Hey guys! We'll see how this story goes, hope you like it!
Got the whole "dream" idea from a tremendous storyteller/Author Red656
Go follow Red's work, she is tremendous!
Well, here we go, thanks for taking your time to read! (:
Chapter 1 –
Clarke put her hand on the lever. The held the lives of hundreds—guilty and innocent—in the balance. She knew what she had to do as a leader, and a survivor, but didn't know how she could live with herself. She turned to the monitor and saw her mother and Kane about to be drilled for bone marrow, she looked to the left and saw Maya and Octavia being held by the guards.
"I have to save them" Clarke said, a cry forming a lump in her throat.
Bellamy looked at her, his sympathetic eyes meeting hers. "Together" he whispered, while putting his hand on hers, planted on the lever.
There was nothing left to do but watch the screen that showed hundreds dying on their account. Bellamy took her hand, and she squeezed back, knowing she would never be the same.
Bellamy woke up, groggy eyes suddenly becoming aware of his surroundings. He looked around, expecting a starry night sky looking down on him, Instead, he saw the walls of his old flat on The Ark. He frantically hurried to his feet, checking the rest of the flat. He found Octavia, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, looking out the window into space.
"Hey Bell" Octavia noticed him, "I had the craziest dream last night." She said, seemingly perplexed.
Bellamy stopped in his tracks, he knew what Octavia was going to say next before she uttered another word.
"Me and 99 other delinquents got sent to earth-and you were there. We met people that lived on the ground before we came down- ", Bellamy stopped her.
"With Mount Weather? Did I shoot Jaha?" He asked.
"Yeah, did you have the same dream?
"Yeah. Seemed so real. Don't worry, O. I'll figure out what's going on." He tried to assure her. But he knew, if others had this "dream" then they knew Octavia was there, and she would be caught.
"Find Clarke, I'm sure she remembers—or, had this dream." Octavia's voice faded. She knew it wasn't a dream. There's no way, it was too real. Even though it was hard on the ground, she wished she could be back there now, with Lincoln, walking by the pond in which they went ever morning.
Bellamy nodded in agreement, and knew exactly where he could find Clarke, now that they were back on the Ark. So, by way of the air vent he crossed over from Walden onto Phoenix. He walked casually, in hopes to not draw attention from others. Once he got to the hospital, he spotted Abby Griffin.
"Abby!" Bellamy said, before thinking of if she hadn't remembered the ground. Once he saw her confused face, he forgot, he wasn't considered an adult anymore, the irony in that. Holding back a laugh he corrected himself. "Er—Ms. Griffin, can you take a look at my arm?" He directed her attention to his cut up and swollen forearm on the right side.
"Yes, now how in the world did you do that on the Ark?" Abby asked.
Just as Bellamy was about to make some sort of excuse, he saw a blonde-haired teenager dressed in scrubs look up at him from her desk. They both froze, then smiled.
"Bellamy!" Clarke exclaimed, laughing happily.
"Hey, Princess" Bellamy greeted her, the same way he used to back on earth.
"Oh, mom, this my friend Bellamy, I haven't seen him in ages." Clarke said while quickly changing her focus from Bellamy to her confused mother.
Abby just looked from Clarke to Bellamy, as perplexed as ever.
As they went in for a hug, Bellamy whispered "We have to talk" into Clarke's ear.
"Meet me here, at midnight, bring Octavia if she remembers." Clarke responded as she broke the hug, smiled once more while looking into Bellamy's eyes, then darted back off into another patient's room.
"Actually, I don't think I'll be needing your assistance Ms. Griffin, goodbye." Bellamy quickly murmured, while leaving the hospital.
As promised, he went back to their flat and told Octavia everything that happened back on Phoenix with Clarke, and Abby.
"So, Abby didn't remember anything?" Octavia asked inquisitively.
Bellamy just shook his head. The hours seemed to drag on as he counted down to midnight, where he could talk to Clarke once more.
Not my best work, but eh, I like the plotline
Looking for a collab for this, PM me if interested!
Don't worry I got this approved by read, even though plot of CH1 was similar, it won't be, starting in CH2, I have things coming
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