Author's Note: This story is set very differently from the show. After Clarke defeated ALIE, there is no second Praimfaya. The second Praimdaya doesn't exist for the purpose of the plot that I am attempting to create. I will be taking a different approach to it, so it'll be very different from the show.
Eden Lockwood had a lot of regrets. She regretted throwing Britany Porter's face into the bathroom mirror and throwing her tiny fists into the girl's sides until a guard heard the commotion and barged his way in to separate them. She regretted being one of the 'special ones' thrown into the dropship in the hopes of both saving some air on the Ark as well as to see whether or not earth was survivable. She regretted most of her bitter words shot to her now friends when she had figured them nothing more than nuisances. It was safe to say Eden had always been a horrible person, but she had managed to grow as best as she could over her time on earth.
On the Ark, she came from Alpha Station like Wells and Clarke, daughter to Imogen and Jameson Lockwood, two guards with one of them having a place in the council. It was safe to say she'd always been spoiled, always well cared for just because her parents managed to give her that life. She had far few friends, however, but that was only due to her superiority complex she carried on her shoulders that made her blind. She thought herself better than what she was, better than anyone on the Ark, even the Chancellor himself. Besides, Emerson and Isabella were great companions at the time. They were as arrogant as she had been.
She had known Clarke Griffin then, too. The two had many classes together and were actually partners in a science based class, but they didn't get along. Unlike Eden, Clarke didn't really take her privileges as serious. She was a down-to-earth funny girl that was easy to get along with. Her mother was the main doctor of the Ark, and her father was an amazing engineer. Despite all of that, Clarke was a good person. Eden had hated that.
Weirdly enough, however, Eden didn't even find out about Clarke's arrest until the 100 were thrown into the dropship. She was arrested about a month before hers had. It was after classes had finished when Eden had decided to use the restroom on the way back to her quarters, washing her hands by the time Britany Porter had entered the restroom, unfortunately alone.
It started off simple. The girls knew they didn't like each other. The normal animosity between two teenage girls as it always was. The two girls argued for about three minutes when Britany finally made the mistake of saying something she probably regretted now as she washed her hands with a satisfied smirk on her face. Eden couldn't even remember what it was now, but she knew it had something to do with her, Emerson, and Isabella engaging in something because Eden couldn't lose her 'V-Card' with anyone willing.
Seeing red, Eden had grabbed Britany by her blonde locks and slammed her head into the mirror, watching in satisfaction as she keeled over and stumbled to her rear in shock. But given that Eden was also unfair, she took advantage and began swinging as hard as she could with her fists, repeatedly battering the poor girl in the face until a guard had entered and jerked her away. Since Britany technically didn't fight back, Eden had been the one arrested. She often wondered where the blonde girl was now. The things she would say...(definitely not an apology, but she'd probably say something else that was almost as meaningful).
Anyway, that was how Eden Lockwood had gotten locked up(no pun intended). Her parents had visited, of course, but mostly just to chastise her on how irresponsible she had been. Emerson and Isabella didn't visit her once. She tried not to let that get to her. Really, she tried not to let the fact that she didn't really have any true friends get to her. But she knew, deep down at least, that wasn't there fault. Eden could be...unbearable, so to speak.
It had taken about eight months before her door had opened and two guards came in demanding she turn around and hold out her right wrist. Not wanting to get in trouble, she had immediately obliged, hissing in pain as the needles from the bracelet pierced her skin. That was her only comfort, weirdly enough. If she had to wear something that would transfer vital signs, they weren't going to float her.
And when they hit the ground, everything had changed for her simultaneously. She initially tried to keep whatever reputation she had up by blatantly telling Bellamy she shouldn't have to work because that's not what she did on the Ark. That gave her a one way ticket to the meat house where she spent four hours spreading their kill and getting all nasty and sweaty. Testing Bellamy was never a good idea. She knew that then.
It was lonely, at first, with the delinquents. Most of them had easily befriended each other and got along great. Having already knew about Eden Lockwood, most of them avoided her. The only person who didn't had been Clarke, which Eden had hated her for. For someone who was as kind as she was on the Ark be as caring on the ground, Eden wished she had that gene.
Anyway, Clarke had pretty much taken Eden under her wing, so to speak. She included her in most of her thought processes that she didn't want to share with Bellamy or Finn, at the time. Eden, as she always was, usually responded with a snarky remark or insult, but she slowly began to actually give full fledged responses of her thoughts instead of the constant front she put up. She would never admit it, even now, but she Clarke had become her best friend. She still was, somewhat, even if they hardly saw each other now.
Clarke had helped her with most of the others, too. They had still avoided her due to her negative attitude, but they eventually warmed up to her(it took a lot longer than Eden had wanted, but she wasn't about to complain now since she was no longer lonely). She mainly stayed close with Raven and Bellamy now, however.
And so Eden Lockwood survived as best as she could. Being one of the privileged, it was hard for her to adjust to this new life, but Clarke and Bellamy helped her out. She had been useless with a gun and any sort of weaponry they could create, so Clarke had decided to give her a try at being a medical help instead. Every evening in the dropship camp, the blonde helped her understand almost everything she did, what with medicines, surgeries, etc. Eden helped a lot of their people if anything ever happened. She still wasn't as good as Clarke, but she was good enough in her absence.
She was kept alive by the delinquents and her companions in Mount Weather. Being one of the 48, Eden helped Jasper and the others out with the small rebellion they attempted against Mount Weather's clutches. She was a little hurt that Clarke had left her there, but she had to understand it was probably for the best. Eden, luckily, wasn't one of the many that had forced blood transfusions. If it wasn't for Monty, Clarke, and Bellamy, she'd probably be dead by now.
And then came ALIE and the union of Skaikru and the Grounders. Eden played little part in any of it. She had been offered the chip many times, even nearly forced, but she thankfully never took it. Instead, she did what she could as who she was: a selfish girl who became slightly less selfish; it wasn't a picture perfect redemption for herself, but she did what she could.
As for her parents, the two wanted nothing to do with her. They still found her a disappointment for what she did to Britany, but Eden didn't care. Maybe she really didn't regret it. If it hadn't been for that fight, she'd have never befriended Clarke or met any of the delinquents. She wouldn't have learned all the medical knowledge Clarke helped her with. She wouldn't have become who she was now, walking through Arkadia and gathering as much supplies as she could for Jasper, Monty and Harper after their altercation thanks to Jasper's influence with ALIE. The bastard had taken the chip and was forced to hurt them, but Monty and Harper had suffered the worst of it.
Thanks to Raven, Clarke had supposedly been able to shut down the City of Light, and now they just waited for her return along with their people.
"Bandages, alcohol - er...moonshine, and...pain killers," she mumbled to herself quietly as she piled what little they had into her arms before making her way back to the big computer where the four remained, chugging the drinks Jasper had salvaged. Music was blasting from the tiny radio Monty had fixed, all of them humming to the merry tune that really didn't appeal to Eden's personal taste.
"Alright, guys, sit down and show me what hurts," she demanded as she arrived, dumping her supplies into the middle.
"We're fine, Lockwood," Harper smiled. "Let us gloat for the end."
"Yeah, I bet you'll still be saying that when you get an infection from that head injury. Thank you, Jasper." The male, who seemed to be leaning across the computers watching Raven worked, lifted a cup in her 'gratitude'. Shaking her head, she pulled Harper's seat toward herself and began to clean up the dried blood from her forehead. "Any luck with contacting Polis, Raven? Has Clarke or Bellamy called?"
"Nope...radio silence for now," Raven grunted, finally sliding herself out from underneath the wires. She raised a hand and let Jasper pull her gently to her feet, stumbling a bit from the metal contraption that still wound itself around her bad leg. "Is that worry I detect, Lockwood? I didn't think you were capable of that emotion."
Eden smiled. "I'm not just a spoiled brat, Reyes. Not when it comes to her." And that wasn't a lie. She owed everything to Clarke. She considered her the sole reason she was still alive. She eyed the computer screens with a look of concern. "I'm guessing the mainframe is still down? Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Wasn't much of a computer geek on the Ark. Took more to writing."
"Uh...yeah, it's still down. But, um...I'm gonna need all of you to clear out, anyway. I'll need quiet to fix everything. I promise to call if I hear from Clarke or Bellamy, but for now...go clean yourselves up. You all stink." Monty and Harper giggled as they got up and grabbed the radio, about to scurry out.
"Hey, you two, get to the infirmary! I still have to look you over! And no sex on the cots!" Eden shouted after them, shaking her head with a look of disdain as she looked back up at Jasper, gesturing to his left cheek. "Want me to stitch that up for you, big guy?"
"Nah. Girls dig scars on guys. Just leave it," he brushed her hands away, instead grabbing a cup of the alcoholic beverage and downing the rest before he left, leaving only Raven and Eden in the room.
"Lockwood, that means you, too."
"Actually, I wanted to talk to you..."
"This really isn't a great time, Eden, I have to-"
"Please?"
Raven looked up at her, obviously going to argue again, but the look on Eden's face stopped her. Sighing irritably, she grabbed Monty's forgotten chair and sat herself down, gripping the tabletop as she suddenly grunted in pain. Eden knew almost instantly it was her leg. Taking initiative, she walked forward and grabbed it, slowly beginning to maneuver it so she could stretch it while they talked.
"That guy...the one Clarke, Bellamy, and all of them left with..."
"King Roan?"
"Was that his name?"
"Yeah, he's um...apparently he's the leader of Azgeda now. Or Ice Nation. Agh...can you pull it-? Yeah, there... Um...Lexa had fought him in some kind of ring and instead of killing him like the chance she had, she murdered his mother so he could take over. Clarke told me everything. Why do you ask?"
"Was just curious... I was sure I'd seen him before. Not here, though, but...I feel like I saw him a long time ago, I just can't - oh, I'm sorry!" She had accidentally pulled a little too hard, making Raven's face convert into a look of pain.
"Oh, I'm sorry...I didn't..." Eden quickly backed away, choosing to lean on the computer desk instead. "I was just wondering if we'd met him any other time."
"Clarke and Bellamy had. He had kidnapped Clarke to turn her into Polis when everyone was hunting her as Wanheda. Bellamy got his ass kicked. I think you're just assuming things, Lockwood. We've never seen him before, I'm sure of it," Raven sighed, struggling to get to her feet, but when Eden went to help, she was denied quickly. "Now I really need you to get out of here, so I can..."
"Raven, come in! It's Bellamy. Are you there?"
The two stopped almost instantly, turning toward the radio with looks of shock.
"Raven, I repeat, are you there?"
Raven practically flew to the radio, taking up the PTT into her hands and quickly hissing into it, "Bellamy, we're here. All of us, Harper, Monty, Jasper, Eden... What's going on? Is everyone okay? Did Clarke do it? Is everyone-?"
"Slow down, slow down... Yes, everything's perfectly fine. Everyone's okay. Clarke's here. The City of Light was destroyed," Bellamy replied.
Eden smiled a breath of relief. Clarke was okay, she had lived...
"So everyone's heading back?"
"Uh...not quite."
Raven paused, looking confused. She exchanged a glance with Eden, who shrugged.
"What do you mean?" she asked finally.
"Well...we're gonna need to make some room at Arkadia for a meeting. It would seem..." Bellamy paused for a long time. For a moment, Eden was worried he got cut off.
But then she heard Clarke's voice.
"Roan was shot in Polis, and I fixed him. But now...he wants to discuss Skaikru and Azgeda on our turf. Apparently...there are some things that are unspoken as of right now. Get everyone here and tell them the news. We're about to have visitors."