So I've decided to make multiple short stories of different characters within the show the 100. This is the first of probably many because I enjoy the characters! some will be dirty, some not, so there will be different character mash up so if they don't make sense together then don't worry about it, there just separate and I don't want to make different stories for each, I figured this would be a good idea.
Leave me a review and tell me what you think of the idea :)
While plummeting down to earth and the pressure of the incomplete cabin crushing her body, tears were starting to form with the fear of being incapable of survival. The metal around her shook and jerked from the speed it was being pulled at by the gravity of the earth. She'd broken through the atmosphere, the cabin staying intact and the heat starting to ride. It wasn't insulated properly, the suit around her was heating up to temperatures her body could almost not handle and her limb would not move due to her fear. The necklace around the lever in front of her bounced and shook violently before falling to the ground. She had to shut her eyes now, and the moisture from the tears built up in the corners of her eyes before falling quickly from the shaking of the cabin. She didn't think she'd make it now. But before...
Dr. Abigail Griffon, part of the counsel, had approached her earlier that month with an inquisition. As a young mechanic, she was confident and determined to fix up this cabin for flight. It's destination was Earth, the beautiful homeland which they came from and were incidentally kicked off of almost one hundred years ago.
It was supposed to be both of them travelling to Earth in the cabin, only Dr. Griffon had been discovered. So, Raven Reyes, the young, intelligent mechanic who was fixing up the shuttle, had to take it alone.
It was unfinished at the time of discovery, Raven had to power up and fly off in a cabin that wasn't completely pressurized or ready for landing, but she did it none-the-less. She trusted herself to fly the ship to Earth, or trusted the ship to fly her to Earth.
Sticking the landing was somewhere in the odds of catching a fly with chopsticks and landing on your feet after jumping from a three story building, it was both unlikely and dangerous. She may get severe brain damage – or worse, death.
She didn't remember the landing, she barely even remembered the person who pulled her out of the cabin but when she came to, she was lying in tall grass with a blue sky over head. White and grey clouds floated across the sky carelessly as if they were floating in soup. She didn't realize she was seeing double until a face came into view. Both faces (that were actually the same face, only Raven hadn't yet realized) were surrounded by blonde hair, which was fair and long and was pushed back over a shoulder so it wouldn't fall in Raven's face. There was two pairs of blue eyes, both dark and troubled, looking down at her with a questioning look. The pale face was dirty, with scratches and marks across it as if the girls had been running through a thick forest.
The faces soon turned into one and Raven realized now that she'd landed. This person must have pulled her from the ship and now, with a dizzy sort of feeling, Raven tried to sit up.
"The radio," The girl said, which took Raven a minute to understand. "Where is it?" Her voice was determined and and waiting on words to come out of Raven's mouth.
"Radio?" Raven asked, from sitting up her head was pounding, but the blonde girl moved to sit beside her and help her stay up with an arm around Raven's back.
"From the ship. There should be a radio in the ship you came in, but there's only wires." Her voice was more soft when realizing Raven was struggling with words and being able sit up. She still wanted to know, she needed to contact her mother and the ship before everything went to hell.
"Uhm." Raven was having trouble remembering anything really. She didn't remember breaking through the atmosphere or landing on the big ball of dirt that was Earth. She did remember rushing to take off from the Arc, and getting into a suit without Dr. Griffon. "I- don't know, it's just – I don't remember." It was frustrating, she hated this feeling and wanted to remember what this girl was talking around.
The blonde girl sighed, standing and walking away from Raven. She looked just as frustrated, and Raven felt bad, a little disappointed in herself. "Here." She pulled out a flask and handed it to Raven. When taking a drink she found it was water, and took a longer gulp because of it. Her mouth was dry and her throat hurting from the flight and the pain of her limbs was almost mysterious. "Clarke, by the way." The blonde haired girl said. "Clarke Griffon."
"Griffon?" Raven asked, her hand reached up to her head and touched a spot on her forehead that was aching. It was wrapped in some fabric and was slightly moist. She put her hand down, deciding not to touch what was probably a bad wound. "You're mother's Doctor Abigail Griffon, right?" Clarke's eyes lit up when Raven asked, her eyes darting back to the mechanic steadying herself on the ground.
"Yes." She breathed, taking a step towards her. "You know my mother?"
"I worked for her – or with her. She asked me to fix this ship up so we could fly down here together. She was coming to see you."
"Was..." Clarke turned her gaze away, looking at the ground near the shuttle.
"There was... Complications." Raven said. She hated to be the one to say it, but there was no choice. "I was almost finished fixing up the ship," she motioned towards it with her eyes, but settled back on Clarke. "Dr. Griffon told me that we were going to leave today because the Counsel was onto her plan. She told me to have it ready as soon as possible and take one of the suits, then to wait for her." Raven hesitated.
"You didn't wait." Clarke said, her jaw was clenching now, starting to get angry for the thought of Raven leaving her mother behind for her own selfish needs.
"She told me to leave." She corrected. "The Counsel knew and they were coming to take us both away, but Abigail got to me and told me to go as fast as I could and – I did."
"She was...?" Clarke didn't want to think of the same fate her father took being forced on her mother as well.
"I don't know." Raven replied quietly. Her parents were already non-existent and hated the idea of it happening to Abigail's daughter. Clarke turned away completely now, looking up at the sky and noticing the darkness soon to be surrounding them.
"It's getting dark." She mentioned. They were too far from the campsite already, and they would have to wade through the thick forest between them and the rest of the group. This forest Clarke didn't yet know well enough to find her way back in the dark. "We'll need to camp out here."
Clarke didn't say much after that.
The two of them ate what Clarke had in her bag, the tied everything in it back up. By the time it was almost dark, they were hearing sounds in the forest and were starting to get worried about their location. "We should stay in the ship tonight." Clarke mentioned, picking up her bag and heading over. Despite the ship being a little crushed and cramped, the two of them fit. The one seat that Raven sat in on the way to Earth had a stain of blood on the levers in front of it where she'd probably hit her forehead off of.
"I'm sorry about Abigail." Raven said to Clarke. In knowing Dr. Griffon how she did, she knew she'd loved Clarke and continuously spoke well of her and how smart she was. Raven had sort of looked up to the Clarke that was put in her mind by Abigail, from what she knew she was an artist and a leader, intelligent and creative, dominant and caring. She was practically brilliant. Clarke hadn't said much to Raven until now, when she finally looked over and nodded, understanding her condolences.
"We need that radio." Clarke said, sort of quietly. They needed to contact the Arc and let them know they were still alive, but for now they had their current situation to deal with. The last thing she wanted to talk about was her mother, despite her current feelings. Clarke was playing with the wiring sticking out towards her where the radio should have been.
"Griffon." Raven said, waiting a minute before the blonde girl looked over at her. She had strong eyes but Raven knew that she wasn't all that strong at all, not with the ideas of her families death in mind. Their eyes finally met and Clarke let out a silent sigh, but her chest visibly sank. "It's going to be okay." She was trying to be as supportive as possible, she learned to love Abigail as a mother as well, maybe not as Clarke had but Raven had an idea of how she felt. Clarke leaned over and lay her head on Raven's shoulder, her hair tickling down Raven's arms.
They sat in silence again in the dark, it was a while again before Clarke spoke and Raven was thinking that she'd fallen asleep. "Do you think she'd dead?" She asked Raven quietly, as if she was falling asleep or just woke up from a dream.
Raven looked over, the moon light shining in only slightly from the reflection of the water a few feet from them. She could make out small features of Clarke, the glimmer of her open eyes, the slight wave of her hair on her shoulder, and the outline of her profile.
"Abigail Griffon?" Raven asked, also semi-quietly as to not alert any creatures or people around them. "I doubt it, she's one of the most stubborn people I know." She could feel Clarke's cheek up against her shoulder as she grinner.
"That's true." She let out a small breath that could have been mistaken as a laugh, or maybe it was.
"I don't think you have to worry. If anything, Abigail would just lecture Jaha into believing her, you know like usual."
"They've been friends for a long time." Clarke added agreeing with her. "Maybe you're right." She lifted her head from Raven's shoulder, looking over with what was probably a small smile.
They don't exactly know how it happened, or who decided to do it first but both their lips met, and with a small hesitation (probably because Raven had almost no idea it was happening at first), they kissed. It was dark and all they could really see of each other was the reflection of light from their eyes, and when they pulled away that's exactly what they looked at. It was the glimmer that was sort of comforting between the two; out in the wilderness, alone and sort of afraid of whatever might be outside, with the fear of deceased family or friends they just wanted company. They're quick blossoming friendship had turned into... Well, something more that no one really knew how to explain yet.
Raven felt a hand rest on her cheek and she leaned into it, with less of a hesitation this time Clarke moved over and kissed Raven's cracked lips (which wasn't her fault, she'd just travelled in space after all). Raven was the first to move onto her knees while sitting in the ship chairs. It was slightly uncomfortable leaning the way they were and instead, Raven put her legs over Clarke's, now sitting on her lap. Clarke's hand fell to Raven's waist and tried to pull her closer so the girl was closer, warmer.
Raven put her hand to Clarke's chest, pushing her down into the chair, and entangled her other in the blonde hair to pull the face closer to her. It was all within the heat of the moment, the heat between the two, and the cold of the outside seeping through the walls of the ship. And going off a whim, assuming it's what was being lead up to, Raven untangled her hand and slid it down Clarke's body and between her legs. There was a small tug at the corner of Clarke's lips and she took Raven's bottom lip in her teeth and pulled it back with a motion from her head.
Raven applied pressure and felt Clarke's whole body jump slightly. And with that, Clarke took her hand away from Raven's waist and started to unbutton her pants. Without being able to actually take them off, she reached down under Raven's underwear and felt her bare crotch. It was a little wet in there already, but Clarke would work to make that better.
The girls were locked at the lips, Raven pushing Clarke's head back against the seat and kissing down her neck as well. Clarke touched Raven slowly at first, in small circles like she was teasing, and Raven applied pressure again in between Clarke's legs. She started to unhitch the belt Clarke was wearing in order to reach down like she did. As this happened, Clarke slowly slid her middle finger into Raven, pushing against the wall on her lady parts to hit the G spot. Raven let out a quick breath, for her it felt really good. Clarke continued to do this, applying pressure on and off before taking the finger out and rubbing her again.
Raven wanted to give Clarke the same pleasure, and after taking the belt off of her she pulled the pants down to her ankles. Raven push up one of Clarke's legs, moving down and under her (forcing Clarke to remove her hand from her pants) and pushed her face in between her legs. There was a surprised jump from Clarke at first, who put her hands on the armrests of the seat, but after Raven flicked her tongue around Clarke grabbed the back of Raven's head and let out her first moan of delight.
Raven moved her tongue down and licked around and in the hole before moving back up and kissing the clitoris sensually. Clarke's grip on Raven's head, the ponytail between her fingers, began to grow tighter and pushing the girl head harder into her crotch. Raven moved the hand holding up Clarke's leg to her breast and the other hand moved down to slip a finger in her hole. She squeezed her breast and pushed up inside of Clarke, to the roof of her parts. She let out a longer moan, encouraging Raven to continue in which she had no ideas of stopping.
Raven moved her tongue back and forth quickly like a snake, only side-to-side, and pushed her finger in farther. She felt Clarke gasp and squirm slightly, the pleasure starting to be too much for her. Raven out her mouth around the clit and swirled in circles, growing fast. The pressure inside of Clarke was moving quickly and stroking faster. She wanted to push the head away but also was her to keep going. She was sinking down in the seat now, her breathing speeding up and small noises starting to emerge quickly from her throat.
Raven Pushed her head harder against Clarke, incase she tried to push her away before finishing, and she knew she was close because of the breaths being taken so quickly.
Soon, loud orgasm noises were being made by Clarke, and she was pushing on Raven's head now because she was overwhelmed. Raven pushed up on the roof of Clarke's parts and moved her tongue back and forth as fast as she could manage, besides being tired, as Clarke's noise became longer and she yelled out, her voice echoing through the forest.
Raven took her finger out of Clarke, the blonde girl breathing heavily trying to calm herself down. With her hand still around the back of Raven's head, she pulled her head up to her face and kissed her, hard. Raven kissed back and brushed her fingers through Clarke's hair softly, comforting.