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Sweet Tooth: *sways cutely*

Me:

One hundred delinquents. Survival seems almost impossible. But not all of them were sent for the same reasons.

Sentenced to set foot on a planet ravaged by radiation, Hannah knows the real threat isn’t always what lies outside. The fight for power, desperation, and the buried secrets among them threaten to tear them apart. And in the middle of the chaos, Bellamy Blake emerges as her greatest obstacle... and her only weakness.

What begins as a forced alliance slowly turns into a connection neither of them expected.

Chapter 1: 100. Miller, Hannah

Chapter 2: 00:00:00

Chapter 3: First breath

Chapter 4: Made to suffer

Chapter 5: What lies ahead

Chapter 6: Earth Kills

Chapter 7: Murphy´s law

Chapter 8: Leadership

Chapter 9: Static

Chapter 10: Born for this

Chapter 11: Don´t look back

Chapter 12: Stay strong

Chapter 13: A world worth fighting for

Chapter 14: Together

Chapter 15: Unity day

Author´s note:

Thank you so much for giving yourself the chance to read this far! I usually have a hard time finding The 100 fanfics that truly catch my attention, which is why I decided to write my own. But I wanted to clarify a few things:

I don’t use “Y/N” because I find it a bit uncomfortable when writing. I always choose a specific name or description for my characters, but you’re totally free to imagine a different name or physical appearance if you prefer.

I want this to be a slow burn story, so it’ll take several chapters before the plot moves toward Bellamy Blake.

I’m not a fan of stories that just copy the original script and only add one or two lines for the main character. I find that boring and repetitive. That’s why I’m trying not to write the chapters exactly the same as in the show and instead create entirely new moments. However, due to the nature of the plot, there will be some parts I just can’t avoid.

summary: you’re waiting for Bellamy to come back from what could be a life saving mission. When he comes back- you learn that things didn’t go as planned. Chaos erupts when black rain starts to fall.

—protective Bellamy, established relationship, second person pov, mention of y/n.

Word count. 2,1k

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The news had been hard to hear, hard to process. Having to mourn your own death alongside the people you love, months before it even happens, it made you work harder in hopes that maybe the plan would work. You would still lose people. But at least you’d be safe with the ones you loved the most. It had always been about sacrifice anyway, you were used to it.

Waiting for Bellamy to come back was torture. You knew he’d be okay- he always was. Didn’t matter how big the fight was you knew he’d always end up coming back in one piece.

He’d been a part of your life for what felt like eternity already- it didn’t matter much if you survived or not. You spent every second you could with him. So that just in case you did die- you’d made the most of the little time you had together.

Though you hated sending him on missions without much backup, the moment you heard the roar of the Rover, your heart jumped and your legs ran before your brain could even realize. You knew he was early- he wasn’t supposed to be back until the next morning.

You and Kane- your dad, were the only ones waiting for them to park and get out of the car. Something was wrong. Call it a gut feeling, but when you say Bellamy’s face emerge from the driver’s seat, your heart sunk.

Bellamy had just gone through a bad couple of months. With everything that went down with Pike, then Ally, and obviously knowing the end of the world was close, he hated feeling this way. He knew he’d brought it upon himself. He was the one who decided to stick with Pike. And it took a hit on you too. Bellamy wasn’t the person you loved anymore. He did anything possible to make you forgive him. You knew he hated everything he’d become. So you stood by him, rebuilt the relationship he’d tainted, and you were so glad.

Being in his arms was more important than knowing what went wrong in that moment. You could tell he just needed you- your touch. He was visibly upset, and your dad knew better than to interrupt whatever was about to happen.

As Bellamy emerged from the car, he smiled tiredly as he saw you. He walked towards you and immediately engulfed you in a hug.

‘Hi’ he said, his chin on top of your head, his hands locked on the back of your hair. You both relaxed at the touch. It felt good. His worries all went away for what seemed like enough time for him to compose himself, and break the hug. His hand on your arm.

‘What happened out there? You’re early.’ Your father demanded, seeing as Bellamy was back to being upset.

‘We were attacked by grounders.’ He stopped for a second to look at you, and took your hand in his. You squeezed it assuring him to keep going. ‘One of them shot an arrow into a barrel of hydrazine. We lost one.’ He stopped to look back at Kane.

‘We’ll figure something out. We always do. Right?’ You chimed in, and Bellamy smiled at you. He loved your enthusiasm. You’d always been the positive one of the group. Some people found it annoying. Some didn’t. You always ended up being right most times anyway. Positivity doesn’t hurt, clearly.

‘Welcome back.’ Kane huffed quickly as his eyes started scanning the sky.

It’d turn a weird shade of grey. You’d had thunder before. Rain, storms, but it never quite looked that way. All three of you stayed silent waiting for something to happen until a droplet of rain fell on your hand that wasn’t holding Bellamy’s.

You quickly backed away as you hissed. ‘Shit.’

Bellamy looked at you, concerned. He felt you back away. Then he heard you curse. That’s when he noticed the visible blister on your hand, he panicked.

‘Black rain. Sound the damn alarm!’ He yelled to Kane as you all realized you were fucked.

‘Black rain! Get cover! Everyone get inside, leave your things!’

Chaos erupted within Arcadia. People being hit as the rain started falling harder, screaming and crying left and right.

Bellamy ushered you inside as he tried to shelter you both with his jacket. The rain still hitting both of you, your neck, your hands.. but it was packed up already. Barrels of water waiting for when the day would finally hit.

Crazy how it only took less than twenty second for the floor to turn to mud, the wind to pick up. It was impressive to see.

The moment you crossed the door you threw your shirt over your head. The only thing you wanted to feel in that moment was the relief of the water hitting the burns on your body. And once it did- you felt 10 times better.

You’d already half undressed as Bellamy closed the door and went through the same process.

And you couldn’t help staring. That was a horrible thing to do in such a moment- and yet you literally couldn’t peel your eyes away.

You’d seen Bellamy undressed more times than you could count- and yet you still acted like a 15 year old having a big stupid crush everytime you caught a glimpse of him. It was quite embarrassing.

You put your wild thoughts aside as you started helping others. You were better off doing that than whatever you were doing before.

You were helping Harper with her back when Bellamy asked you and Kane where Octavia was.

‘She left, Bell. Awhile ago. But it’s Octavia, I know for a fact she’s hiding in a cave somewhere waiting for it to pass. Don’t worry about her, I’m sure she’s fine.’ You answered as he walked towards you, his concern now going to you.

‘Are you okay? Are you hurt?’ His eyes scanned your body as Harper told you to go with him. Assuring that she was fine.

‘I’m okay, Bellamy. The water made it go away. Are you okay?’ It was your turn to scan his body. Not sexually this time.

‘Yeah. I’m okay.’

Before you could answer, someone was screaming outside. Not everyone has made it inside.

Before you could protest or even help Bellamy and Kane were already outside bringing the person in. They passed him to other people so that he could be taken to the infirmary as they once again treated themselves with the water from the barrel. The man’s injuries were way worst than yours since he’d been out there longer.

Bellamy eyed you, comforted that you were okay and not hurt. He didn’t know what he’d do if you were hurt. He could never even imagine losing you.

He went to retrieve both of your shirts from the ground as he gave you yours, and you thanked him.

What a shame he had to get dressed again.

He was about to say something sassy- you could tell. But before he could even get a word out, Kane’s radio echoed.

It was Mark Colton. His son, Peter was one of the hundred juveniles sent to the ground with you. They were stuck out there, asking for help. And the minute you saw Bellamy’s eyes twitch you knew he’d go out there. And you weren’t gonna let him go alone.

Before Bellamy could even process it, you were handing him one of the suit as yours was already halfway done on your body.

‘What do you think you’re doing?’ He asked as he took the suit, your dad knowing well he couldn’t stop you even if he tried.

‘We’re going out there aren’t we? Peter and Mark need us. Get in the suit, Bell.’

‘No. It’s out of the question. I’m going out there, you’re staying here.’

‘Too late for that. I’m already suited up. If you think you’re doing this alone you’re out of your damn mind.’

‘And if you think I’m letting you go with me and risk your life you’re out of yours. You’re not coming, Y/n’

‘The hell i’m not! You’re not stopping me Bellamy. You once told me I was the most stubborn person you’ve ever met. Remember? Let me show you stubborn. I’m going out there whether you like it or not.’ You fought back. You were calm, mostly. But when you were pissed, no one was getting in your way. Especially not Bellamy. You were both more alike than any other pair in Arkadia. Possibly even on earth.

Bellamy let out a loud sigh. There was truly no stopping you, and he knew it. He looked at Kane for help, maybe he could knock some sense into you. But the man just nodded his head, giving some sort of permission. Nobody was stopping you.

‘You’re not gonna back down are you?’

‘You know I’m not. If we wanna have a chance to save them, we have to go. Now!’ You hurried him, both now waiting for Kane to open the door.

‘You run to the Rover and you don’t stop, you hear me? The suits aren’t made for Acid. I don’t think they’re gonna last very long.’ Bellamy said, his hand in yours. Waiting for your signal.

‘Okay. Let’s go.’

You nodded your head and you both took off running.

The bottles of water in your hands, your feet muddy, your breaths, panting, because the suits were in fact, not made for acid. Bellamy opened the back of the Rover , pushed you inside as he jumped in after you.

You could only hear your breaths and groans as you both took your suits off at the same time. They were off in a matter of seconds and the waters hitting your bodies made you both sigh in relief, again.

‘Are you okay?’ You asked him as your legs were laid out and your back was touching the bench of the rover.

Bellamy, still panting, answered. ‘Yeah. How are you feeling?’

‘Like shit.’ You stiffed a laugh as he smiled at you. Your jokes always made him feel better. The pain and stress was gone. And now you had to rescue Mark and Peter.

You both made your way to the front of the car. Bellamy in the driver’s seat and you in the passenger seat.

‘Bellamy, come in! Are you both okay?’ Your father’s voice resonated in the Rover through Bellamy’s radio.

‘Yeah, we’re fine.’ He reassured the man.

‘Bellamy it’s Mark. Are you there?’

‘I’m here.’ Bellamy answered, visibly uncomfortable. They didn’t have long.

‘I can’t breathe, Bellamy. Hurry, please.’ Mark was coughing.

‘Are you on the move yet? Peter doesn’t look good.’ He finished.

‘He’s been through worse. He’ll get through this too. We’re on our way.’

‘Copy that, Bellamy. Thanks.’ The man was barely audible through the coughs he let out.

‘Bellamy, Y/n, go to the private channel.’ Kane’s voice resonated once again.

Bellamy obliged.

‘Bellamy, you guys don’t have much time. You have to hurry. You keep my daughter safe and don’t take risks. This is big enough.’

Before Bellamy could answer, Kane spoke again.

‘You heard the part where I said keep my daughter safe, right? She gets hurt we’ll have problems.’

You rolled your eyes with a hint of a smile as Bellamy pressed the radio.

‘Yes sir. Loud a clear. She’s safe with me. Don’t worry.’

He looked at you as he said that. And your heart melted.

‘I mean it. I won’t ever let anything happen to you. This was already risky. You need to stop wanting to sprint towards danger. I can’t lose you.’ He came closer.

‘Hey, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.’ You put your hands on both sides of his face before continuing.

‘We’re in this together, right? We keep each other safe. We’ve been doing that since we came down and it’s been working so far. I don’t plan on dying anytime soon. So you better not either.’

‘Definitely not planning on dying. I go where you go. Remember? You’re not getting rid of me that easily.’ He smiled, his hands finding your waist.