Hi everyone, this is my very first story and I hope it isn't too bad, please give me some feedback. As I know there are bound to be some things I need to work on.

but I hope you enjoy!

I don't own The 100 or its character, i only own my OC character that I have created.

Its been 97 years since a nuclear apocalypse killed everyone on earth, leaving the planet simmering in radiation. Fortunately, there where survivors, 12 nations had operation space stations at the time of the booms. There is now only the ark, one station forged from the many. Where told the earth needs another 100 years to become survivable again.

4 more space lock generations before man can go home back to the ground.

The ground

That's the dream, but this is reality and reality sucks

I heard the door to my cell open, I didn't bother to look up as I knew the time had come, where the council had finally made their decision to float me before I turned 18.

On the ark every crime, no matter how small is punishable by death, unless you're under the age of 18.

But of course, my crime was one that was going to be the exception of this law.

"Prisoner 309, face the wall" yield the guard walking in to my cell.

As I get up from my position on the ground, not bothering to look up to see the two people walk in as I wanted to stare a bit longer at the ground in front of me where I had been drawing a forest, a waterfall and some deer in the back ground, I had imagined from the books my mother used to read to me when I was little and a person standing in the middle of it all.

As I looked up to see the guard come into my cell, the guard was hesitant and was trying to not show on his face the fear everyone looks as me with. The other person was someone I didn't expect to see, I at least thought i would never see again, well not before my 18 birthday the day I will get float for a crime I committed that is the worst of the worst in the records of the Ark that has ever been committed.

The person who followed behind him, the one person I didn't want to see was Marcus Kane,

My father.

"what is this" I ask, knowing the answer but I wanted to hear it from them.

"Quite", said the guard, walking over to the table, opening the box he had carried in with him and pulled out a wrist band thing.

The guard walks over and says, "Hold out your right arm, and take of the bracelet"

"No, it's not my time, I don't turn eighteen for another few days" I say as I turn to face the man trying to hold all emotion back from showing on my face, but my voice was what gave it away as I spoke with a weak voice and a stutter in my words, as I was literally shaking in my boots.

I knew the day would come sooner then later as the council would deem me unsuitable to be reintegrated back into society.

Juvenile defenders are put into lock up to serve their time for the crime they have committed. We, the criminals call it the sky box.

As the guard got closer I started to panic, that's when i grab the guards arm and use the bracelet he had in his grasp to hit him in the forehead with it and knock him out. That's when I made the one mistake to ignore that Marcus Kane was in the cell too. He grabbed my arm and put me in an arm lock and forced me to the wall, with my face pushed harshly against the wall.

That's when he said the one thing that broke me all those years ago, "You killed your own mother, killed 12 Guards. You my dear of have blood on your hands and you can't get the stains out no matter what you do. But now you will pay the price."

Those were the last words I heard before he knocked me out and everything went Dark.

Hope you enjoyed. will try and upload every week but for my next chapter I will upload in a few days, as I have already done the next one. :)