You're My Sister!

by Rysgirl34

Corey is born the twin of someone on the Ark, who she doesn't know. Years after her birth she was arrested and sent down to the ground with the 100. How can someone who believes in peace survive in a place where violence thrives? How exactly can the violence and harsh reality of the ground change the members of the 100? How can someone born in space hold the same blood rarities as

1. Chapter 1

I was born up here in space, on a large shuttle that was considered the saving of humanity. The Ark. Humanity has been up here for the last 99 years since the Earth had been overcome with war and was left as nothing more than a radiation soaked waste land. Stuck here on the Ark I would like to say I had it easy after all I was raised in Alpha station, did excellent in all of my classes, had a loving family, I was in line for a great job, everything was great! Or at least that's what I thought.

But it all went to hell after I turned fifteen, see I was born the younger twin, to whom I'm not sure, and due to the law restricting each family to have only one child I was taken from my biological family and for some unknown reason I was pardoned and placed in the care of a woman who was unable to have children along with her husband. Fifteen years later I was arrested for stealing media equipment and for assaulting a guard.

So for the past two years I have been in the sky box my dad would visit me often and he was the one who told me that I was born a younger twin but he refused to tell me who my "family" was. I saw him every visitation though and he always shared stories and spoke happily with me until visitation was over.

Something my dad had always told me that helped get me through my time in the box was; life could present you with strange things but the key was knowing how to live and overcome those things. See before I got locked up I lived with my mom and my dad, we were a pretty well off family, my mom was a doctor, and my dad was in the pharmaceuticals. I never grew up without the love or care I deserved in fact I got more then plenty of it. I grew up around two successful and intelligent people who as soon as they could began teaching me about everything they knew.

My mom was an amazing person and had actually been diagnosed with terminal brain cancer when I was thirteen, and had been floated because of it later that year. The council didn't want to waste the resources on someone who had no chance of survival and who would just waste those limited resources. So that just left me and my dad and he was still alive and well and even with my imprisonment he gave me more love than one could ever ask for.