bellamy blake kom spacekru

octavia blake could never thank their brother for all the things that he’d done for them. they could never make up all the damage they’d done to bellamy and their relationship either. blodreina was not the happiest part of octavia’s memory. if they could erase their entire memory of that, and everyone elses, they might be happier. 

they didn’t expect bellamy to be welcoming to them, they hadn’t left off on the best of grounds “you’re my sister o. you’re not my responsibility. not anymore.” had broken their heart, that and the fact that bellamy had admited he wanted them dead. was there a way to come back from that? hopefully. they really wanted to have a big brother again.

the door opened, his arms were around them, and the tears were instant into their eyes. she puts one hand on the back of his neck, as she had done hundreds of times before, and holds him close. “hey big brother…you can’t get rid of me. not yet.” she laughs, swallowing the lump in her throat. she didn’t want to let go, they didn’t want to live in the reality of what was bound to happen post release. “echo told me what happened. hope didn’t intend to kill me. she just…i’m not sure what she was trying to do. my memory is still fuzzy.” a pause. “bell, you were right.”

Bellamy closed his eyes, a tear falling from one of them as he did so. He didn’t think he had it in him to be angry anymore -- not now anyway. Ever since he’d gotten his memories back, his top priority had been to find Octavia. For a bit he hadn’t even known if they were alive. Their relationship would never be the way it was before Praimfaya, before Earth -- he knew that -- but he felt like maybe it was time he stopped holding onto the past, and started embracing their future. Almost losing them had taught him that. 

As he listened to Octavia speak, it became clear they had recovered a fair amount of their memory since Echo had seen them. He was relieved about that -- as happy as he was to find his sibling alive and well, he couldn’t say he had been looking forward to seeing that version of them again. His brows furrowed in confusion as they said Hope wasn’t trying to kill them. She stuck a knife in them, what else could she be trying to do? It didn’t make sense, but Bellamy didn’t want to dwell on it now. 

prue didn’t mean to sneak up on the man and scare him, but she knew that people around here could all be on edge for different reasons. ❝ i can understand. i’ve had a pretty long day myself, trying to cool my head by taking a walk. ❞ she spoke calmly 

echo didn’t have any answer for him. the tension remained high in their shoulders, glad that there was no one else around for a moment. locals might have had the answers they needed about this place, but there was no guarantee that they could be trusted. the people in sanctum hadn’t all been trustworthy. there was a reason that ryker’s blood was on her hands. she didn’t need to spill more blood here. neither one of them did.

“maybe. i don’t think they remember all of their time there,” she elaborated. octavia had not seen as worn down by it as she remembered, something about her just seemed… different. it was hard to pin down. they had never gotten the chance to know his sibling as well as he did. they had never gotten the chance to know them at all, really. peace in sanctum might have given them that, if they ever got there. if. but they remembered more than they ever had. even sanctum was a distant memory.

for a few seconds after his question, they went quiet. bellamy had made it clear the last thing that he remembered was octavia being stabbed by hope. if he had remembered what happened next, he would’ve indicated it, where he’d gone. unless… he was dead. 

“i remember hope stabbing octavia,” echo started slowly. “but i remember what happened after. people came for you. took you.” there was another pause, remembering the ring in the sky, trying to dive to the bottom lake to see if it was possible for her. “gabriel, hope, and i tried to follow you into the anomaly. it didn’t work. we were stuck there.”

A feeling was rising in the pit of his stomach -- even just the thought that Octavia had once again become that person who was so far from the sibling he used to know -- made him feel sick, worried, anxious. Still, Bellamy took a little comfort in Echo’s response. Maybe they didn’t remember the dark year, at least. It didn’t change the fact that it had happened, but honestly he didn’t want Octavia to have to remember that, to feel the weight of that choice, if they didn’t have to. 

He blinked, eyes searching Echo’s as they informed him of his lack of memory. He thought hard, willing himself to remember his capture and anything that happened after that. After a moment, he sighed, shaking his head and leaving it be for the moment. “I remember calling Octavia’s name,” he said. His last few memories weren’t clear in his mind -- just a blur of emotions and confusion. “After they disappeared.” He tried to think of something more concrete.  “I ran outside.” That was where his memories went blank. “That’s all I remember.”

Hearing they had gone into the anomaly after him sent a pang of emotion through him. “Echo...” he started. Knowing Echo -- her bravery and her loyalty -- it wasn’t surprising that they were willing to face unknown dangers for him, but that didn’t mean it meant any less to him. “You shouldn’t have done that; we didn’t know if it was safe,” he said quietly, but his voice wasn’t accusatory or condemning. How could it be, when he would have done the same if Echo was the one taken? And though he couldn’t handle the thought of Echo dying on his behalf, he knew it wasn’t logical to be retroactively worried about them. They were safe now, and that was what mattered. 

sanctum had certainly shown things that echo would not have thought to be possibly, the mind-altering state that the red sun toxin had put them in on that first night. there’d been nothing like that here, so far – which was the best for everyone… she knew if she had not drugged herself that day, she would have hurt or killed someone that she cared about. probably emori. the thought scared her. they returned the squeeze of his hand.

“no, i can’t do anything like that.” they hadn’t tried, or even thought to, until he asked. echo’s gaze moved away from him to the discarded rock, staring at it for a few seconds, trying to will something to happen. it doesn’t.

okay was relative for the state of his sibling but echo took a deep breath and nodded her head, not wanting to immediately alarm him. “i don’t know if it’s the anomaly. i saw her in woodshore. but they’re okay. no stab wound. no hope or gabriel, either.” they had all been there together, it would have made sense if the anomaly had somehow taken all four of them. but even gabriel, after studying it for years and years, didn’t understand it completely.

“octavia, they’re…” they paused, taking a breath. “she doesn’t remember everything, bellamy. they don’t remember anything about what happened when wonkru got out of the bunker. i know they don’t trust me right now.“

Bellamy exhaled, a smile of relief crossing his face as he heard that Octavia was unhurt, feeling tears forming in his eyes. He had been so afraid that his sibling had died, abandoned and alone, that he didn’t even question her lack of stab wound. He was just glad she was okay. 

The anomaly was the scapegoat Bellamy was using to explain everything he couldn’t explain, but Echo was right, there was no way of knowing for sure that it was the cause of all of this. “What else could it be?” He shook his head, frustrated at how little he was understanding lately. “None of this makes any sense.” 

Grateful as he was that Octavia was alive and well, he felt a sense of dread rising in him as Echo continued to speak. “So,” he said after they’d finished, his eyes closing briefly, “Blodreina?” It didn’t seem fair. Octavia definitely wasn’t the same as they’d been before the bunker, nor could he expect them to be, but they had been making progress, they’d been recovering. But what was the point, if she couldn’t remember it? 

And if the anomaly -- or whatever the hell this was -- could erase memories, why leave her with any memory of the bunker? Why not let them start over, unburdened by the decisions they’d made in the years following praimfaya? Why not let them both start over? Maybe that was too easy, but Bellamy couldn’t help but want it. 

North’s apprehensions over the desert planet she had woken on only seemed to be getting stronger by the day. Adaptability was one of her features, but it did very little for her in this case - maybe it was the trial of being on a different planet. Hard for CyberLife to program for adapting on a different galaxy. Especially when said galaxy involved multiple suns and alien creatures, droids opposite what she knew.

And now, it seemed, that unknown stretched to controlling boulders with your mind. Definitely not a great sign. More and more was unfamiliar to North, and that was coming from an android who had seen and done the things that she had. Maybe nothing about Tatooine was meant to be normal. What an unsettling thought.

“What, like with your mind?” She asked, despite already having pieced together the answer for herself. But even so, part of her still needed to hear it. “I’m guessing that’s the first time you’ve done something like that, right?”

“Yeah, with my.. with my mind,” said Bellamy. Hearing her say it out loud made it sound about as ridiculous as he knew it was. He nodded, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “I know I couldn’t do this until I got to this planet.”

“Oh, well–apologies for the intrusion on whatever that was.” Peggy said, still indicating towards the rock that would have severed her head, or bruised it, at best. It was still some getting used to, all these quicker reflexes than she already had. But it was invigorating all the same. “Please tell me what I just saw was you trying to exercise and not, you know–perform some sort of weird magic.”

she could still feel her heart pounding in her chest and willed it to slow back down again. it was an accident, she could see the regret in his eyes –– bellamy had always been an easy read, long before they had been on the same page. here, they wondered if they still were. did he have memories of life on earth beyond the scorched one that they had known? probably. it seemed like everyone did, but she was too ashamed to be the first to say anything on it. there were things, people, feelings that didn’t feel right to bring up.

“i’m fine.” the response was automated. physically, it was true. a beat passed and she reminded herself to act like a human, a person again. “it just startled me.” it was honest without being entirely vulnerable, a line she prided herself on walking.

echo returned the step closer to her and let her fingers uncurl. “i’m glad that you’re here,” she murmured. she was, really and truly, and she knew that octavia would be once she saw her brother. there was the matter of what octavia didn’t remember… overshadowed by a planet she didn’t remember traveling to. “octavia is here too, but i haven’t seen clarke or anyone else,”she spoke. “i didn’t wake up suddenly able to do that.”

He swallowed, pulling his focus to the present. Echo was here and the rock hadn’t hit her, that was what was most important. He gave her a wordless smile and reached out his hand to take hers and squeeze it. Things had been happening so quickly for him -- first his memories of a second life returning to him, then being transported to Tatooine and discovering this new ability. He wondered if this was him slowly losing his sanity, or if there was some logic behind all of this that he just couldn’t see. 

“It’s gotta be something about this planet,” Bellamy said in reference to his object-moving capabilities. He paused in thought, then shook his head. “Are you sure that you can’t? I was thinking maybe there’s some chemical in the air here that’s allowing me to do it... but if that’s the case, it would probably affect everyone the same, right?”

Bellamy nodded at the mention of Clarke and the others -- he had seen Madi in Woodshore, and his hope was that she and everyone else was still there. It seemed like a much safer place to be than this Tatooine. But despite the dangers of this planet, he had to admit he was relieved to see Echo here: he didn’t want to be alone again. 

Wherever Peggy was, she felt almost certain she wasn’t at Woodshore. Although she was there, only mere seconds of crossing the town line before she got knocked out for god-knows-what reason. Waking up to a place that had nothing but desert from miles away was the least she would expect. For a moment, she thought one of her father’s ( or at least a father from a completely fake life ) men had tried to kidnap her to drag her back to England. But if it was, they wouldn’t be settling her in a nice little hotel room that serves her meals thrice a day.

After some digging around the hotel and asking anyone who could speak proper English on where she is, she finally got an answer. Peggy groaned in frustration. She had just gotten memories of her old life back, but she’d have preferred to get those bearings in a planet she actually knew.

As she made her way towards the dining area to get some proper breakfast, she saw a rock barrel straight for her. Reflexes she didn’t know she had before but now was something Peggy Carter had very much so caused her to sidestep instinctively before shooting a glare at the general direction of someone apologizing. “Clearly. I’ve handled bullets before, but I never had the pleasure of being knocked out by a rock.” Peggy quipped, trying her best to bite back further irritation. “I hope you were throwing that at someone else. Was it the bellboy?”

Bellamy was relieved to see her dodge the rock, and honestly, impressed that she barely blinked throughout the brief ordeal. His gaze flicked towards the rock, watching as it landed in the sand some distance away to ensure it wouldn’t circle back around or keep going. When he saw that it remained on the ground, unmoving, he turned his attention back to Peggy. 

The unknown never resonated well with North - anything she couldn’t control, or anticipate, and she got irritable. Of course, that implied that she was ever off the ledge between calm and easily angered, which couldn’t be further from the truth. But waking up on Tatooine had shaken her, and it happening so soon after getting to Woodshore at all only made it worse.

And it was definitely the opposite to Detroit; she had never seen so much sand. Her first thought upon seeing it was instant distaste - it was dry, and it had quickly gotten all over her, making it more a pain in the ass than anything. This planet was strange, and once more, North had found herself alone. It wasn’t that she had found any of her people in Woodshore (well, aside from Chloe, which in itself was a victory), but – well, North knew drones when she saw them. And there were plenty on Tatooine. Just … the wrong ones.

She heard the warning just in time to duck, her body jolting sideways to further get away from the line of fire as the boulder soared past her. “Clearly.” She chimed, raising an eyebrow as she looked towards the person who had spoken. “The hell were you trying to do, anyway?”

Bellamy took a breath as she ducked in time. He watched the rock as it hit the ground and rolled away, leaving a line in the sand, then he turned his focus back to the woman it had almost hit. The question gave him pause for a second -- he wondered if these powers were something he should keep secret. He hadn’t learned enough about this planet to know if his new abilities were normal or accepted here. Maybe everybody had them on Tatooine. 

One of his best-guess explanations was that there was something in the air here -- some sort of chemical that was affecting his brainwaves -- and allowing him to connect with his surroundings. It had also seemed possible that he was hallucinating, but considering this woman had reacted to the rock too, he now doubted that. 

Her eyes grew big when she felt the air hit her head, the rock touching the ground behind her. Zelda swore that she could feel her heart stop beating, now a rock flying in her direction was surely not something she had been expecting. Just looking at the other, she let out a breath she didn’t even know she had been holding. Her entire body relaxing which made it hurt a little, she had been so tense but then again could you blame her? She had been tense ever since she ended up here. She was lost and confused, a little scared as well. “I.. I have no idea what just happened. All I can say is that it could have ended badly”

“Yeah, make that two of us,” Bellamy muttered under his breath as he walked a little closer to Zelda. Having no idea what was happening was a constant feeling he had been having since arriving in Woodshore. His time on Earth had been full of strange, new experiences, as had his time on Sanctum, but at least in both those places he understood what was happening. At least, until the anomaly. 

echo knew and trusted bellamy as much as she had ever trusted anyone – but never had she anticipated that she would be see him doing something like that. she wasn’t even sure what she was seeing him do, stopped at a distance so that she could observe and try to gather her thoughts before she approached him. but even after staring at him, they didn’t know what to do or say. she was glad to see him there, but seeing him just… move something without touching? maybe she was imagining it. maybe there was something that she couldn’t see.

but as they got closer to him, it seemed like there wasn’t. her teeth gnawed at the inside of her cheek. she wasn’t scared, solely unsettled, until it came veering at her head.

their reflexes were fast enough to dodge the rock, but for the first time, echo looked at bellamy with fear in her eyes. “you’re doing that?” it confirmed what she had already thought, swallowing thickly. “how?” a beat passed. “how long have you been able to do that?”

Bellamy didn’t think he’d ever seen Echo look at him like that -- like they were afraid of him. Her expression made him want to go to her, stand with her, but knowing he was the cause of it kept him in place. He knew that Echo’s trust was hard won; it hurt to think how far he might’ve set them back. What hurt more was the image of what had almost happened. All of Bellamy’s relief and happiness that she was here in Tatooine was overshadowed by the fact that he had almost hurt her, or worse -- if she’d had been a little slower on her feet --

He was still frozen after they’d spoken, but he swallowed and forced himself to start talking. “I think it started around the time I woke up on this planet,” he said, then shook his head. “I don’t understand it either. It’s like... like I can move things with my mind.” He had thought at first it might be a handy skill, but without control it was too dangerous to use. This encounter had certainly proved that. 

rapunzel found some solace in knowing she wasn’t alone when it came to not being familiar with this place. the planet seemed like it was about ready to swallow anyone strong or weak up if you just looked in a direction funny. though she supposed that included looking in a direct any way possible. if it wasn’t a sentient being, it was probably the climate or some type of food. it definitely left her on her toes.

but it didn’t stop her from drawing what she could see in front of her. as dangerous as all of it seemed, she still found it fascinating. and the best way to remain calm in rapunzel’s case was to draw or paint and let her mind wander. she was left to the drawing utensil and small book she’d managed to barter for but she thought it was more than enough.

she focused on a passing pair as they made their way into the cantina, adding a bit more detail to their clothes than they actually had as her imagination wandered, only to stop when she heard the other call out. she jumped when the rock landed on the ground near her rather than when it actually went past her head before she turned her gaze to the one that sent it. “it’s alright, i’m fine,” she said, offering a cautious smile at first. “in that case, i won’t ask what you were doing.” she laughed a little, more at ease. “that rock moved fast.”

Bellamy walked towards her, his heart still beating fast from anticipation of the disaster that had almost happened. “I appreciate that,” he said with a breathless chuckle in response to her saying she wouldn’t ask. He wasn’t sure how he would even start to explain what he was doing. ‘Oh, I have magic powers now’ sounded a little... far fetched, even though that was the only explanation he had at the moment. 

Having lived in space, on a planet and on a moon, Bellamy wasn’t entirely fazed by the idea of being on a new planet. What did concern him was that he had gone to sleep on one planet, and woken up on another. And that he seemed to have gained some new.. abilities. Did this have something to do with the anomaly? It was the only explanation he could come up with. 

This afternoon, Bellamy was attempting to get more familiar with his newfound powers. Since his arrival on Tatooine, he had discovered he could move things around with his mind. So, for the past couple of hours, he had been practicing on a rock he’d found that was about the size of his head. First just rolling it around on the ground, then lifting it into the air.