Hiyaa! Now, this story is kinda a vacation for me because I'm having major writer block issues with my other ones and this came to me so I did it. Not very smart to have more than one story going but I'm definitely in the middle of rewriting one and am thinking of the other one…anyways I looked and there are tons of stories with Bellamy x OC but none with Clarke so I decided, why not.

I do not own the 100 sadly

He groaned in frustration when the apple fell onto his face from him throwing it up and catching it. There isn't much to do in solitary confinement, especially when you know you're about to die in a couple days. As he leaned over to get the apple off the floor lights started flashing from outside. Cautiously he stood up from his bed, the apple forgotten. A popping sound came from the door before a guard stepped through.

There was panic now. "Hold out your right wrist." The guard said automatically. Alex scrunched his eyebrows together in confusion.

"Wait, my birthday isn't until a couple days, what's going on?" The guard who asked him about his wrist was about to pull out his staff before Commander Shumway stepped through his door. Alex remained still as he watched Shumway strut through.

"Ah, Alexander Payne, or according to the delinquents of the ship, Shooter." Shumway's head turned as he nodded to the guards. They all fell in sync as they walked out of his cell. Alex sighed and bent to pick up the apple. If there was one person he could pick out of this whole ship he wished he had shot, it would be Shumway. He took a bite out of his apple and sat back down on his bed, if you would call it that.

"Shumway, to what do I owe the displeasure?" He said with a slight smirk. Shumway's smile he had on immediately fell before he started pacing slowly.

"Still a smart ass I see, I guess it isn't true about prison changing you." Alex snorted and took another bite out of his apple. Shumway eyed the food.

"You better savor that boy, might be the last you get." Shumway threw in as he continued to pace. Alex cocked his head to the side in confusion and crossed his arms across his chest.

"For some reason I have this feeling that you're not talking about my floating, so why don't you spill?" Shumway grunted in displeasure and turned to Alex, finally stopping his pacing.

"Luckily for you, there is an operation on the move right now where we send 100 prisoners to the ground to see if it's livable, unfortunately you're one of them. Sad to think I wont see you're body floating out in space." Shumway muttered the last part. He twisted slightly to dig into his pocket and brought out the same bracelet the other guard was trying to put on him.

"So if you wouldn't mind facing the wall for a moment?" Alex sat still for a moment thinking before standing up lazily and going to the wall.

"Don't try to molest me now Shumway, I don't want to have to see your ass on the ground with me." Shumway actually chuckled and went to grab his right hand. Alex rolled his eyes; did Shumway really think he would let this go without some sort of fight? Alex brought his left elbow and jabbed it where he figured Shumway's face would be. He heard a sickening sweet crack of his nose, signaling he hit right to home.

Alex turned quickly, his left arm going for Shumway's left and pulled, throwing Shumway off balance. He threw his right fist at Shumway's jaw, hearing another sickening crack. As he stumbled forward Alex grabbed the back of his shirt with both hands and rammed his knee onto Shumway's already broken nose. He allowed Shumway to fall backwards onto the ground before picking up his apple from his bed and the bracelet from the floor. He opened the door and shut it behind him before looking up and down the floor.

He guessed the other two guards thought Shumway wouldn't have a problem because they were no longer here. He took another glance around him, the lights flicking on and off, kids screaming and guards yelling, oh what fun chaos was. He slipped his bracelet on, feeling the needles prick his skin. The bracelet was chunky but weighed next to nothing. He ran right, to the line of kids being ushered by some guards.

He went up behind the one guard they had in the back quietly before pushing his index and middle finger onto a pressure point on the guard's neck, his days as a guard finally paying off. He caught the now unconscious guard and laid him down quietly. He took the guard's gun from his holster and a round of ammunition, hiding them both in his pants, who would think to look there? He fell in line with the rest of the kids.

The drop ship was launched with a lurch. Alex rolled his neck, trying to get the crick out of his neck. He looked around and then down at himself. He, like the others, was strapped in nice and tight into the seat. He felt the drop ship jerk a couple times but other than that it was pretty much like being back on the Ark. He waited for what felt like years, listening to the conversations of the other teenagers around him, before there was another hard lurch. The atmosphere.

On cue, lights lit up in the drop ship and Chancellor Jaha's face appeared on the screens stationed in the corners of the drop ship as they came to life. Everyone who was frantic about hitting the atmosphere shut up into silence, all eyes were focused on Jaha now.

"Prisoners of the Ark, hear me now," Jaha said. "You've been given a second chance. And as your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself. We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would've sent others. Frankly because your crimes have made you…expendable." At this point there were boos and curses thrown to the Chancellor who wasn't even there to hear them.

"Those crimes will be forgiven; your records wiped clean…The drop ship site has been chosen carefully, before the last war, Mount Weather was used as a military base within a mountain." The screen started going in and out showing just how close to Earth they were. "It was to be stocked with enough nonperishables to sustain 300 people for up to two years." The speech continued as Alex stopped listening.

"So…what are you here for Shooter?" Alex sighed to himself. He grinded his jaw a little. The use of his nickname clearly meant the kid new why he was here. After awhile of him not answering the kid scoffed at him before leaning his head over to him.

"You may or may not have heard of me…actually you probably did, names Finn, or 'Spacewalker' if you will." Finn said with pride. Alex finally made himself look at the guy. Long, shaggy brown hair and what seemed like a boyish charm, complete with monstrous ego…God why did he look over?

Alex sighed and leaned his head back. "Look buddy, no offence to you and your pride, but I could care less." He saw out of the corner of his eye Finn turn his head all the way to him smirking.

"Oh, I get it, you don't believe me do ya?" Before Alex could protest Finn had already unbuckled his seat belts and was floating around, but he did have to admit, it looked pretty sick.

"The Spacewalker strikes again!" Hoots and hollers rang out, encouraging the spacewalker.

"Get back in your seat!" His eyes swiveled to the high scream. A blonde haired girl who looked frustrated beyond belief was telling Finn to get back to his seat while a black guy beside her seemed to be trying to gain her attention but was failing. Finn floated by the two of them, arms crossed and on his back.

"Hey look Jaha, you're dad floated me after all." His remark was followed by a couple of laughs from some other teens. So that's who the kid was, Wells Jaha, but why the hell was the chancellors son on a drop ship being sent to the ground?

A couple idiots heard Finns remark and probably thought they could be his posse or something afterward, so they unbuckled too. Blondie's voice went over everyone else's again in an attempt to get them back in their seat, but as they started floating up, the people in their seats hit the seat; they on the other hand hit the ground.

Flings of curses were thrown by the others. He heard Jaha's voice before it went out saying that our one responsibility is to stay alive, truthfully though they would probably explode in this thing before they even thought of the ground. How old was this thing anyways? 100 years? The ship lurched again and started to shake uncontrollably showing signs of turbulence. Weren't there supposed to rockets sometime near here? A small bit of dread washed through him, he was really hoping to see Earth and he wouldn't be able to because this drop ship would crash and burn taking him and the rest of these people with it.

Just then another terrible lurch came in, only after this one, there was no sound after it. Complete silence, no machine hum, no talking, no nothing. The lights around them that went out during the landing flickered back on.

"Listen," An Asian kid told another one with…goggles? "No machine hum." Another girl from the other side spoke up.

"We're alive…we're on Earth!" That's when seat belts went flying and Alex would be lying if he said he didn't throw the straps off of him in a hurry. He stood up and stretched. His eyes widened and his hand immediately went to his pants searching for the gun and ammunition, he felt himself relax when he felt them still there. A kid passed him and held his hands up.

"Whoa dude, slow down, plenty of time to do that when we get on the ground and you get some privacy." Alex's face immediately sank into his hand as his other shot out to the guys' shirt.

"Dear god, please say that again, I would really like to punch something right now and relieve some stress. You volunteering?" He said taking his face out of his hand. The guys' eyes widened when he noticed he was talking to Alex…or shooter if you will, as Finn would say.

"Geeze dude chill, I was kidding that's all…" Alex released the guys' shirt and he watched as he sprinted down the ladder. Alex grunted in irritation…he really did want to punch something. His eyes went to one of the idiots that unbuckled and put his fingers to his neck, checking for any signs of life, unfortunately there was none. They hadn't even stepped a single foot outside yet and a person already died.

"Finn, is he alive?" Alex stood up and looked over to the voice. Blondie, he should've known. Finn didn't respond to Blondie but looked to him instead.

"What do you got Shooter?" Finn asked. Alex shook his head no, looking back to the Blonde. She was already looking at him when he looked over; she seemed to be studying him almost. She opened her mouth to say something before yells where heard under them.

"The exits on the bottom floor!" Blondie whirled around and practically jumped down the ladder yelling, "We can't just open the doors, the air could be toxic!"

Alex and Finn looked at each other before following her down the ladder and making their way through the crowd after her. Standing in front of her was none other than Bellamy Blake, his old cadet partner, what were the odds?

"If the air is really toxic then we're all dead anyways." He couldn't really disagree with his logic there.

"Bellamy?" All eyes went to the new voice coming down from the ladder. That must be Octavia…Bellamy had told him about her if that said anything about their friendship, or what it used to be. One day Bellamy just came up to him saying that he had trusted him and shit. His only guess was that Bellamy thought he bailed them out to the authorities on their secret and got Octavia arrested and his mother floated, but it was only a guess.

When Bellamy heard the voice he scanned the crowd and landed on him a split second, just enough time to send a glare his way…oh yea, he blamed him. The crowd seemed to part almost for Octavia as they looked to her as if she was a miracle. Octavia rushed up to Bellamy.

"Look how big you've gotten O." He said as Octavia hugged him tightly. After a moment of love it kinda went down hill. She broke away from his embrace and looked him over.

"What the hell are you wearing…is that a guards uniform?" Octavia questioned.

Bellamy's jaw tightened, as he looked around before leaning closer to her. "Yea, I borrowed it to get on the ship, someone has to keep an eye on you O." Octavia didn't show it too much but smiled slightly in appreciation.

"Looks like you had it all planned out huh big bro?" Shocked tones went throughout the crowd.

"No one has a brother!" Shouted someone from the back. Octavia turned around, clearly irritated.

"Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in a year!" Octavia snapped to the poor person.

"Dude, that's Octavia Blake! The girl they found hidden in the floor!" And then everything went crazy it seemed. Octavia looked ready to kill someone as she tried to lung at the crowd but Bellamy held her back by the arm.

"Hey Octavia! Stop!" Octavia stopped squirming and finally settled down some. "Why don't we give them something else to remember you by?" He said smiling slightly.

"Yea?" She said irritated. "Like what?" Bellamy looked almost ready to roll his eyes at the girl.

"Like being the first person to step onto Earth for 97 years?" He said. Octavia had a grin form on her face slowly as she watched Bellamy grab the lever and pull it down. The doors opened, too slowly for everyone it seemed, but they opened. Light streamed through the door almost blinding people.

Octavia took a tentative step out of the door and then another as she made her way down the ramp. She looked almost skittish but by the time she was at the bottom she stopped for a moment, before her smile almost spilt her face. She jumped onto the ground as a giggle made its way up her throat.

She threw her hands into the air. "We're back bitches!"

A flood of people went after her, wanting to experience Earth too. Screams of excitement went through the air as kids jumped and tackled other kids. People were dancing and smiling as they took it all in. Alex walked down the ramp after the flood was gone and took in a breath of fresh air. No more recycled Ark air, this was real air straight from the trees, and he loved it.

After looking around for a few minutes he made his way back to the drop ship where he found Clarke, he later learned her name from Finn, slaving over a map. He made his way up to her and leaned over her shoulder slightly.

"Shouldn't you be rejoicing like an idiot out there with the rest of them Blondie?" He asked. Clarke looked up slightly, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Well, I'm not really an idiot so I don't think I would fit in with them." She said before looking back down at her map. He watched her look at the map intensely, watching the crows' feet forming on her face and decided he did not like that look on her.

"So Blondie, mind explaining to this idiot what the maps for?" She didn't smile this time, to indulged in her map to get the humor. She lifted the map and moved it to where he could look at it too. She pointed to a red dot.

"See that dot?" She asked. "That's where Mount Weather is, and this," She pointed to the other side of the map. "Is where we are. They dropped us on the wrong damn mountain." She muttered.

"Clarke! We have a problem!" His gaze tore from the map and looked to Wells, who was running up to both of them.

"We tried to establish connection back with the Ark but got nothing, all we have now are our bracelets and the supplies they left us. Not to mention some guy is yelling something about whatever the hell we want and…" Wells must have noticed the down cast look in both of their eyes because he stood up straighter.

"What's the problem?" Wells asked hesitantly. Clarke huffed and grabbed the map behind her and held it in front of her, pointing to the spot she showed him earlier.

"See this? This is Mount Weather, and this," She moved her hand across the page. "This is us, they dropped us on the wrong mountain." She said sighing. Her hands fell with the map still clutched into one fist.

"We need to get those supplies, it will be at least a 20 something mile trek across a radiation soaked forest-"

"Oh sweet, a map, where's the bar and I'll buy you a beer?" The goggles kid looked around before he saw Clarke. "I'm Jasper, pleasure to meet you." Jasper said as he gave a mock bow getting a small smile from Clarke.

Wells who was apparently done with being slightly ignored put the back of his palm onto Jaspers chest to have him back up some. "Listen kid, we were in the middle of something here-"

A hand shot out and gripped Wells shoulder. "Hands off him, he's with us." A kid with very sharp features and just plain creepy looking said. Him and his pals were behind him waiting to back him up while his hand was still on Wells shoulder. Alex sighed and stepped over to Wells and lifted the kids' hand off Wells shoulder.

"Listen, we're just trying to figure everything out here ok? No need to get hostile." Alex said.

"Is being on the ground and alive not good enough for you?" Bellamy's figure walked through the small crowd behind Murphy with Octavia trailing behind him. Bellamy caught Alex's eye but said nothing.

"We need to get to Mount Weather, all of the supplies we need are on that mountain. You did here my father didn't you?" Wells spoke up. Bellamy scowled at Wells but a smirk made its way onto his face.

"We don't need your father Jaha, neither him or you are in charge down here. We don't need your supplies either, we start using those we'll become dependent on them and when they run out, what then? We can take care of ourselves."

Clarke stepped up from behind them. "We need those supplies, we wont be able to survive without them. When one of your guys falls and cuts his leg up, I wont be able to do anything, especially without the supplies that could be in Mount Weather. He'll get an infection and die, is that what you want? People to die? Chaos and 'whatever the hell we want' won't cut it down here. You'll be hungry by the end of the night and tired and trust me that wont be fun..," Clarke paused. "It's maybe a 20 mile trek to Mount Weather, if we leave now we can get home by dark with all the supplies we need." It was clear Clarke wasn't speaking to just Bellamy anymore but the whole crowd.

"If you're so adamant about going then go, try doing something on your own for a change. These people," Bellamy said holding his arms out. " Are my people, working people and we can handle ourselves. Why don't you get your hands dirty princess, try working for something for a change." Bellamy finished. Alex stayed silent as he watched the whole thing wondering what Blondie would say back. People started hooting and clapping at Bellamy's oh so glorious speech, his smirk still plastered on his face.

Wells huffed in frustration beside him. "You're not listening! We ne-" Murphy broke off Wells speech with a punch. Alex watched for a moment, waiting for the right time to step in. It was always best if you let them fight it out, choose who a winner was so there wasn't a rematch later. He saw Murphy kick Wells in the shin and stomp on his foot hard making Well's cry out.

Alex sighed and moved towards the fight. He caught Murphy's hand before it made it to Wells face and twisted his arm behind his back before pushing him down to the ground.

"Alright that's enough, you say you can take care of yourselves but you can't even have a decent conversation with one another before someone says something you don't like and you think you have to fight over it. He's already down Murphy; wait till he can actually defend himself before trying to kill him." Murphy stared up at Alex before snarling at him. He got up reluctantly though and left.

"Hey shooter! Why don't you save me next." Octavia flirted walking up beside him. There were a round of laughs and giggles from the 100, relieving the tension around them. He heard Bellamy clear his throat so Octavia could look at him.

"What? He's a looker Bell." Octavia said slyly.

"And he's a criminal." Octavia scoffed at him.

"So is everyone else. Look big bro, you can chill out on the whole protecting me thing and watching me like a hawk. I'm fine, I can do things on my own and having fun and being wild is something I can do on my own and you my dear, overprotective brother will not stop me." Alex watched as Bellamy took a hold of Octavia and pulled her away, whispering words he couldn't hear.

He turned around to see Clarke already looking at Wells leg. He walked up to them and leaned on the drop ship.

"Now that that's out of the way, do you think we can leave anytime soon?"

Clarke looked up at him, blowing at her hair to get it out of her face. "Yea, we can leave right now actually." She said finishing wrapping Wells foot with a cloth torn from a seat in the drop ship.

"How are you two going to carry all the needed supplies though?" Wells asked. Alex looked around and saw Jasper and another guy beside him. He walked over and grabbed both their shoulders before turning around and smiling.

"Four, not two, now can we hit the road?" Alex asked. Clarke chuckled and stood up from in front of Wells.

"Sounds like an adventure, count me in." Octavia bounced up beside Jasper.

"I heard adventure, count me in as well!" Yelled Finn from behind Wells.

"And where the hell do you think you're going?" Bellamy yelled behind her. Octavia groaned and turned her head to look at Bellamy. Octavia sighed and threw her hands in the air.

"You know that thing we were just talking about Bellamy? The one about going on adventures? Well this is an adventure and I'm going on it." Bellamy sighed and put his face in his hands. Alex seeing that another sibling argument was about to take place decided to speak up.

"Listen Bellamy, you can't keep her locked up forever. You don't have to worry about her, she has a handful of other people watching her, I'm sure she'll be fine." Bellamy raised his head and glared at Alex.

"I swear Payne, if she comes back with a single scratch, me and you are going to have problems."

"Yea yea Blake, I'll keep an eye on her." Bellamy looked ready to protest but decided against it and looked at Octavia, silently giving her one last time to back out, but she just smiled and looked away, becoming interested in Jaspers goggles. Bellamy sighed and walked away, Murphy and his friends swarming him. Clarke came up beside him, her backpack already on her shoulder.

"Well we should get going, we're already going to be behind."

"Anyone who's going you better come on, we're leaving!" Clarke yelled behind her. Finn pranced up beside her talking about God knows what before she looked down at his wrist. She immediately grabbed it and held it up.

"Were you trying to take this off?" Clarke asked concerned. Finn looked down at his arm nonchalantly and shrugged before taking his arm away.

"Yea, so?" Clarke looked like she was about to explode.

"So? This wristband transmits your vital signs genius, take that off and they'll think you're dead." Finn looked almost ready to laugh.

"And why should I care if they think I'm dead or not?" Now Clarke looked like she was talking to a five year old, this was humorous watching her expressions.

"Well I don't know, do you want the people you love to think you're dead? Don't you want them to follow you down here in two months because they won't if they think we're dying down here." Finn looked down shamefully not even looking in her direction almost. Clarke nodded her head.

"Okay. Now lets go."

So theres kinda the introduction to everything and you can kinda see how my OC Alex will be. Now Clarke may or may not end up with the OC idk, I want it to be a slow burn kinda thing but I'll let you guys put in some input on it when you want to but my plan is Clarke x OC. Leave your feedback and tell me what you think, should I continue?