarke unwraps the cloth and nearly drops it as she gasps at what is inside. I look over and see Wells' two missing fingers and a scrap knife. Bellamy and I both bring Clarke, Octavia, and Jasper inside a large tent that Bellamy, Finn, and I call the command tent.

"This knife was made of metal from the dropship." Clarke says while examining the knife.

"What do you mean?" Jasper asks cluelessly.

"It means that Wells wasn't killed by a grounder. He was killed by someone here in this camp," I respond.

"Who else knows about this?" Bellamy asks.

"No one. We brought it straight here." Octavia replies.

"Good." Bellamy and I both respond.

"Good? How is that Good? It means there's a murderer in the camp!" Jasper responds heatedly. Before he can get too loud, however, Bellamy quickly puts his hand over his mouth muffling him.

"There's more than one murderer in this camp. This isn't news. We need to keep it quiet. Is that understood Jasper." Bellamy says while looking at me for approval.

"Wrong, but right at the same time Bellamy." I respond to confused looks. "There is more than one murderer in this camp. That does not make it okay to kill as they please. Is that understood." I say in a stern voice, staring Bellamy deep in the eyes.

"Yes, Arthur." He responds.

"Arthur." Clarke cuts in.

"Yes Clarke?" I ask.

"I know who the murderer is." she states definitively.

"Who?" Octavia asks. Clarke flips the blade around so we can see the inside handle.

"J.M. John Murphy."

"Good. Bellamy grab Finn and 5 people on the hunting team that you can trust. Then--"

"Then what?" Bellamy asks interrupting me.

"Bring him to me." I respond angrily causing Octavia and Clarke to smile.

"Understood, Arthur." He responds before exiting out of the tent in search of Finn and his trusted group of 5.

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- A few minutes later -

"Let me go! Let me go!" Murphy yells as he gets dragged before me by 2 of Bellamy's trusted hunters.

Finn who is off to the side standing next to Bellamy walks up to me and whispers in my ear, "What are we doing? What did he do?"

"Bellamy didn't tell you?" I asked slightly shocked as Bellamy, Finn and I have gotten along great recently, especially with me teaching Bellamy and Finn both how to hold and handle a spear.

"No, he just said that 'Arthur wants him'." he responds.

"Of course, he did... We believe Murphy to be Wells' killer." I responded causing his mouth to open in shock. "We found Wells' two missing fingers along with a knife that had Murphy's initials on it." I whispered to him, causing him to glare daggers at Murphy.

"You son of a bitch!" Clarke yells pushing the already kneeling Murphy, causing him to fall onto the ground.

"What's your problem!?" he asks angrily.

"Recognize this?" Clarke asks, pulling out Murphy's knife and holding it up.

"It's my knife. Where'd you find it?" He asks confused.

"Where you dropped it after you killed Wells." Clarke responds.

"Where I what?" Murphy asks again but with even more confusion. "The Grounders killed Wells, not me."

"I know what you did, and you're going to pay for it." Clarke responds before turning and looking towards me.

'Was this not Murphy? If so, then who? Murphy looks genuinely confused and worried about this whole ordeal.'

"Murphy!" I speak up, getting everyone's attention.

"Yes?" he replies, still confused as to what is going on.

"When did you lose your knife?" I asked him.

"This is ridiculous. I don't have to answer to you. I don't have to answer to anyone." he tells me and the rest of the now growing crowd.

"Come again?" Bellamy asks.

"Bellamy, look, I'm telling you, man. I didn't do this." he tells Bellamy. Ignoring me.

"I'm not the one you should be telling. I follow one man's orders and that is Arthur. So, if you want to prove yourself innocent, then you do so to him." he tells Murphy, getting in his face and displaying the tomahawk at his side threatening Murphy.

"They found his fingers on the ground with your knife." I informed him after he turned back around and faced me.

"I didn't do this!" he yells desperately.

Before I can respond, however, one of the wall's gates goes smashing open sending dust, dirt, and debris everywhere. Obscuring our vision. Piercing through the dust cloud is a set of glowing red eyes. [Observe]

[Banished Rabid Werewolf]

Race: Werewolf

Level: 8

HP: 1100

"Grrrrr....."

"Everyone get back! Hunters form a wall!" I yell amid chaos. Despite the chaos people still listened to my orders. The unarmed people backed up near the dropship, while Bellamy, Finn, and the 19 hunters formed a semi-circle wall with their spears all pointing towards the glowing red eyes.

*DING*

[Quest Received!]

[Quest Info:]

[Werewolf Hunter!]

[Incomplete] Kill the Banished Rabid Werewolf --- [0/1]

Rewards: +5 Stat Points, Random Loot Box,

Finally, the dust settles, and everyone is able to lay their eyes upon the massive, hunched back Werewolf.

"What the fuck is that?" Octavia asks, standing next to me with my steel sword in her hand.

"That my dear, is the supernatural. A Werewolf in particular." I inform her and Clarke who has now made her way by my side.

"Are they all like that?!" Octavia asks dumbfounded by the sheer size of the werewolf. It was massive despite being on all fours.

"To be honest... I don't know. But I don't believe so." I inform them while the Werewolf continues to stare us down.

"Why not?" Clarke asks.

"That Werewolf is rabid." I respond simply before grasping and pulling my spear out of its sheath on my back. "Octavia go and support your brother."

"Got it." she says as she is already off running to the frontlines.

"What do you want me to do?" Clarke asks, feeling useless in this kind of situation.

"Be safe and be smart." I reply as I launch the spear towards the Werewolf.

*YELP*

[-400 HP]

The Werewolf yelps as the spear impacts its shoulder at 10/mph, causing it to stumble backwards. The Werewolf turns its head and ensnares the spear in its massive K9's, pulling it out and dropping it on the ground. With blood now leaking from its open shoulder wound the Werewolf charges and clashes with Bellamy and 11 of the hunters. Finn and Octavia try to flank and encircle it with Finn leading a group of 4 to the right, and Octavia leading a group of 4 to the left.

By the time, the first wound is inflicted on the Werewolf by the spear formation 4 of the 11 front hunters are already dead. Bellamy was able to stab it in the eyes with his spear causing it to rear back in pain, taking his spear with it. Bellamy improvises though and throws his tomahawk at the Werewolf, striking its center chest and dealing massive damage.

[Banished Rabid Werewolf]

Race: Werewolf

Level: 8

HP: 500/1100

*HOWL!*

Taking its howl as a possible call for back up. I choose to end this as fast as possible.

[Light Magic... Activation... -300 MP... Light Formation created: Spear]

[Item: Light Spear]

Item Rarity: C

Type: Spear

Attack: +25

- Duration: 3:00 (Due to being a Light Construct the item has a duration of how long it can remain in existence before fizzling out.)

I grasp the newly formed Light spear in my hand and throw it as hard as possible towards the Werewolf. The Werewolf seeing the bright glowing spear rocketing towards it attempts to move out of the way, but it isn't fast enough, and as the Werewolf leaps to the side and into Octavia's line of hunters the spear brushes past the Werewolf's ear and impacts the lower neck. The spear pierces through the thick hide and tears the Werewolf apart separating its head from its body as well as its front right leg.

*Level Up!*

*Level Up!*

*DING*

[Quest Completed!]

[Quest Info:]

[Werewolf Hunter!]

[Complete] Kill the Banished Rabid Werewolf: --- [1/1]

Rewards: +5 Stat Points, Random Loot Box,

Dismissing the notifications and deconstructing my [Light spear] I am met with the victory cries of the 100 as the unarmed people quickly bring water and food to anyone who needs it.

"Where's Murphy?" Finn asks running to me.

"What do you mean?" I ask worriedly.

"Murphy escaped." Octavia states running up to us.

"Wha-- How?!" I asked furiously.

'If he escaped, he may be captured and interrogated by the grounders for information. Shit!' I curse mentally. I had planned to help improve Murphy and redeem him, similar to how Murphy did in the show in later seasons.

"What was that?" Bellamy asks furiously after seeing Clarke, Octavia, Finn, and my dismissal of the Large Werewolf in favor of information leaking Murphy.

"That my friend... was a Werewolf."

"... Those aren't real." he states after thinking for a minute.

"Then what was that?" asked Finn rhetorically.

"I-I... I don't know."

"Bellamy, I need you to listen to me when I explain this. Okay?"

"Wha-- Okay." he concedes seeing that everyone else is on board with the 'That was a Werewolf' idea.

"Magic. Is real." I begin as Bellamy gives me his rapt attention.

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[Status]

Name: Arthur Pendragon

Class: Knight

Title: Leader of the 100

Level: 6 (60%)

HP: 1,355

MP: 1,200

STR: 52 (+8)

AGI: 30 (+4)

VIT: 31 (+10) {Every +1 point from now on is +105 HP}

INT: 40 {Every +1 point from now on is +50 MP}

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Stat Points: 25 --> +10 STR. +5 VIT. +10 INT.

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[Skills:]

[Active:]

[Observe] (Active) - Lvl. 30/100 {Adept}

Enables you to see information about a target.

[Pickpocketing] (Active) - Lvl. 2/100 (Novice)

The stealthy art of picking an unsuspecting target's pockets.

[Tracker] (Active) - Lvl. 14/100 {Novice}

Allows for user to track animal sounds and smell for up to 1 mile. (Every 10 Levels = 1 Mile)

[Light Magic] (Active) - Lvl. 8/100 {Novice}

Allows the user to create and use light constructs at will. Higher Levels improve construct creation size and capability.

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[Passive:]

[Swordsmanship] (Passive) - Lvl. 26/100 {Adept}

The Ability to fight with a sword. Higher levels improve fighting capability.

[Spearmanship] (Passive) - Lvl. 17/100 {Novice}

The ability to fight with a spear. Higher levels improve fighting capability.

[Spear Throwing] (Passive) - Lvl. 13/100 {Novice}

The ability to throw spears with precision. Higher levels improve spear throwing capability.

[Gamers Mind] (Passive) - Lvl. MAX

Protects the mind from being read or manipulated.

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[Quests:]

Active Quests: [Swish Swish Stab - Daily] - 9:51 Till Refresh

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[Inventory:]

[Slot 1:] x24 Black Snake Scales

[Slot 2:] x2 Gray Wolf Pelt's

[Slot 3:] x1 Panther Pelt

[Slot 4:] x1 Random Loot Box

[Slot 5-100:] Empty

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