Summary: I’m not like the others, the 100. Their crimes were petty, mine was being born. Being sent to Earth should’ve been refreshing, freeing. Instead, it’s a fight. A fight for survival. A fight for love.
Warnings: The 100 Themes so blood and gore I guess
Pairings: Bellamy Blake x Reader, Clarke Griffin x Twin!Fem!Reader
I just want to throw this out there, If what Aryn has said about Bob and Eliza are true, I do not stand by them at all.Â
“Prisoner 162 stand up and face the wall.”
I looked up from my spot on the floor, making a face as I stood up, turning towards the wall.
“What’s happening?”
“Quiet. Hold out your right arm.”
I looked over my shoulder, shaking my head as the guard pulled a metal cuff out, the other guard pulling his baton out of it’s holster.
“What? No! I’m not eighteen yet! I still have another month!”
They both walked towards me and I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes as I turned. I pushed the guard’s hand that was holding the baton towards him, the baton shocking him, causing him to fall backwards. I ran out of my cell, running to the ledge. I gasped as I looked around, I gasped as I looked around, my eyes wide. Guards were everywhere, shoving the prisoners around.
I ran down the walkway, stopping when guards came around the corner. I turned, seeing a guard coming out of the cell beside mine. When he saw me, his face hardened as he reached for his baton. I panicked, looking between him and the guards behind me as more guards appeared.
“Y/N stop! Move, let me by!”
I looked up, seeing Kane pushing through the guards.
He stopped in front of me as I surged forward, hugging him as I looked up at him.
“What’s happening? What’s going on?”
Kane sighed, looking down at me.
“It’s okay Y/N, it’s okay. Just calm down.”
I shook my head, feeling the tears welling in my eyes.
“I don’t want to die.”
He shook his head, holding onto my arms.
“You’re not going to die. You’re being sent to earth. All one hundred of you.”
I made a face, shaking my head.
“No! They can’t send us it’s too early! It’s not safe! We get reviewed when we turn eighteen.”
Kane sighed, his face grim as he spoke.
“Not anymore, you don’t.”
I felt something prick my neck, everything becoming blurry as my legs gave out, Kane falling to the floor with me.
“Find your sister Y/N. Protect each other.”
I groaned as I came too, blinking away the blurriness as I looked around. I was strapped into the seat, the others strapped like me. I didn’t see anyone I recognized, causing me to let out a breath of relief. I looked up when the screen flickered on, seeing Chancellor Jaha on the screen, causing me to glare.
“Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now. You’ve been given a second chance, and as your chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself.”
I rolled my eyes, huffing as I leaned my head back against the headrest, closing my eyes.
“We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds for survival were better, we would’ve sent others. Frankly, we’re sending you because your crimes have made you expendable.”
“Your dad’s a dick, Wells!”
I shot up, looking around. No doubt if he was here, my sister was with him. Because we were all close in age, our fathers allowed us to play with each other when we were kids. But even those visits stopped over time.
“If, however you do survive, those crimes will be forgiven, your records wiped clean.”
I scoffed, shaking my head.
“You’re record can’t be wiped clean if you’ve done nothing wrong to begin with.”
Jaha continued to drone on when the dropship shook, a loud bang resounding through the dropship, causing me to grab onto the straps as streaming filled the dropship. No doubt we had just entered Earth’s atmosphere. I tuned Jaha out as we descended faster, the others getting louder. We landed with a harsh thud, causing my head to hit the headrest. “Listen, no machine hum.”
“That’s a first.”
I winced, slightly shaking my head as I undid the straps. The others were all doing the same, and I made a face as I pushed through the crowd that was forming at the door. I made my way to the front, moving to stand to the side, seeing a guard keeping everyone back. If they thought we would die, why would they send one of their guards down with us?
I looked over, seeing Clarke walking towards the guard, Wells behind her. I turned, covering my face with my hand so they couldn’t see me.
“The air could be toxic.”
I looked up, watching as the guard rolled his eyes, scoffing.
“If the air is toxic, we’re all dead, anyway.”
I nodded slightly, watching as Clarke stopped in front of him to say something else. He has a point. Might as well get it over with.
I watched as a girl with brown hair came running forward, stopping in front of the guard, hearing the other kids start to whisper.
“That’s the girl they hid under the floor.”
The guard, Bellamy, smiled as the two hugged, looking down at his sister.
“My god, look how big you are.”
The girl tilted her head to the side, making a face.
“What the hell are you wearing, a guard's uniform?
“I borrowed it to get on the drop ship. Someone has got to keep an eye on you.”
So he’s not really a guard. That makes more sense than the Ark sending one of its guards down with us. My sister stepped forward, making a face as she looked at his wrist.
“Where’s your wristband?”
That made me look down at my own wrist, seeing the metal cuff around it. Bellamy’s sister turned towards mine, glaring.
“Do you mind? I haven’t seen my brother in a year.”
“No one has a brother!”
“Except that one girl, but she has a sister, not a brother.”
Clarke looked down at the floor, causing me to scoff. I don’t know what she’s upset about. She stopped coming to see me.
“That’s Octavia Blake, the girl they found hidden in the floor.”
She surged forward, her brother grabbing her arm and pulling her back to him, shaking his head.
“Octavia, Octavia no. let’s give them something else to remember you by.”
Octavia turned back towards Bellamy, tilting her head to the side.
He grinned, pulling the lever to the dropship door down. I could tell Clarke wanted to object again, but it was too late as the dropship door opened.
“Like being the first person on the ground in a hundred years.”
Octavia slowly walked down the ramp as everyone crowded the door, watching her. Octavia stepped off the ramp, her face breaking out into a smile as she threw her hands up.
“We’re back bitches!”
Everyone ran out of the dropship, screaming and laughing. I hung back, not really wanting to see my sister or Wells. After a few minutes, I made my way out of the dropship, looking around. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes, smiling.
I tensed, opening my eyes and looking up. Wells was looking at me, a shocked expression on his face before he shook his head, his face breaking out into a smile. He walked towards me, leaning down and wrapping his arms around me once he was close enough. I didn’t move, not bothering to respond to the hug. He leaned back, smiling down at me.
“It’s so good to see you again, Y/N.”
I scoffed, shaking my head as I turned, walking away from Wells.
I turned when he grabbed my arm, causing me to stop as I yanked my arm back, glaring up at Wells.
“What do you want Wells?”
“I’d like to talk to you. After all, we’re friends.”
I scoffed, shaking my head crossing my arms over my chest.
“Really? We’re friends? I have nothing to say to you, Wells.”
“Y/N come on, please.”
“Your father killed my father! He put me in the skybox just for being born!”
I shook my head, seeing the crowd that was forming.
“But yeah, we’re totally friends Wells.”
I turned, making my way towards the crowd when Wells called out.
“What about Clarke? She’s here too.”
I stopped, turning my head over my shoulder.
“Good for her. I have nothing to say to her either.”
I pushed through the crowd, glaring.
They all parted, and as I walked away, I could hear them talking about me.
“That’s Y/N Griffin, the twin.”
I rolled my eyes, wrapping my arms around me as I walked away from everyone.
“We know they’ve landed, but communications are down, which means we’re still blind to conditions on the ground. Thanks to Abby’s wristbands, at least we know how those conditions affect the human body. Which is more than we’ve had for a hundred years.”
“There are two dead kids so far. The dark tiles. Jackson, please share your theory with Councilor Kane.”
“Granted they’ve only been on the ground for seven minutes, we believed the fatalities are due to the landing and not radiation levels.”
“Both boys died at the same time that we lost contact with the drop ship.”
Kane scoffed, looking between Abby and Jackson.
“Rough landing? That’s your theory?”
Abby shrugged, looking over at Kane.
“Would you agree, that if it was radiation, we’d see fatalities climb fairly quickly now? Because I’m noticing a lot of red on that board.”
“Spiking vital signs, two possibilities, one, injuries sustained during the landing.”
“They’re excited to be there.”
“Clarke, Clarke listen to me please.”
Wells huffed, coming to a stop.
“I saw Y/N when I was going to the roof, a dozen panels are missing. The heat fried the wires. The communications are dead.”
Clarke looked up from the map she was looking at, casting a glance at Wells.
“I didn’t know she was down here.”
Wells made a face, tilting his head to the side.
“Where else would she be Clarke? She was in the skybox.”
“I thought she was dead.”
Wells shook his head, sighing.
“She’s not eighteen. Neither of you are.”
Clarke glared at Wells, scoffing.
“All that matters right now is getting to Mount Weather.”
Clarke pointed to the place on the map, not bothering to see if Wells was paying attention.
“See? Look, this is us. This is where we need to get to if we want to survive.”
Wells made a face, tilting his head to the side.
“Where’d you learn to do that?”
“Ah, cool map. They got a bar in this town? I’ll buy you a beer.”
Wells looked up at Jasper, huffing.
Jasper took a step back, holding his arms up in front of him.
“Hey, hands off of him. He’s with us.”
Wells took a step back, looking back at the group walking towards him and Clarke.
“Relax. We’re just trying to figure out where we are.”
Bellamy scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“We’re on the ground. That not good enough for you?”
“We need to find Mount Weather. You heard my father’s message. That has to be our first priority.”
Octavia tilted her head to the side, glaring at Wells.
“What, you think you’re in charge here, you and your little princess?”
Clarke huffed, shaking her head.
“Do you think we care who’s in charge? We need to get to Mount Weather not because the Chancellor said so, but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we’ll get and the harder this’ll be. How long do you think we’ll last without those supplies? We’re looking at a twenty-mile trek, okay? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave now.”
“I got a better idea. You two go, find it for us.”
Bellamy turned towards the crowd that was circling them, yelling.
“Let the privileged do the hard work for a change.”
Wells shook his head, glaring at Bellamy.
“You’re not listening. We all need to go.”
Murphy stepped forward, grinning.
“Look at this everybody, the Chancellor of Earth!”
Wells glared, stepping towards Murphy.
“Think that’s funny, huh?”
Finn turned back towards me, shaking his head, grinning as he popped the “p.”
I scoffed, glaring at the back of his head. Finn had found me after I had left Wells, well more like he followed me and watched me try to take my wristband off. He had stepped on a twig, the twig breaking, alerting me that I wasn’t alone. He took one look at me, grinning as he grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind him. He had told me his name was Finn, and since then I’d been trying to get him to let me go, which was proving futile. When we were closer to the dropship, we could hear people cheering and yelling. He shot me a look before he sped up, dragging me behind him.
“Dude what the hell, let me go!”
He pulled me behind him, jumping down. I yelped, landing behind him as he looked up at Murphy.
“Kid’s got one leg, how bout you wait until it’s a fair fight?”
Octavia stepped forward, smirking up at Finn.
“Hey spacewalker, rescue me next.”
I chuckled as Bellamy glared at his sister, pulling my hand free from Finn’s grasp.
“So, Mount Weather, when do we leave?”
I looked up, seeing Clarke and Wells. My eyes widened, and I went to turn when I saw Wells elbow Clarke, nodding towards me.
“How are the two of you going to carry enough food for a hundred?”
Fin grabbed two other kids, shoving them forward before he turned, grabbing me and pulling me back beside him.
“Five of us. Can we go now?”
“Sounds like a party. Make it six.”
I scoffed, shaking my head as I took a step back.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
Fin looked down at me, making a face.
I huffed, looking up at Clarke. She looked shocked to see me, causing me to roll my eyes.
She walked towards me, wrapping her arms around me as she stopped in front of me. I could feel everyone looking at us, and I looked up, seeing Bellamy watching us, an unreadable expression on his face. Clarke let me go, looking me over before her eyes landed on my wrist. She lifted my hand, looking at it before she looked back at me.
“Were you trying to take this off?”
I scoffed, pulling my wrist from her grasp.
“So this wristband transmits your vital signs to the Ark. Take it off, and they’ll think you’re dead.”
I shrugged, tilting my head to the side.
Clarke’s eyes widened, a disbelieving huff escaping.
“I don’t know, do you want mom to think you’re dead? Don’t you want the others to follow us down here in two months? Because they won’t if they think we’re dying.”
I scoffed, shaking my head as I glared at her.
“Abbey signed my death the day she chose to send me to the skybox. I could care less what happens to her or to the others.”
Clarke tilted her head to the side, slightly glaring at me.
“What about Kane then? I know he cares about you.”
“Yeah we both know he wasn’t visiting me because he cared. He just wanted to ensure I’d keep dad’s secret.Too bad you couldn’t.”
She gasped, her eyes cast down to the ground. Wells stepped forward, shaking his head.
“Why don’t you guys get going?”
I shook my head as Clarke looked up at me, tears in her eyes.
“Go ahead sis, but I’m staying here.”
I turned, walking away when a hand grabbed me. I turned, slamming Finn into the hill behind us, my arm on his neck. I looked up at him, glaring.
I let him go as he grinned, walking away.
Callie walked towards Abby, smiling softly at her.
“Hey darling, how’s Clarke?”
“Her vital signs are strong, blood sugar is low. She hasn’t eaten.”
Callie nodded, clearing her throat as she slightly tilted her head.
Abbey looked up, sighing.
“She’s the same as Clarke. But she’s alive.”
They both turned when there was a ringing sound, Abbey picking up the phone.
“This is Dr. Griffin. On my way.”
Abbey looked over at Jackson, yelling out towards him.
“Jackson, put it out there we need blood, O-neg. And a lot of it. And then get your ass to the o.r.”
Callie made a face, looking over at Abby.
“Abby, what’s wrong?”
“The Chancellor has been shot.”
“So you’re the princesses sister?”
I looked up from my place against the tree, scoffing as Bellamy walked towards me. I looked back down at my wrist, jabbing the rock into it.
“You’re trying to get your wristband off, right?”
I made a face, looking up at Bellamy, holding the rock up as I tilted my head to the side.
“What’s it look like I’m doing?”
He grinned, kneeling down.
“Breaking your wrist.”
I scoffed, rolling my eyes as I lowered my hand, jabing the rock back into the cuff.
He reached out, taking my wrist in his hand, stopping me from slamming the rock back down.
I made a face, looking over at him as I lowered my hand.
He reached behind him, flipping a knife in his hand. He let my hand go, taking my hand that had the cuff on it into his. I watched as he placed it in the crevice of the wristband, wiggling it around before the wristband broke off. I sighed in relief as it fell to the ground, Bellamy letting my hand go when I pulled back, rubbing my wrist.
He nodded, standing up, holding his hand out towards me. I made a face, tilting my head up to look at him.
He grinned, slightly shaking his head.
“It’s not safe to be alone with killers and rapists.”
I nodded, placing my hand in his, letting him pull me up.
I was sitting beside Bellamy, watching as a group of boys were taking off one of the wristbands.
“What the hell are you doing?”
I looked up, watching as Wells walked towards us. Bellamy stood up, grinning at Wells, throwing his arm out.
“We’re liberating ourselves. What does it look like?”
“It looks like you’re trying to get us all killed. The communication system is dead. These wristbands are all we got. Take them off, and the Ark will think we’re dying, that it’s not safe for them to follow.”
I scoffed, shaking my head.
“Pretty sure that’s the point.”
Bellamy looked down at me, nodding.
“She’s right Chancellor, that is the point. We can take care of ourselves, can’t we?”
Everyone started yelling their agreements, causing Bellamy to grin at Wells.
“You think this is a game? Those aren’t just our friends and our parents up there. They’re our farmers, our doctors, our engineers. I don’t care what he tells you. We won’t survive here on our own and besides, if it really is safe, how could you not want the rest of our people to come down?”
Wells turned towards me, looking down at me, disbelief in his eyes.
“How could you not want your mother to come down?”
I glared at Wells, looking down at the ground. Bellamy stepped in between us, blocking Well’s view of me, glaring at him.
“My people already are down. Those people locked my people up. Those people killed my mother for the crime of having a second child. They locked Y/N up for being born. Your father did that.”
“My father didn’t write the laws.”
I scoffed, shaking my head.
“No. He enforced them”
Bellamy nodded, grinning slightly.
“But not anymore, not here. Here, there are no laws.”
“Here, we do whatever the hell we want whenever the hell we want. Now, you don’t have to like it, Wells. You can even try to stop it or change it, kill me. You know why? Whatever the hell we want.”
Murphy nodded, lifting his hand up in the air.
“Whatever the hell we want!”
Soon all the others started chanting with him. They all stopped when it thundered, rain starting to fall.
“It’s rain! Real rain!”
I looked up at the sky, closing my eyes, a small smile on my face as the water hit my face.
“We need to collect this.”
Bellamy grinned at Wells, slightly tilting his head.
“Whatever the hell you want.”
Bellamy turned around, not bothering to pay anymore attention to Wells, his gaze landing on Y/N, smiling slightly at her.
“There’s been ten more, back to back.”
Jackson sighed, looking down at Abby.
“One of them is Y/N.”
“Y/N’s wristband went dark. I’m sorry.”
Abby shook her head, sighing.
“But that’s not it. Look at the plasma osmolarity. It’s going up across the board.”
“Councilor Abigail Griffin, you’re under arrest for exceeding the maximum medical supplies allowed for a patient.”
Kane came to a stop in front of Abby, sighing as he looked down at her.
“I’m sorry this has to be public. The policy in these matters are very clear, no special treatment. How much blood did you use Abby?”
Jackson shook his head, looking down at Abby.
“Don’t answer that.”
Abby kept her gaze on Kane, glaring up at him.
“I used whatever it took. Breaking the law to keep you from becoming Chancellor was the easiest decision I’ve ever made.”
“In that case, given your confession, in my role as Chancellor pro tempore, you leave me no choice but to find you guilty.”
“We always have a choice, Kane. You pressed charges against my husband, your friend, even though you knew he would get floated for it. You chose to include my daughter in those charges, and now you’re choosing this. Hiding behind the law absolves you of nothing.”
Kane shook his head, sighing.
“Be that as it may, in accordance with penal code one, because all crimes committed by those above the age of maturity are capital crimes, you are hereby sentenced to death. Execution is set for the morning, and I choose at every turn and at any cost to make sure that the human race stays alive.”
The guards came up behind Abby, grabbing her arms and pulling them behind her back, placing the cuffs on her wrists.
“That’s the difference between us, Kane. I choose to make sure that we deserve to stay alive.”
“Is that what you tell yourself about your decision to turn Y/N in? To give her up as though she was nothing?”
“It doesn’t matter now, she’s dead.”
Kane looked over at Jackson who nodded, showing him her vitals.
“They went dark just awhile ago.”
He lowered the tablet, looking up at Kane.
And there’s part one of my rewrite! I hope you liked it cause my dumb self rewrote this piece like five times. I wanted to try and include the reader as much as I could while trying to have it make sense. Let me know what you think!
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