The story starts at the beginning of the first season. Some things will be similar to the show, and some will be very different.

The story will be written from various points of view.

Enjoy :)


CPOV

As the drop ship landed roughly on the ground, I couldn't help but wonder about the earth. If it would be as amazing as I thought it would be, or even more so. The perfect vision of the earth is what kept me from cringing at the extreme pain that took over my body. None of it mattered.

A quick glance to my right resulted in rage and fury welling up inside me. The person that inflicted those feelings was wells. He was my ex, and the person who got my father killed. They weren't unrelated, of course.

People started to come to their senses, and they wanted to open the door. One of them actually reached for it.

"Wait," I said as I unbuckled and got up from my chair. I walked over to him, so that I'd face both him, and everyone else who was watching. "The air could be toxic."

"If the air is toxic we're all gonna dead anyway." He said and pushed the door open. He wasn't wrong per se but his logic bothered me. We can't afford to be careless. We can't take anything for granted. The fresh air pulled me out of my head and into the real world.

It was beautiful. No picture that they've shown us on the ark could've captured it's beauty. It's essence. Everyone poured out of the drop ship and into the outdoors. I let myself be awed for a couple of seconds. But then it was over, and my rational mind took over again.

I couldn't help but notice that when that guy, whose name was Bellamy, I later recalled, opened the door, it wasn't for himself, but for his sister. Even as we got out his eyes were on her, both worrying and admiring. God, I wanted a brother.

"We need to build a camp," I said. There are things that we had to do to survive and someone had to take responsibility. "We need to find water and food." People were starting to gather around me, no doubt willing to work with me to build a camp. Until Bellamy talked, that is.

"Or," he said, annoyingly confident, "we can just do whatever the hell we want." People started cheering him. Cheering.

"What do you mean whatever the hell we want?!" I asked, legitimately outraged. Of course people would follow that. It's what they wanted. But how was he supposed to take care of them? "Our supplies won't last for all of us for more than a week."

"Let's make it simple then, princess," he said that to me, and then turned to everyone else. "We'll split the supplies, and you can each choose who's camp you want. You can go ahead and look for water. We're staying right here, and we're staring a fire, and we're gonna enjoy our first day of true freedom." People cheered again, only this time it sounded like a roar. At that point I decided that he was insane. Nothing else could explain that behavior. But he was charismatic, so people followed.

I walked away from his group and found a quiet place to talk to mine. We split into groups, each responsible for another necessity. Water, food, shelter.

We managed quiet well, and time flew by. We found a river, and dug a slim path for the water to flow to our camp. We created nets to catch fish and baskets to carry fruits from the trees. We made plans to build cabins once we had enough logs, and already started collecting them. Things were going all. So well, in fact, that we all took a break at evening, and just sat down and relaxed.

I sat with my back to a tree, and was filled with satisfaction over what we had achieved in one day. That great feeling was ruined when Wells came up to me.

"Don't," I said, before he could say anything else. "I'm not in the mood."

"When are you going to talk to me?" If I didn't know any better I would've seen the pain in his eyes. As it was, my fury blinded me to anything but the fact that he's the reason I was never going to see my father again.

I answered him with a glare. He was about to continue but, luckily, Finn came. "Back off wells. She doesn't wanna talk to you."

"This is none of your business." The rise in testosterone around them was almost palpable. I didn't not have the energy for a macho fight right then.

"No, but it's mine. Please leave me alone Wells, I don't know what else to do to make you do that." My voice conveyed just how exasperated I felt. He must've picked up on that, because he left with a frown.

Finn sat next to me with a satisfied look on his face. I didn't have the energy to be bothered by that.

"Is he bugging you?"

"I can handle him, but thanks." I was not thankful.

"What did he even do to make you so angry?"

"I don't wanna talk about it," I said, and meant it.

"Okay, let's talk about something else. How are you holding up? With the weight of humanity on your shoulders and all.."

I chuckled at that. "Terrified." I said and looked at him. The amount of affection I saw in them seemed infinite. It's unbelievable that it happened in this one day. He's known me on the ark but has never looked at me like that.

He brushed hair away from my face and then left his hand near my face, gently tracing the line of my cheek. "I've never seen anyone do what you did. I've never seen anyone as smart, and positive, and caring and just... if anyone can do that, it's you. I have complete faith in you." He paused for a few moments, and when he saw that I didn't answer he continued "I must sound like an idiot, thinking all that after one day. But I HAS been one heck of a day."

I laughed softly, and genuinely, but was still speechless. "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything," He said, and kissed me. It was just like in the movies. He seemed almost as surprised as I was. I felt so exhausted, and alone, that his touch comforted me in ways I never knew I needed. I let myself drown in that moment, taking in every ounce of affection he conveyed.

We kissed for a few moments, and then he pulled away. A smile slowly showed on his face, that turned from pure happiness to adoration and empathy. "Are you tired?"

It was then I realized my eyes were half closed. "Very."

"Come on," he said as he leaned back against the trunk of the tree and gestured for me to come closer to him. "You deserve a good night's sleep." Then, guessing my thoughts, he added "they'll be fine. I'm sure they can find a place to sleep."

His warmth against the chill of the night seemed like a blessing, and I happily snuggled against him. I guess it really was one heck of a day. I fell asleep instantly, but not before sparing one thought to Bellamy, and how his camp was doing. I'd deal with the tomorrow, I decided, and dozed off.


So this is the first chapter of the story... Hope you liked it :)

I'll try to upload a new chapter once a week.

I'd love to hear what you think of the story, both good and bad reviews would be appreciated :D

P.S.

I know it might seem like it, but this is NOT a flarke story. I'm just preparing the ground for the next chapters.

*If you decided not to follow please look at chapter 8 "A Question For You, The Readers", it would really help me a lot :)