Prologue
AN: Quick note, this is my first the 100 fanfic so please don't be too harsh on me! As a disclaimer I own none of the music references, nor do I own the 100. All I own is Kelsi Edl and her family. She's seventeen btws.
Anyways without further ado, leggo!
Kelsi Edl paced the floor of the tiny Mecha compartment her family called home, shoes thudding softly as she attempted to walk out the anxiety that consumed her small frame. Her hands wrung together, green eyes flicking over the dull gray interior of the apartment seeming to match her mood perfectly.
Hearing the sound of footsteps she paused, eyes locked to the handle of the door. Her mother got to her feet from where she sat crying, tears streaking down her face as she contemplated what her husband was currently doing. They both froze as the handle began to turn, praying fervently to anyone who might listen that the man of their family would stroll through and smile at them for worrying as he chided them.
Disappointment and fear flooded their faces as instead, the door was roughly pushed open and two guards accompanied by Marcus Kane entered. Marcus Kane was the sternest of the Council Members, often charged with dealing with the worst offenders of the Ark. Kelsi began to tremble in fear at the thought of him delivering news about her father.
None of them bothered shutting the door back, leaving any scene that would unfold available for viewing by prying eyes. Marcus strode towards the pair, an emotionless look on his face. He stopped in front of Kelsi, who had pushed her mother behind her back protectively, making it clear who he wished to speak with.
"Ms. Edl," he began, "are you aware of your father's whereabouts at this moment? Did you know where he had gone when he left this evening?" Kane wasted no time, diving directly into questioning.
"No. I'm his daughter, not his keeper," Kelsi responded defensively, tilting her chin up in defiance.
"Why do you both appear so upset?" The Councilor quirked a brow inquisitively. His gaze flickered to Kelsi's mother who still had tears drying on her cheeks.
"We got into an argument," her mother's voice piped up from behind, feeling the need to throw her opinion in. It was her daughter he was questioning after all.
"Over?"
"Personal matters," Kelsi all but spat at the arrogant man.
"Surely you can understand the need to know, we are investigating a murder committed at your own father's hands. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"
Kelsi kept her eyes on his, a lump building in her throat. He had actually done it. "I wouldn't."
Kane chuckled under his breath a bit, reminding her of a hound having caught the scent of prey. "Funny you should mention that Ms. Edl, seeing as they found some of your own skin particles beneath the victim's fingernails."
Both women froze, Kelsi's mother clinging to her daughter in a sudden death grip as if she sensed what was coming.
"Take her into custody."