This is my first fic so I'm sorry if its bad... Also this is a bellarke story but there will be a lack of interactions between the two in the first few chapters. Hope you like it.
prologue
The last time Clarke saw Bellamy he was fighting for his life against one of the grounders. Finn ran to help him and Clarke swore that was the last time she was going to see either of them again. As much as she wanted to run out and help them she knew the hundred needed her and they needed to get rid of the grounders around their camp.
The gates closed and Clarke just stood there, stunned and unable to breathe until she heard the commotion around her about how the ship wasn't launching, and saw they were trying to kill the grounder leader,Anya.
"What the hell is going on Jasper! We need it to launch now!" Clarke screamed.
The grounders were banging on the door trying to pry it open and if Jasper didn't get it to work soon, they probably would. Finally it launched and Clarke knew it was over. She thought about Finn and how she would never see him again. How even though he broke her heart she did care about him and didn't want him to die. She then thought about Bellamy. Bellamy smiled a little to herself. He was such a arrogant, Stubborn, pain in the ass but she needed was she going to take care of camp without him, or survive without him? She needed him.
The drop ship doors opened and all they could see was black. Smoke and bodies everywhere. Clarke was the first to step out. All she saw was destruction, destruction that they caused. She felt sick at the thought of it all. It only had been 29 days. 29 days and already 18 dead, well 20 now including Bellamy and finn and then not to mention all the others that probably died because of this. Clarke was about to set up a search party to search for things that they can salvage and reuse but then there were lasers pointing at them.
Grenades were been thrown into camp. Most people started screaming because they thought they were about to be blown into pieces. But that was not what it was, the grenades started spraying out red smoke and men and women with masks and guns started entering the camp. Clarke fell to the ground, she now felt actually sick. As she was blacking out someone picked her up and dropped her into the back of a big truck along with the rest of the remaining hundred. Clarke tried to move and keep herself awake to try to see what the hell was going on. She couldn't do it. She felt every part of her body fall asleep and then she was out.
Chapter One
Bellamy's POV
Of freaking course. Of course out of everyone, Finn had to be the one to come and help wasn't that he didn't like spacewalker, it was just that he and Finn were two completely opposite people.
When the drop shit door closed Bellamy thought that this was the end, his luck ran out and he was finally going to die. He was glad he said goodbye to Octavia and although he hated to admit it, he knew she was going to be alright with Lincoln because he loved her almost as much as Bellamy did and would protect her.
He was waiting, waiting to then the drop ship didn't launch and Bellamy was pulled roughly out of his daze by Finn. "RUNN" Finn was screaming and they both darted for the tunnels.
All the grounders ran to the door trying to open it leaving Finn and him to try to get as far as they can from there as fast as they can. Bellamy thought how this was probably the fastest he ever ran in his life. He felt the flames behind them, creeping up and then as soon as he felt the heat it was gone and Bellamy collapsed.
"Are you alright?" he heard Finn asked.
Bellamy took a second to get himself together.
"Im Fine." he answered in his usual annoyed and disgruntled tone, obviously he was not fine by the look of his face, which was brutally beaten by the grounder, and the burns he got on his arms and legs from the fire.
"We should go back to camp to check on the-" and Finn was cut off by Bellamy knocking him to the ground.
"Shutup" Bellamy hissed.
"Bu-" Finn retorted, obviously confused at what Bellamy was staring at.
"Shh" Bellamy hissed again and pointed to the camp.
Bellamy got up and hid behind the bush to see what the hell was going on. He saw trucks, at least 4. They were huge army trucks with a dozen men in each carrying guns and wearing masks. They were going in the direction of thought of all the people who were still there. Jasper, Miller, Raven, Clarke. He didn't know why but when he thought of Clarke his heart started racing, he needed to know if she was alright. He shook the thought from his head. Why did he care? It was just the princess. Quickly dismissing his thoughts, He grabbed Finn by the collar and dragged him to get up and follow him. Finn and Bellamy were trailing behind the cars until the trucks came to a stop and Finn and Bellamy dropped to the ground.
They pretty close to camp. The people were close enough to camp to see the hundred but far enough that the hundred wouldn't notice them. He saw her though. Clarke she was alright. He sighed a breath of relief.
"I see Clarke and Jasper, but where are the others, where is Raven?" Finn whispered to Bellamy.
"I have no idea, but my question is why are these men just standing around? What the hell are they waiting for?" Bellamy questioned.
"We should go warn Clark-" and just when Finn was about to finish saying Princess's name, Bellamy was again pushing him down to the ground to hide.
All at once, they stepped out of the vehicle and grabbed what Bellamy was pretty sure were
grenades. Just as he was about to scream out to clarke to take cover they pulled the pins off the Grenades and instead of an explosion there was just red smoke spilling out of them. The smoke was causing the hundred to become drowsy and pass out.
Bellamy was frozen in his place. Were they dead or just unconscious? He then saw Clarke. One of the only people left who were still standing. He could tell that the princess was trying to fight it. She was pushing away the guards until she collapsed. A guard picked her up and made way back to the trucks. Bellamy felt guilt and anger. Guilty because he couldn't even try to help them because if he did, he too would be knocked out, and Anger because he couldn't stand the fact that anyone would ever hurt Clarke in anyway or would ever go against Clar-. Bellamy stopped himself before he could indulge in his thoughts any longer. He was being stupid. He needed to protect his people.
He felt Finn behind him and sensed that he too was feeling the same way. Contemplating what they can do. He then saw Finn start toward Clarke and as much as he wanted to do the same, he knew he couldn't. He had to be a leader and try to focus on the bigger picture.
Bellamy pulled Finn back. "We will be knocked out too if we go over there. I know you want to help but we can't"
"Bu-but look at Clarke. She is fighting so hard to stay awake, we need to do something! We can't just let these assholes take our people!" Finn responded anxiously.
"We are going to get them back I promise. We are. But we can't just go storming into that 2 verse 30. Its not smart and we need to play smart." Bellamy paused, trying to think of what to say next. "We will follow the truck as far as we can. We are hurt, and we need to gather our strength and supplies. We will get them back." Bellamy spoke in his confident leader voice.
Just as he said that the trucks began to move out and he saw her again. Except this time she was out. The princess wasn't fighting anymore she was down and seeing her like that, so vulnerable, made Bellamy so much more determined to find her, and the others. Bellamy got up and began to trail behind the trucks.
"lets go spacewalker."
Clake's POV
When Clarke woke up all she could see was white. Once her eyes adjusted to her surroundings she could still only see white. She was in a room with white walls and floors. She was sitting up in her white twin bed. As she looked around she saw another white bed beside her. It was empty. She turned to get out of bed and when her feet touched the ground it was like ice. Clarke stood up and headed for the door and tried desperately to open it. It wouldn't budge so she started banging on the window.
She then saw Monty's face appear in the window across from her. Clarke never thought she would be so happy to see Monty.
"Monty! What is going on!" She screamed so that maybe he could hear her.
She figured he couldn't hear her because she saw him mouth the word "What"
Clarke was getting frustrated and deep down she was scared. She has no idea what was going on, why she was in this cell, where the rest of the 100 were, and what happened to Finn and Bellamy.
Clarke was again thinking back to the the sight she'd seen back at camp. Her tears were gathering up in her eyes as she tried to stop herself from she couldn't, She slid down the door and was hysterically crying. Clarke's thoughts started to consume her and she was pulled out of the bubble of self control she usually had up around her.
This is all my fault…. 20 of our own died today and I'm still here, barely a scratch on me. Why? Everyone thinks I'm this great freakin' healer but I'm not, anyone can do it if they tried. So why am I still okay?
Clarke's guilt was overwhelming her. She was practically sobbing all over the place. Gasping every time she tried to take a breath.
Pull it together Clarke. Don't do this now.
one. two. three.
After three Clarke started to calm down. When Clarke was a little girl she would always be anxious and nervous. Her father, Jake, always told her that whenever she was stressed, nervous, or scared that she should close her eyes and count to three. Three seconds, that was all she gave herself. Then she snapped back to reality like it was clockwork.
Clarke got up off the floor, wiped her tears and sat on the bed. She had to think. Where the hell could they be? Could they be different type of grounders that are technologically advanced? She doubted it but really who else could still be down here?
The door then made a clicking sound and it opened. In stepped a tall, lanky, man in a lab coat holding a white folder in his hands.
"Hello Clarke Griffin. Welcome to Mount Weather."
