I was reading some other stories and I was really interested in the take on The 100 mixed in with Greek Mythology. I wanted to take a little break from my other story, so I hope you guys like it!
*I DON'T OWN THE 100 OR ANY GREEK MYTHS. MY STORYLINES THOUGH, THAT SHIT IS MINE, BUT I CAN SHARE IF YOU ASK:)**
"Bellamy Blake, if you don't get down here right now, I'm going to leave you!"
That was the last thing Bellamy ever heard from his mother because as fate would have it, the young mothers string was about to be cut.
Now at the prime age of 22, Bellamy was still haunted by dreams of his mother's lifeless body collapsing against the hardwood floor. He was reminded every day by his sister, Octavia, who was now among his other brothers and sisters, but looked more like their mother than the father they all shared.
A father who he had only found out about after his mother had perished.
Bellamy's jaw clenched at the thought of his father Ares. He had yet to meet the God which he counted as a blessing. If he ever got the chance to meet him, he was sure that he would die in the process of trying to avenge his mother.
He could hear the laughter of his siblings in the background. They were showing each other different battle stances, trying to look as threatening as they possibly could.
They were the only reason that he stayed in Camp Half-Blood. If not for them, he would have no other reason to live other than the revenge her sought.
"Hey! Look, there's a new girl!" One of them shouted over his shoulder, causing him, like everyone else, to turn his attention to the camp gates
Sure enough, a girl with golden locks and fierce blue eyes was looking straight ahead while Chiron, the camps head counselor, was explaining all of the camps procedures.
His first thought was she had to be a daughter of Aphrodite because even without her obvious beauty, something about her was alluring to Bellamy. His next thought was that she could be a daughter of Athena or Ares because of the tight grip she had on the blade in her right hand. A blade that dripped with the blood of an unknown enemy.
In that moment, her eyes met his. They were an icy blue, but behind the cold exterior, was curiosity. She raised an eyebrow at him and he could see that she gripped the blade tighter as if to say she was not to be messed with.
"Brave princess" he thought with a smirk to himself.
She turned and broke the spell by turning back to Chiron as he continued to talk about the camp.
"I would give it a few days before you are claimed by your godly parent. Until then, you are going to be staying the Hermes cabin. They can explain the camp activities to you and get you some armor. Do you have any questions for me?" the centaur asked with a smile he reserved only for newcomers.
The blonde shook her head as her mouth stretched into a thin line making her features seem grim.
Chiron reached towards the girl who glared at him and moved away from the touch. "Don't mistake me for one of these other kids. I care little for you or this fucking camp. I am here because that cyclops chased me here and that's all."
Chiron smiled at her as if she hadn't just spit venom at him and said "I understand your motives, but you will be safer here. Most half-bloods die in their first years of being alone, it's a wonder you made it the 5 years you did. So please Clarke, allow us to help you. If you still wish to leave then no one will stop you".
Clarke rolled her eyes, but loosened the grip on her sword. She was aware of her chances outside the camp, but she would rather die than stay in a place surrounded by death. She scanned the camp grounds to see that everyone was staring her with mouths wide open.
The only person who watching her with a smirk was a freckled face boy with raven curls spilling around his face. He was smirking at her with a fire behind his golden brown eyes as if challenging her to some kind of staring game.
Unfortunately, her thoughts were broken by Chiron telling her to follow him and she had to turn away from the mysterious boy. Clarke bit down on her lip and followed the centaur, ignoring the stares of the camp and the challenge of a certain boy.
What do you all think? I'm hoping this can turn into something more, so I would love your thoughts!
Also, WTF is going on in The 100! I think Jason just doesn't enjoy happiness because there was no point in killing Gina or the mountain people. Plus, why does he always need to hurt Raven? Then that whole thing with Lexa bowing to Clarke. I was like "Hell yeah, you better bow to the Queen". At this point, I think I'm just hoping to se Jasper smile, Raven not get hurt, Bellamy get...well anything remotely happy, Octavia's sanity, and Clarke back at the camp with her people.
Monty seems like the only person still holding it together, so I hope they don't mess with him and Miller.