Chapter 1

The 100 the colony

Clarke Griffin is a surgical intern at Griffin and Sullivan memorial hospital in New York Bellamy Blake has just returned home to Sidney and is about to receive a medal for bravery on the battle field they are a world apart but they have both been chosen for something that will change their lives forever.

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Clarke

Clarke opened her eyes slowly her head feeling cloudy. She stared at the sealing, at its white pristine plaster trying to remember what happened. It had been the end of her shift at the hospital, so she'd gone to the locker room to change out of her scrubs and go home. Clarke remembered walking in to the locker room but after that, nothing. Sighting up now her head spinning slightly, she realised she was still wearing her scrubs. This struck her as odd but she decided to encore this for now, looking around the room she saw she was in some kind of bedroom. That much was odvious, a hotel bedroom from the looks of it she could tell by the furniture and general décor. Still feeling groggy Clarke got off the bed staggering as she did so trying to think of a plan of action.

Looking around the room Clarke saw a door she walked over it to immediately, turning the handle she realised that it was locked. So acting on instinct Clarke started banging at it and shouting. To her relief it only took a few minutes for someone to hear her 'hello is someone there,' she heard a man's voice say courteously appearing on the other side of the door.

'Yes,' she almost screamed banging at the door more as what she guessed were drugs wore off she could feel her self-getting angrier 'let me out.'

'I don't have any key but my own,' the man's voice shouted back sounding suspicious. 'I don't even know where I am, I woke up five minutes ago in this weird hotel room down the hall from you.'

'What,' Clarke shouted taken aback 'the door wasn't locked.'

'No it was locked,' the man's voice said defiantly 'there was a key and some kind of map tucked in to the bible in the bedside table.'

'Give me a minute,' Clarke said automatically turning around walking back over to the bed, she spotted a small table next to it with a single draw set under it. Walking in front of it she opened it, and saw a bible with what she could tell was a map tucked in to it. Pulling it out opening the bible as she did so Clarke saw two keys seating there on the first page, connected by a keyring with a metal disc on it with a one engraved in it. Frowning she picked up the keys and still holding the map walked back over to the door insert the key that looked like it fight and opened the door. Letting it swing open Clarke saw the man standing there and she immediately had to hold back a smile.

Not that this was the time but he was a bit of a looker, almost black slightly messy hair dark freckled skin, plus she could tell he must work out from the way he was built. 'You a doctor,' he asked gruffly pointing at my scrubs.

'Yea,' Clarke said frowning not sure what to say. 'You a solder,' a solder she asked gesturing at the light brownish green coloured army dress uniform his open jacket reviling a shirt and tie.

'Yea,' he says frowning himself brushing down his shirt self countlessly 'who are you.'

'Clarke griffin,' she said quickly 'what about you.'

'Bellamy Blake,' he responded biting his tong odviously pondering something.

'What is it,' Clarke asked not wanting him to hide anything from her.

'Where were you before you woke up here Clarke,' Bellamy asked slowly.

'At work,' she said nodding agreeing with this line of questioning it would be good to establish where they both came from. 'I had just got of my shift at hospital I work at in new York I remember walking in to the locker room and then nothing; I must have been drugged what about you.'

'Not what city what country,' Bellamy pleaded gesturing with his hands. As he did this it was only now Clarke recognised his accent his Australian accent 'I was in Sydney' he said before she could confirming this. 'I'd gone to the bathroom because I was scared about getting the meddle they were going to give then nothing like you, I just woke up back there' he added pointing back down the slightly shabby looking corridor.

'I was in New York,' Clarke said slowly feeling scared more to herself than Bellamy.

'Well dame,' Bellamy said under his breath frowning. He went silent now freaked and so did Clarke never one of them knowing what to say. 'Well come on,' Bellamy said after a few minutes turning around gesturing at Clarke 'let's try and figure this out.'

With that he disappears down the corridor but Clarke didn't follow him, she remained where she was waiting and before too long. Bellamy came back looking at her expectantly 'how do I know I can trust you,' she said bluntly.

'I helped you unlock the door,' he said grinning slightly.

'Well that could just be your way of getting me to trust you,' Clarke countered.

'Ok,' Bellamy said shrugging still smiling 'say that it is wouldn't the best thing to do be to play along until you can escape.'

Clarke frowned he had a point there a terrifying but good point, and besides Bellamy probably wasn't behind all this whatever it was. 'Fine' she said after a few more minutes thought gesturing with her hand 'lead the way.'

'Can do,' he said smiling a little cockily now. 'So,' he adds a few minutes later, as they both walk down the extremely shabby looking corridor judging from the dust and pealing wall paper this was a rather old building 'do you have any enemies.'

'No,' Clarke said truthly looking in one of the rooms that lined the corridor open door seeing a room that actually looked descent. It looked to be nearly as well maintained as hers had been 'do you.'

'Yea kind off,' Bellamy said frowning 'but all of them would just have killed me, this whatever it is,' he continued waving his hand above his head a little theatrically 'isn't really there kind of thing.'

'Good to know,' she said smiling a little, Clarke really hoped Bellamy wasn't behind all this because he seemed like the kind of guy she would take out for drinks under different circumstances. As she thought this they walked out of the corridor and in to a small landing area in front of a lift and a set of stairs with a couple of slightly tattered sofas bastioned at intervals. 'I think we should take the stairs,' Clarke said eyeing them.

'Yea me to,' Bellamy said nodding walking forward.

'So,' Clarke began as they moved down the stairs passing other floors as they did so theirs seemed to be at the top of the building, 'do you think people will be filing out a missing person's report for you in Australia?'

'Definitely,' he said quickly 'my sister Octavia and Miller one of my best friends were there to see me get the medal so they would have noticed me disappear. To be honest I kind of feel bad for whatever poor cops working my case the amount of pressure Octavia's probably putting on them.'

'That's kind of sweet,' she said smiling 'I imagine my mother is probably doing the same and on top of that she's the kind of person who can call the commissioner or the mare even.'

'Really,' he said sounding impressed 'who is she.'

'Abby griffin,' Clarke said holding back a frown she knew Bellamy was only curious but she had been dealing with people forning over her mouther all her life. 'In addition to being the chief of surgery at the hospital I'm doing my internship at,' she continued sighing 'she runs a charity connected with a dozen others and a load of research initiatives.'

'Wow,' Bellamy said grinning as they reached the doors that seemed to lead to the ground floor 'sounds like you're a real princess, princess.'

'Please don't,' she asked scowling it wasn't the first time she had been called that.

'No I don't think I will princes,' Bellamy said smiling mockingly 'I like it you look like a princess to me,' he added nodding looking her up and down.

'I look like a princes to you,' she said questioningly razing her eyebrows.

'Yes,' he said sounding sure of himself but she could tell he was a little frown. Clarke's eyes cross to the cracked double wooden doors leading out of the small room they were in now.

Frowning she turned back to Bellamy a thought accruing to her 'I'm sorry but is this really the time for flirting,' she said annoyed with herself for forgetting the whole kidnapping thing.

Bellamy smiles a knowing smile in response 'Clarke I imagine when you woke up you were feeling pretty scared right.'

'Yea,' she truthfully.

'How about now,' he asked seriously.

Clarke frowned only now realising what Bellamy had been trying to do, something shed guess he was trained to do 'not as much now I guess,' she said not terribly liking the manipulation.

'Good,' Bellamy said 'I'm just trying to help Clarke you and I are in this together, so were going to need rely on each other.' Leaning forward he started to push one of the doors open but then stopped 'and just for the record Clarke,' he added turning back to face her. 'I may have been turning on the charm to stop you from being scared about what ever shit were in but that shouldn't mean it wasn't fun.'

'Are you actually enjoying yourself,' Clarke said incredulously following him through the door.

'I'm a solder Clarke, I've been in battle every solder on some level enjoys the rush,' Bellamy deadpanned but she wasn't really listening. She was busy inspecting what was without a doubt a hotel lobby, an old dusty looking one but it was definitely a hotel lobby with a desk a waiting arear and even a little shop.

'Ideas,' Clarke asked looking at Bellamy frown by the singular lack of people.

'See if we can get outside I guess,' Bellamy said gesturing to the hotels slightly grimy glass doors walking forward as he spoke.

'Good plan,' plan she said following him smiling a slightly sarcastic smile, if she was being honest her initial fear was starting to give way to bewilderment at the observatory of this whole situation. The thoughts any woman would have had accrued to her when she had woken up but none of those nightmares seemed to fit with this whatever it was.

'Clarke quick question, I think I know the answer but,' Bellamy asked as he laid a hand on the door handle 'with what you said about your mouther, do you think this could be a kidnapping for ransom kind of deal.'

'I doubt it,' she frowning shaking her head 'my mouthers I guess you could say well off but she's not that kind of rich.'

'Yea,' Bellamy said nodding 'I didn't think that would be it really, but I thought I'd ask plus I rather doubt this is a ransom kind a deal,' with that he opened the door and they both walked outside in to cool air.

'Ok,' Clarke said slowly drawing out the word looking around she didn't know what she had expected but it hadn't been this. The pavement and main road in front of them were cracked and crumbling with weeds growing at intervals, and the buildings on the street opposite them seemed to be from the look of them all, for a lack of a better word abandoned.

'Well there's power,' Bellamy said in an uncertain voice pointing. Looking where he was pointing Clarke saw that there was a hotel sign above them and its red neon letters were light up.

'What exactly do you think that tells us,' she asked staring up at the sky now. Where ever they were it looked to be late afternoon?

'I don't know,' Bellamy said sighing clearly trying to think of something for them to do now 'but I think it's a piece of the puzzle.'

'Yea probably,' Clarke said under her breath eyeing the map that had been with the keys.

'Good idea,' Bellamy said smiling pulling his own out of a pocket and unfolding it.

Doing the same she saw that someone has written on it 'where here I guess,' she said pointing to an arrow on the map that said as much.

'Yea I guess we are,' he said gesturing to a similar note on his map.

'Same hand writing I think,' Clarke noted pondering what this might mean.

'Yea,' Bellamy said biting his tong concentrating, looking back on his own.

'Do you think we should follow these directions,' Clarke asked studying the map further noticing a serious of other arrows on it leading away from the hotel.

'Well we can if you want,' Bellamy said looking up smiling 'but how about we get out of here.'

'Really,' Clarke said smiling surprised 'how.'

'According to the map,' he said gesturing to the left 'this road leads right out of this town or whatever it is.'

'Ok,' she said smiling taking a few steps forward 'let's go.'

'Excellent,' Bellamy smiled following her.

'This place looks condemned,' Clarke said a short while later as they crossed by a turn off down a side street, that looked just as run down as the main street was.

'Maybe it is,' Bellamy said in a pondering tone 'maybe this is some fucked up psychological experiment.'

'That's not a bad theory' Clarke said pursing her lips thinking about this possibility, looking back and forth as she did half expecting to see some evidence of this theory. But she didn't see anything all she saw was more cracked road and over grown grass the road was begging to cut through fields now, 'but if that's true,' Clarke asked turning back to Bellamy 'why us.'

Bellamy just shrugged in response to this 'why were here doesn't really matter that much, all that really matters is getting back to the people we love.'

'Yea your right there,' she frowned nodding rubbing her arms to warm them up. Her surgical scrubs didn't really provide a lot of protecting against the elements.

'Here,' Bellamy said immediately pulling off his jacket.

'You don't have,' Clarke began.

'Really Clarke,' he smiled holding out his jacket 'scrubs are really not meant to be warn outdoors like this there made of an extremely fine material you need to keep warm. Also,' he added cocking his head to one side giving her a once over 'exactly how much are you wearing under those.'

'That's none of your business,' she said slightly outraged at his question, taking his jacket pulling it on glad for the protecting from the cold. But she gave him a meaningful look all the same she didn't want him getting ideas.

'You don't have to tell me anything,' he grinned starting to walk forward again 'it's just a friend of mine who works in an army hospital only wears his boxes under his.'

'I have a vest on,' Clarke said threw gritted teeth frowning walking besides him 'so don't go imagining me in' she stopped abruptly realising what she was about to say. But unfortunately judging from the grin on Bellamy's face she could tell it wasn't soon enough.

'To late princes,' he sniggered, I'm already doing that.

Scowling she walked a head of him not wanting to talk anymore which Bellamy seemed to pick up on so that's what they ended up doing they walked in silence for how long Clarke wasn't sure. But just as they were leaving what seemed to be the town centre of wherever were and entering the raver overgrown looking outskirts, the silence began to prove to be too much for her. 'So,' she asked looking at Bellamy 'tell me about Bellamy Blake'.

'Well,' he shrugs 'I'm a solder as you know, special force actually I'm one of the guys who do the interesting stuff,' he added grinning.

'Ok,' Clarke said nodding smiling slightly, this is probably a good thing for me, she thought to herself. After all who knew who was behind all this and what might be waiting for them round any corner.

'What about you,' Bellamy asked 'you said your mouther is at top of the field are you heading that way.'

'I'm good at what I do, if that's what you're asking,' Clarke said exasperated. 'Contrary to what people think I got the internship myself not because of my mouther.'

'Never said you didn't,' Bellamy said seriously.

'Sorry,' she said sighing Bellamy didn't know anything about the issues of her life it was wrong of her to 'it's just,' she begin. But Bellamy put a hand up silencing her an understanding look spreading across his face.

'It's ok Clarke I understand remember I told you about my friend Miller he comes from a military family every time he gets any kind of commendation or promotion tongs wage about family favours regardless of how gooder solder he is'.

She smiled hearing this Clarke was about to thank Bellamy but then she saw something in the distance that didn't make sense, a wall.

'What the,' she begin as they walked up to the wall.

'Fuck,' Bellamy said completing Clarkes sentence.

Stepping forward Clarke outstretched a hand and pushed against the smove new looking concrete it was hard and strong. Looking up she saw razor wire on top of the actually quit high wall 'where are we,' she said turning back around to face Bellamy.

I know that was kind of an abrupt, ending also I can imagine people have a lot of questions, so if you want me to continue with this one please review. Because I really will only have only be going with this if people seem to like it so if you do please review and tell me.