Chapter 2

- Clark's view -

I have been sitting for a few days just around and doing nothing. The wave of radioactivity was still storming outside, so because of this point I was not even able to establish communication to the pillbox where the others were hiding. Day by day I am hoping that they survived and the storm of death and pain did not touch them. But I could only assume their surviving. Assuming if your family, your whole nation is still living, here on earth, is the most painful thing on earth. I have not seen them for about a week and I was not allowed or rather not even able to move myself out of this huge building which was an increase in the deepness. I am still wondering how the humanity built it here – out of nothing.

I suppose that most of the people would say that I should have done something, like planning how I will survive… but I was not nearly in mood to do something. I had just lost all my friends; for maybe forever? Not one of the most delightful things that could happen to a human. I was laying in bed, staring up on the ceiling and not even thinking. No. As my head my mind was empty.

Not until the sixth day without connection to humans I decided to stand up. The only thing I heard for six days was the sound of the nature, that has been destroyed out there, on the planet we called home.

And finally on the sixth day of loneliness I did not hear it. 'Is this the worlds end? Is everything destroyed? Is this the end of radioactivity?' But I had no answers for my questions. No one had. And I am convinced that for the next days no one will give me at least one. The possibility of communication to the other humans was not high. I mean : I do not know if I could send a signal to them. Or maybe they would not be able to receive my signal if I am in ability to send one.

So I decided to stand up. I walked through the whole building in direction of the entrance door. When I looked out of the window that was built in there I saw a kind of veil colored in pale red. It was making me fearful. I did not know what was out there, or who was out there, if someone survived, who was not one of us – us, the Skaikru. But now I assume that we will not be the Skaikru no more.

Out there I saw some trees which had fell down, I saw mountains – standing there and rising their heads up in the sky. I wanted to go out, but I was not brave enough. It seemed like the radioactivity was still there and I was not in position to risk my life again. But I was in position to try to communicate with the others in the pillbox. Determined I walked to the technique and began to move some buttons, which should have sent a signal, around. A signal was sent, but after a few times but it seemed like no one was going to answer. Disappointed I sat down on a chair and took a deep breathe.

'Maybe the ones up in the sky will answer my signal?' an idea hushed trough my mind. So I modified the data and sent a signal. A few times, surely, not just only once. But I seemed, as before, that no one was going to answer me. Maybe they were not receiving it? I did not know. I would never know, until they would have answered me.

The only thing I knew was, that I was alone.

- Bellamy's view -

It was much more frightening to be on the Ark just with a crew of seven. The last time I was here, there were more than one thousand humans. And now, the only ones who were up here, were us. Murphy, Emori, Harper, Raven, Monty, Echo and me.

After we had earlier, I mean about six or seven days ago, turned the ventilators on which were supplying us with oxygen to breath, we were exploring the Ark. Though there was not that much left as earlier we had found a lot of things that were very useful. Like some rooms with beds or even toilets which were able to operate surprisingly well.

All the days we have been moving things, that we had brought from earth up here, around the Ark. Also we had planted the seeds we had taken with us. Luckily we had also took some fruitful soil, because up here was nothing of it left. Raven and Monty were and are still working on the technique which is going to help us to contact the earth; hopefully it is going to work. I mean, when nothing is sure everything is possible. And as all the days before I am hoping that one day we will find and communicate with Clark who survived. Not just only me is in hope that she survived. It would be so so unpleasant and painful if she would not have. And the saddest thing about this point is, that I am not able to know if she did it, because only when she answers our signals, which we are going to send soon, we are in position of this knowledge that she is staying alive down there. And if the earth is not suitable for surviving for us humans we may be able to pick her up. I hope so.

Echo and Harper were cleaning up the Ark day by day, because of no matter why, here were so many leftovers of the humanity. And most of all : dust.

Emori and Murphy were cooking or planting or whatever their task was, but they were responsible for the food. And what was doing I? I was helping a bit everywhere. The most of the time I spent here I was running from Raven to Murphy to Harper always with something to tell them. I still do not get it why they were not just using the mobile radios we had used.

All the days I have been looking down the earth I saw similar to hurricanes waves of radioactivity. And why I knew that they were radioactive? Because they were red. Terrifying. But on the sixth say I was looking down on the earth I saw that the similarity to hurricanes was gone. So the wave came to an end? I hope so. The only thing I was determined to see was a veil of red around the world. It was pawning me in astonishment.

I heard Murphy saying "Fascinating and frightening at the same time." and I acknowledged him.

Well guys hello, I am so surprised that this fanfic is so likely with you :) I am hoping to get some reviews or critics… well after this chapter the real plot of this will start… ;) be excited

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