*The 100 Selected POV*

Wren's small hands grasped the arms of the chair as the shuttle began to shake. She closed her eyes and released a deep breathe, reminding herself to calm down and not think about it. A feminine voice met her right ear, signaling sleeping beauty was awake. She opened her eyes and turned her head to meet the eyes of a blonde girl who was originally passed out. Signs of anger present on her face passed as the blonde gave Wren a tight smile.

"Hey there, I'm Wren Matheson," said a shaky voice while holding out a hand.

"Clarke, Clarke Griffin," Clarke replied as she gripped Wrens outstretched hand.

Wren smirked and gave a small nod, "I know who you are, your family is pretty famous on the ark."

Clark said nothing and looked away. Wren grimaced and chastised herself. You idiot, why would you say that? Another shake. Wren's hand immediately went back to squeezing the arm rest. She looked straight ahead and met the eyes of a girl with striking green eyes and brown hair. The girl gave a weird look towards Wren and rolled her eyes, looking away.

"…he was executed!"

Wren's attention turned towards Clark having an argument with the boy next to her, the Chancellors son, Wells. Before anything else could be said, a monitor on the wall flicked on. Chancellor Jaha appeared on the screen and was watched by the eyes of hateful teenagers.

"Prisoners of the Ark, you have been given a second chance…100 of you…expandable…find Mt. Weather…good luck."

Wren barely paid attention, not wanting to look at Jaha's face any longer because every time she did, unwanted memories returned. Finally, the screen clicked off and snide comments about Jaha was snapped toward Wells, but Wren couldn't find it in herself to feel sorry for him. A boy with shaggy brown hair appeared before Wren. He had unclipped himself from his seat and was floating because of the gravity. Isn't that Finn, the guy who took the illegal spacewalk that cost a month of oxygen? As he teased Clarke, Wren looked towards the two boys who were unclipping their seatbelts, wanting to copy Finn.

"Hey! Hey, you should sit back down. When the parachutes open, you're going to feel it!" Wren tried to warn them but they didn't listen.

The minute they started floating out of their seats, the chutes shot out, rocking the shuttle and flinging the two boys and Finn against the walls. Wren stiffened in her seat and held on to the chair, but that didn't stop her head from snapping to the left and hitting the side against a pole. A sharp pain erupted in her head and a headache appeared. The shuttle eventually landed and the hum of the machines stopped. A hiss escaped Wrens mouth as she felt her head. She brought her hand down to eye level and was met with the sight of red liquid on her fingertips.

"Are you okay?" asked Clarke.

Wren looked up towards Clark who was stretching her legs out, "Ah, Yeah, I'll be okay. But seriously? We just landed and I'm already hurt."

Clarke chuckled and held out her hand for Wren. Quickly, Wren fumbled with the seatbelt and let herself be helped up by Clarke. Wells appeared next to them and was about to say something but was interrupted by an excited yell.

"The doors are on the bottom level! Let's go!"

Swarm of teens rushed towards the ladder that brings them down to the bottom level. Clarke ran after them, saying something about radiation and Wells followed. Wren started walking towards the ladder but stopped when she found Finn kneeling next to the two boys.

"Are…are they alive?" asked Wren.

Finn shook his head. Wren walked closer and kneelt down beside him. She put a comforting hand on his shoulder and gave a small squeeze.

"I know what you're thinking. Don't blame yourself, it's not like you told them to do it. Come on, we should head down."

Finn didn't say anything, which worried Wren. She decided to let it go and walked with him to the ladder. A few stragglers were still going down, including the girl with the green eyes. By the time they reached the bottom floor, the girl was standing next to a boy who was holding the lever that opens the door. Wren quickly pushed her small figure towards the front, just in time for the boy to pull the lever down. A bright light peaked through as the door slowly opened. Wren, with her sensitive eyes, was blinding for a second and shielded them with her hand. When she looked back up, the girl was taking small steps towards the ground and hesitantly took the first step on earth.

"WE'RE BACK BITCHES!" she screamed with happiness while holding out her hands.

Her excitement was contagious as yells and woops were heard throughout the group. A small smile spread across Wrens face as she took in the beautiful sight in front of her. She was pushed aside by happy teenagers wanting to take their first step on earth, but she paid no mind to them. Lush green leaves sprouted from the ground, from trees, from everything. Wren closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the feeling of fresh air. Slowly she walked onto the ground and knelt down, swiping her hand against the brown dirt. Finally, she let out a hollering yell, showcasing her excitement like the rest of the 100. I can't believe we're actually on earth. It seemed so foreign and far away not too long ago. This is crazy. Wren was cut short of her thoughts when she saw an argument breaking out. She rolled her eyes.

"Christ people, we just got here, enjoy it," muttered an irritable Wren as she walked towards the group.

Clark, Finn, and Wells, who was limping, seemed to be in an argument with Murphy and his posse, the green eyed girl, and the boy who opened the lever.

"Why don't you two go to Mt. Weather instead and bring back food for us?" question the boy who opened the lever.

Wren had a puzzled look on her face, weren't we already on Mt. Weather? Quickly, a party of 4 was assembled to go to Mt. Weather. Suddenly the girl with green eyes approached them, stating that she was joining.

"No way Octavia, I'm not letting you out of my sight. I'm your brother, listen to me." Brother? No one had a brother.

"Oh come on Bellamy, I've been locked up my whole life and I just need to do something…crazy just because I can and you're not going to stop me."

Wren finally understood. The girl was Octavia who was imprisoned for being the 2nd born, which was against the law, and that must be her brother Bellamy. A stare down ensued between the siblings before Bellamy broke down. Octavia joined Clark and Wren watched them walk away. Bellamy ordered Murphy to scatter and Wells walked off, leaving Bellamy and Wren by themselves.

"Hi! I'm Wren,' she introduced herself with a smile.

Startled, Bellamy turned around to see a girl with black hair and light blue eyes smiling wildly at him.

"Bellamy and you have blood on your forehead," he gave her a weird look and stalked off.

Wren's smiled crumbled as she remembered getting hurt and immediately felt a stinging sensation on her forehead. Great job Wren, way to make a first impression. Ow. A trail of blood was making its way down her left forehead. She heaved a sad sigh and started to wander out close to the drop ship, hoping to find some water, maybe a small pond. She walked behind the drop ship and moved pass low hanging branches from a tree. A small hill appeared before her, leading into a clearing with a group of bright blue butterflies fluttering around. Wren's eyebrows shot up and let out a surprised gasp. Without thinking, she quickly rushed down the hill, almost tripping on a rock at the bottom and skidding to a stop next to a tree. Her grand entrance scared off a couple butterflies except for 2, who flew towards her and circled around her. Wren, amazed and hypnotized, spun around in several circles, following the butterflies deeper into the woods. She didn't realize how far she wandered off until her foot stepped on an object. Looking down, Wren discovered a dirty bottle wrapped in shredded green cloth. Curious, her mind forgot about the butterflies and bent down to get the bottle. Straightening back up, she shook it, expecting it to be empty but hearing a slushing sound. The sound of liquid. She froze, staring at the strange object in her hand. What in the world would need water in a bottle? Hesitantly, she twisted off the cap and looked inside. Sure enough, clean water was inside. Wren cautiously poured some water into her hand to clean off her wound. After cleaning up, she took a small swig of the water and swirled it around her mouth. Tastes fine to me. Giving a small shrug, she downed the rest of the water, realizing how thirsty she actually was. She dropped the empty bottle on the ground and let out a sigh of content, wiping her mouth of a water mustache.

Her eyes focused back onto the clearing in front of her, only to see two black figures standing and staring at her from far away. A startled scream escaped her mouth and the figure on the left darted off. Wren stared at the large frame that stayed behind. Her eyes widened as she realized the figure was moving towards her. Wren's breathes were coming out short as she back away, her hand on her chest to feel her rising heartbeat. Suddenly, the figure stopped moving. Now it was close enough to see that it was a man. He stared at Wren and slowly turned his head to the left, as if to examine her. A couple seconds passed and the man took several steps back and finally ran off. Without waiting to see who else was there, she picked up the bottle and ran back to camp. Not once stopping to catch her breath, Wren rushed back into camp, catching eyes of the 100. Curious and worried faces looked at Wren as she fell on her knees to calm herself down.

"Wren? What happened? Where did you go?" a soft voice asked in front of Wren.

With her hands on her thighs, she looked up and met Clarke and Bellamy's gazes, "I-I was trying to find some, uh, water to clean my forehead. I got distracted and wandered off too far and that's when I found this," reaching to where she dropped the bottle, she picked it up for everyone to see, "there was water in it. Clean water. I didn't think much into it other than it being weird, I cleaned my forehead and drank the water," Wren stopped talking to take a deep breath, "then I looked forward, a-and I saw these two…figures in front of me, just staring and standing there. They were too far away to see anything specific but guys, they were human."

"What! You saw them too? Did they hurt you?" questioned Clarke as she sat down in front of Wren and took her hands.

"Too? You mean you saw more? Uh, No they didn't hurt me, I screamed and they eventually ran off."

"Yes, when we went to go to Mt. Weather, they attacked and speared Jasper. Wren they're dangerous, you're lucky they didn't do anything to you."

"Speared Jasper? Where is he? Will he live?"

"They took Jasper but I heard him scream and I know he's alive. We were preparing to get him back when you came"

Wren narrowed her eyes and looked at Clarke, "I'm coming."

Clarke looked like she was about to protest when Bellamy said, "It's her decision Princess. Are you sure?"

Wren look at Bellamy for a second and replies, "As sure as I can be during something like this."

Taking her hand back from Clarkes grip, she stood up and dusted off her pants. With a nod, Bellamy turned around with a gun in his hand and led the way out of camp. Wren raised her eyebrow at the gun but decided to not say anything about it. Clarke shook her head at Wren and followed after Bellamy and Murphy. Giving herself a mental prep, she walked with Wells into the woods.

*Grounder Selected POV*

Eion stayed crouching on top of a tree branch, watching the sky people come out of the strange box. He stared in fascination as these peculiar people yelled and jumped around. He looked at Lincoln, only to see him drawing in his notebook. Maneuvering his weight so he can get a glance at the drawing, he looked over Lincoln's shoulder to see a drawing of a sky girl. Eion watched Lincoln for a second, wondering what was going on in his mind.

"Watch yourself Lincoln, don't become too interested with the sky people. We're here to scope them out, not draw them." Eion warned.

Lincoln paid no attention to Eion, only giving the drawing his undivided attention. With an exasperated sigh, Eion shook his head and turned back to the sky people, only for his attention to be grabbed by someone walking out from the metal-like box. She had a smile on her face as she look around the area. Her black mid-length hair swayed in the breeze, her closed eye lids opened up to two beautiful blue eyes. Eion confirmed it was the bluest he had ever seen. Suddenly she yelled, startling him into reality. Eion heard the sound of someone clearing his throat. He turned his frame to look at Lincoln, who had closed his book and was watching him with a smirk on his lips.

"Watch yourself Eion, we're here to scout not drool," laughter was all he heard after that.

Both grounders reluctantly left the sky people after figuring out information on them, as they wanted to stay and watch the two girls they had suddenly taken a liking to. It was a long walk back to their village but the men took their time. Nothing was said as they trudged down a hill and past a clearing of butterfly nests. Their minds were occupied. Lincoln stopped, putting a finger up to his lips and turning his head towards the hill. Eion heard it too. The sound of footsteps quickly making their way into the hill. No signal was needed to tell both men to run into the forest. Eion, not realizing his water bottle had unstrapped itself from his belt, fell onto the ground when he ran. It took until he reached the other side of the clearing for him to find out. Eion felt around for his bottle and stopped when he couldn't feel it. He turned around to see the girl drinking from his bottle. Lincoln, who had also stopped, walked up to Eion.

"We must go. Orders were given not to show ourselves," said Lincoln.

Eion didn't want to listen, he just wanted to keep looking at her. The girl dropped the empty bottle on the ground and noticed the two men standing there. She screamed, causing Eion to flinch from the sound, not wanted to hear that directed towards him. Lincoln immediately ran off, expecting Eion to follow, but he did the exact opposite. Eion felt as if he was being pulled towards her by a string, making him step closer and closer to her. With each step he took, the girl took another one back. Then, he realized what he was doing, exposing himself and his people. Eion stopped and looked at her, turning his head slightly. Beautiful. He noticed the fear on her face and reluctantly took slow steps back and ran to catch up with Lincoln.

A/N: Hi there! This is my first story on this website and you guys can call me Mojo! I love watching TV shows and I can't stop thinking about the 100 so I thought, why not write my own story while I wait for each episode? I do write but I've never published stuff online. I hope you like the way this story turns out and constructive (!) criticism is always welcomed. Thank you!

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Mojo