[The Gamer Files: The 100's Gamer—49] (Patreon)

Staring down at the boy I walked up to him, quiet and unassuming.

“ And how sure this won't be a trap waiting to happen?” I asked calmly, this seemed to unnerve him and with our distance he unknowingly shuddered.

“ It won't, I trust him.” He said staring at me.

“ So be it then.” I muttered before looking back at Bellamy.

“ Station more guards and even hunters around the walls and have them watch for any sole grounder, if more then one approach shoot to kill.” I muttered and immediately Finn's eyes bulged but before he could talk I gave him the mother of all menacing stares just asking him to say something so I could punch him in the face.

He smartly shut his mouth and looked away from me so I looked back at Bellamy.

“ Also immediately let me know when he comes, tell everyone to be wary of the outside.” I told the guards and they nodded and moved out of the room.

Looking back at Finn I stared at him.

“ And you....” I muttered before swiftly backhanding him straight to the cheek.

This had the effect of making a resounding slap noise echoe throughout the room, Finn staggered at the impact dazed and in pain before dropping to the floor with a busted lip and red cheek.

“ Go against my orders and do a stunt just like that one more time and I promise you'll be thrown out this walls immediately, I tolerate you because you're my friends boyfriend but I won't let you jeopardize the safely of those within the walls.” I told him with as much menace in my voice as I could muster.

This had him shaken and looking at me with clear fear in his eyes, I saw raven about to move but a simple stare from me and just paused frozen.

Looking back at the quivering Finn I sighed before walking out, to come up with a plan for the probable impending war.

In the first season they had sent a group of 300, I didn't know if that would be the picture here this time around.

So I needed to fastforward my plans.

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As I beat and shaped an iron sheet into shape I couldn't help but frown.

I was a bit worried, not of the probable war that we'd be facing or the meeting that would also be probably coming but at the fact that even with all that I've changed in this world the plot was finding a way to commence as it had in the show, close enough to the show anyways.

I was a bit miffed at the thought that even if I went out of my way to try and change the plot everything would still happen as it did or close enough, this had implications that I didn't like.

I at the start had tried keeping the plot as it was first in the couple episodes of the show but as time went on I slipped away from that mentality and started changing everything without concern.

I hoped that there was no higher power or something like that controlling my fate and events around me because if there was then I was fucked.

But I tried to keep those thoughts out of my head as I created containers which would house all the crude mechanics that would be inserted to create landmines and throwing bombs if possible.

I would also create detonating bombs and put around the forest for when grounders decided to come in army groups.

I would need all the edges I could muster for me to live happily in this world after all, personal power I had in spades but in this world a single unit wouldn't be much of help unless it was overwhelming power which I didn't have.

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I managed to create 10s of dozens of bomb shells, landmine shells and all that was left was for me to get the hydrazine and some gunpowder and I'd be able to arm ourselves with some serious explosive power.

I had just used the last metal scrap around when someone walked into the forge.

“ Sir!” Came Munroes voice, so looking back to her I gave her an inquisitive look and she opened her mouth.

“ Octavia has asked for you, I'm also here to inform you that she's awoken.” She muttered, nodding to her I walked off leaving the bomb shells in a box.

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Entering the dropship I immediately paused as I stared at Octavia who was surrounded by the others, they saw me enter and made way as I continued and walked over to the girl.

“ Wow....” Were my first words to her.

She looked beautiful, even more then when I visited her last time.

Her skin pure as porcelain, her eyes a shaded grey, lips redder then I remembered with hair as wavy and luscious and her body just simply exuding power over beauty.

“ *Snort* Thanks...” She said and I noticed that her voice changed just a tiny bit, now softer yet firm in tone, it was difficult to explain.

“ So how do I look?” She asked as she decided to spin giving me a full view of her body.

“ You look heavenly...” I muttered with a rare smile as I stared at her.

She rolled her eyes and walked over to me, she slowly went on her tiptoes and kissed me softly.

I found myself losing myself into her soft lips, wrapping my hands around her I felt something rising all of a sudden.

“*Cough* *Cough* Break it up you two...” Came Bellamy's voice with a groan making us break the kiss before we stared at the other's.

“ Okay, Zek. I want the fruits too, I am not waiting any longer...please.” She muttered with clear impatience and hope in her voice.

“ I think that I'd also like to eat some.” Said Clarke staring at Octavia.

“ Well, I might as well.” Said Bellamy.

Scoffing I paused as I suddenly had a sudden thought.

‘ What would happen if I ate the fruits for real instead of acting as if I had done so long ago?’