The 100 - Blair Blackwood's Tale

by BrownDirewolf

I was locked for seven years with my dog, we had been stuck in very heavy duty solitary box. Because of my crime, is that I killed thirty-five people. Everyone on the Ark calls it the "Big Bad Wolf Massacre" and assumes that I've finally gone mad, but that's not true. Because only few people and I knew the truth, all before it happened. Before we, the 100 were sent to the Earth.

Aslan kneed his head down as I stroke his enormous left cheek, his eyes stared at my left bright green eye and right Icy blue eye. I quietly asked him, "Do you think we'll see Clarke again, Aslan?" Aslan whispered as he can "We will." He licked my hand. I chuckled as I picked up the coal stick while Aslan stood there, watching me finishing my drawing of the giant gorilla on the cell's floor. Because in my mind, I knew we were never going see Clarke ever again.