Hiya! So here is chapter 2, hope you like it! Review!
Bellamy POV:
The first thing he saw when he entered the clearing was not the big scary man or the intimidating woman on his side and the other man lingering behind, no, he noticed a blonde haired beauty. Her ivory skin stood out like a sore thumb compared to the others dark and tanned skin, along with her way blonde hair. He wasn't really able to make her out until they all approached each other. His hands on his gun were a little sweaty and shaky because he was a tad bit nervous. Jasper wasn't doing any better; he was looking around frantically with his gun at ready. Raven seemed the calmest but her hands were on her gun ready to shoot.
They neared the middle of the bridge and finally came face to face. The blonde beauty was even more exquisite up close. The top of her hair was pulled back along with two braids going to the back of her head that met with two feathers. She was wearing a small amount of armor on her shoulders made of bone and a short brown top that went to her belly button. Her skirt was brown as well and split on both sides in front, probably so she could move easier, and went a ways up her waist, connected together in string instead of a zipper. And she was wearing leather boots that had string wrapped around them with beads on them.
Her bow was over and across her chest on her shoulder and her arrows were on her back. She had black lines of face paint around her eyes, making the lushes green in them pop out. The black paint traced the outer rims of her eyes and went from the end of her eyes to her temple. She had a couple tattoos of bracelets on her arm like her sister and father and one that had some sort of symbol in the middle of it, also like her father and sister. Except her father had his right on his chest from what he could see.
Her voice brought him out of his investigation. "Hello, I am Clarke and this is my father Dilios and my sister Anya." She said pointing to each of them. They had made eye contact when she started talking and haven't broken it. He couldn't help it, her eyes were so memorizing. He shook his head, what the hell was he thinking? He stretched his arm to them looking Dilios in the eye.
"Hello, my name is Bellamy, this is Jasper," He said pointing to Jasper. "and this is Raven." He pointed to Raven. The man said nothing, he just stared at Bellamy, it was kinda unnerving. His eyes were hard and trained right on him. He was a whole head taller than Bellamy and way more bigger and intimidating. He glanced at the other female, Anya. She wasn't looking at any of them with her head down, she looked much more nervous than any of them.
"Bell…" His eyes went to the goddess before him. He would usually be upset about anyone other than Octavia calling him Bell but with Clarke, the name just seemed to roll of her tongue and he loved it, he would love to hear her say his name more. She was looking at him and the others, but mostly him, with awe and curiosity.
She took a step near him but her father's arm in her chest stopped her from moving any closer, but she still never stopped looking at him and vice versa. "Father please, I just want to see~" She sang softly to her father. Dilios looked hesitant for a couple seconds before sighing and lowering his arm down, muttering something about woman and like their mother.
Clare stepped closer to him, her eyes narrowed as she studied him. He saw her lips quirk up a tiny bit. She circled them, looking at them closely, sometimes pulling on one of there clothing or hair to feel it. She got to Raven's jacket and put a small hand on it, having it go down Ravens sleeve. "Wow…" She looked Raven in the eyes. "You have beautiful clothing, did you make this?" Raven blushed at the compliment but shook her head smiling some.
"No I didn't, sorry." Clarke frowned at the answer and went back to her original spot in front of Bellamy and beside her father.
"Ok, I'm done now." She said smiling looking at her father. He nodded and looked at Bellamy hard again. He cleared his throat and stood up straighter if that was possible.
"So, you are the leader of the sky people?" Bellamy straightened his shoulders himself and stood as tall as he could and looked at Dilios in the eyes.
"Yes sir. I am the leader of the 100, we came from space back to our home planet. Our people lived here almost 100 years ago before they were wiped out by the war, or at least we thought." He muttered the last part to himself.
"You don't need to remind me Sky man, I remember well. Watching your people in the rockets leave us here to die when I was just a small kid, yes I remember very well." Dilios said coldly. Clarke looked up at him and smacked him on the arm, saying something to him in a language that he didn't understand.
Bellamy's eyes went from Clarke to her father and then back to Clarke. Dilios's shoulders slumped a little and a comical small pout formed on his face before he remembered who was in his presence and wiped it off his face.
Dilios cleared his throat once more. "So, what made the Sky people decide to come back down?"
"Well not all of us came down. Some of us are still on the Ark. They sent us down here because the Ark is dying and they wanted to test to see if the Earth was suitable to live on. We honestly didn't think anyone on Earth was still alive at this point." Bellamy said honestly.
"And what of the burning down of one of our villages?" Dilios asked. Bellamy's eyes widened. Burning down a village? When did that occur?
"I don't understand what you're saying." Dilios's eyes became sharper and his voice raised a hair.
"The one you sent missiles onto and burned down!" Bellamy wracked his brain for whatever Dilios was talking about. His eyes widened.
"Missiles? Oh no, those weren't missiles and they were never intended to hurt anyone. Like I said before, we didn't know anyone lived here. But those were flares of sorts to try to get the people in the Arks attention. We were trying to save 300 people from dying."
"But then you cause 200 deaths!" Dilios yelled. Bellamy's eyes widened again. 200 people? They never meant to hurt anyone; they were just trying to help themselves. But then Bellamy remembered the few people the grounders managed to pick off and suddenly he didn't feel as bad, in fact he was mad now.
"YOU'VE KILLED 9 OF MY PEOPLE! DON'T ACT LIKE YOU HAVENT KILLED ANY OF US EITHER!" Bellamy yelled to the man. That probably wasn't a good idea but he didn't care. Those were nine of his people that died, the man needed to be yelled at.
Clarke looked frantic. Things weren't going like she expected them to go, they were going the opposite. But then her father gave off a…chuckle…a deep chuckle. Clarke quirked her eyes brow at him and Bellamy looked at him with curious eyes. Why was the man chuckling when he just yelled and insulted him?
"You've got spunk Bellamy of the Sky People. You sound like a fine leader." Bellamy was shocked. This was so not what he expected the leader to say.
"Sir if I may apologize for yelling…that was a little uncalled for. And I am sorry about your village, we didn't mean to burn it down, it was not our intention. Now um, you asked about Peace?" Bellamy asked.
"Ahh yes. I had been planning on taking my warriors and slaughtering your village but these two woman at my side have prevented me from doing so and I'm now taking a new approach, peace. Since the loss of our village, we need as many warriors as we can get to protect us from major threats, like reapers and mountain men. We don't need to loose more men by going to war with you and I'm sure you would rather not loose more men as well?" It was true, they couldn't risk loosing more men and women than they already had, they were now down to 83 and couldn't risk loosing anymore.
"Yes sir. We're already down to 83 people and cant loose anymore lives, especially in a war." His gaze ventured to Clarke who was looking over the bridge, not paying attention. His lips quirked upward. Dare he say it, but she looked adorable. Her nose was crinkled from her eyes squinting where the sun was in her eyes. "We need peace…" He mumbled still looking at her. Anya noticed and gave a small smile but didn't say anything.
Dilios gave a grunt in reply, his hand stroking his chin in thought looking at the ground. "You said you were trying to signal the 'ark', is that more of your people?"
Bellamy broke his gaze from Clarke and looked to Dilios. "Yes there are more of us and they will be coming down eventually, maybe in a couple months."
Dilios nodded. "You are the leader of your people down here, are you also the leader of the people on the ark?"
"No, I'm not. We weren't even supposed to live down here, they practically sent us here to die." Bellamy stated.
"Then if we come to a peace agreement, how do we know that your other people will honor our agreement?" Bellamy was at an intersection here. What if they didn't honor the agreements? He didn't even want them here; it would be so much better if they just stayed in space.
"You don't know, you'll just have to trust us to talk to the people of the Ark to follow the terms."
"Father…I know part of this was my idea but this is a big risk. If they don't follow the terms we could all die. Maybe we shouldn't have come." Anya spoke out. Clarke looked at her with wide eyes and then her father. He was thinking about taking Anya's idea and not making peace.
Bellamy's heart sped up at the exchange. They needed this peace. He gave Clarke a pleading look. Wanting her to know that he needed her help and that they needed this peace for the both of them. Clarke locked eyes with him and nodded before turning back to her father.
"Father I will not allow you to let this opportunity pass up. This is our one chance to make peace. Look at them; they're just as scared as we are about getting into this war! They don't want harm us father, they will try to convince their other people to follow the terms I just know it! I'll even keep tabs on them if you deem it necessary, try to make them see that we don't want war either! Please you can't just walk away from this!" Clarke pleaded. Lincoln was looking at her with wide eyes. She would leave her village to stay with these…aliens?
Dilios was looking at Clarke with hard eyes. He didn't know what to do but apparently Clarke did. She was too much like her mother. Bellamy looked in between Clarke and Dilios. He was surprised when she said she would stay with his people, not like he wouldn't like that, he would love to get to know her better if she would let him.
"Listen sir, I promise I will do everything in my power to have the people of the Ark follow the agreement. I have a sister back at camp that I need to make sure is safe and protected, I cant do that when we're at war now can I?" He did have a point. If he didn't do whatever he could to make sure this war didn't happen he would be putting his sister in danger.
Clarke looked at her father expectantly. He huffed and crossed his arms. "Fine, but I will not ask you to go to their camp and stay there like that. Now, I agree to be at peace and if anything changes I will send Lincoln or Clarke to you. Now come girls, Lincoln, we must be going." Dilios said as he turned around to walk back to his horse.
Clarke let out a breath of relief. She did it, she really did it. Bellamy looked to Clarke with a smile on his face. "Thank you princess."
"You're welcome Bellamy." She turned away from him and gave him a wave as she headed towards her father and sister.
Bellamy watched her leave. He already missed her green eyes and ivory skin, not to mention that sweet smile. Oh man he was turning into a lovesick teenager. A snap of fingers in front of his face made him take his eyes away from the blonde beauty.
"Dude…are you still on earth?" Jasper asked snapping his fingers in front of his face. Bellamy swatted his hand away form his face.
"Yes I'm still on earth idiot." Bellamy snapped.
"I can't believe this actually worked Bellamy, good job." She said patting his shoulder.
"Yea yea yea, now come on. We need to get back to camp before dark."
Clarke POV:
"Anya! Wasn't that amazing! I actually touched them!" Anya smiled down at her as she took the braids out of Clarke's hair.
"It was pretty amazing." Anya said softly.
"Oh and that one in the middle? The one with the freckles on his face?" Clarke said dreamily.
"Yes he was pretty handsome wasn't he?" Anya said, too involved in Clarkes hair to really put any emotion in her answer. Although they had been talking about Bellamy all day, ever since they got back to the village she wouldn't shut up about him.
"Why don't you go meet him again then if you're so…fascinated." Lincoln said sarcastically. Clarke was about to tell him to knock it off but that gave her an idea. Would it be so bad that she snuck out tonight to see the Sky people and Bellamy?
"Anya! Put my hair back in its braids please." Clarke said hurriedly.
"But Clarke, you wont be seeing anyone so your hair doesn't have to be up." Anya said curiously.
"Well…yea but I don't want to have to put it back up in the morning." Anya smirked. She knew exactly what she was doing and she wasn't going to stop Clarke from doing it. She was happy for her and it would be humorous to see how this came out.
"Well ok then." She took Clarke's hair and started to braid it again. Lincoln scoffed and walked out of the tent. Clarke watched him leave with a frown on her face.
"Don't worry about him Clarke. He's just jealous, that's what men do. He'll get over it."
"Yea but…why can't he just let me be happy…I don't like him I thought we already had that discussion awhile ago and that he was over it." Clarke said huffing.
Anya giggled. "Like I said, men. Now Clarke, I want you to take your bow when you go and your satchel with herbs in it in case you hurt yourself, oh and don't forget the horn." Clarke started to get nervous.
"What are you talking about Anya, I'm not going anywhere…" Anya smirked and tied off Clarke's hair, sticking her two feathers into the tie.
"There." Clarke turned around in her seat to face Anya.
"So…you wont tell?" Clarke asked. Anya shook her head and started to take out some supplies for Clarkes journey.
"No of course not. What would I get out of telling dad about you sneaking out to meet that Bellamy guy. But you do have to promise to be careful or dad will kill me." She said smirking to Clarke. She grabbed a small satchel off a hook and packed it with the supplies before handing to her. "Now it will take a couple hours for you to get there so use night to your advantage and stay safe. Do you need a coat?"
Clarke shook her head giving her a big smile. "No, its gonna be to hot for that, it'll only get in my way….Thank you Anya." She said as she jumped into Anya's arms giving her a big hug.
"You're welcome now go before Lincoln decides he may say something." Anya said as she pushed Clarke out the tent.
Nothing could make Clarke happier. She was on her way to the Sky people's camp and she couldn't be more excited than she was now. She left at about 8 and it was already dark, she had only been walking for an hour by now. She probably should have taken the coat since it was getting colder but it was summer and wouldn't get down to freezing.
She went over logs and over rocks as she walked. There were deer grazing and birds chirping. She would occasionally see a blue glowing butterfly flying near her. She crawled over a hill and saw a light illuminating the tops of the trees. This is it, their camp. Oh how she was wrong.
They were reapers. But what were they doing out of the mines? She started to crawl back but her elbow snapped a twig. The all looked back at her, their mouths forming in sickening smiles. "Oh shit.." Clarke got up and sprinted away form them as fast as she could. While she dunked under tree limbs she pulled her bow off her shoulder.
She abruptly spun on her foot to face the reapers headed her way and landed on one knee while she took an arrow and put it in her bow. She pulled the string back and aimed. She calmed down her breathing and closed her left eye in concentration. She fired. The arrow flew through the tress and hit dead on in a reapers neck. He let out a strangled loud cry before killing him.
She got off her knee and started running again. Her heart was beating fast as she ran. Her hair whipped around her face as she danced through the trees. She looked to her left to see a reaper running beside her on her right. She took a knife out of a pouch on her skirt and readied it on her hand. The reaper lunged for her and she dunked under him before grabbing his arm and slamming him to the ground. She straddled the dazed reaper and stuck the knife in an artery she knew would kill him instantly.
A hand fisted in her hair sharply and she let out a scream. She was yanked off the dead reaper by her hair and onto her back. She screamed for help. She hated being a damsel in distress but if she didn't get help she would die, she knew that. "HELP!" A hand went across her face and grabbed her cheeks painfully.
The man above her was drooling and grinning sadistically. His finger nails dug into her cheeks making them sting. She took her knife and went for his neck but he caught her wrist and slammed it to the ground harshly, causing her to let go of the knife. This was it, she was going to die.
But heaven shined down on her when the weight on her waist was torn off of her. She instantly took her bow and grabbed an arrow and aimed it at the person who helped her. The figure stood up from the now dead grounder and looked at her. She could see his face but she heard a click and then her face was bathed in light, causing her to squint but still had her bow pointed.
A gasp rang out and the light faded from her face and went to her chest. She heard footsteps and pulled her bow back. "Stay back." The footsteps stopped.
"Princess…" The voice was calm and soothing but worried. She instantly knew who it was from the voice and what they said. She lowered her bow slowly, still a little cautious and stood up from her knee.
"Bellamy?" She asked. The light traveled from her to Bellamy's face, proving to her who it was. She put her bow and arrow back on her back smiling. She didn't know what came over her but she jumped into his arms hugging him. He was a bit surprised and didn't hug her back immediately but when he got his mind together he returned the hug ten fold.
He hadn't known who it was at first when he heard the scream for help but he knew it sounded familiar. What he came to was a reaper over another person. He didn't know if It was one the 100 or a grounder but he couldn't take any chances. He had immediately took the grounder off the person and guess what his surprise was when he saw Clarke's hair and ivory skin shine in the dim moonlight?
"Damn it Clarke, what the hell are you doing out here?" He asked in her hair. They still hadn't let go of each other for whatever reason and he wasn't about to any time soon.
"I-I was going to see you and your people but I ran into three reapers." She said breathlessly. She was still quite winded from running the distance. She had been scared and still was. She was shaking and she could feel tears prick the corners of her eyes. She hated crying. Ever since she cried for her mother she hated it. But now she couldn't really stop the tears from leaking out.
Bellamy pulled back and away form Clarke to look down at her tear stricken face. He cooed at her and used his thumbs to wipe the tears off her cheeks. She grabbed his wrists wanting to have him close. "Its ok Clarke, you're ok." He whispered to her gently. He kissed the top of her head and kept wrapped his arms back around her shoulders.
"We-we need to get out of here, other reapers would have heard that and are coming." Clarke said wiping her eyes. Bellamy took her hand. "Come on I know just the place to hide. He squeezed her hand and went to pick up her knife before leading her through the woods. She was wiping her eyes furiously. She didn't want to cry in front of Bellamy. They walked for a couple minutes before stopping.
She looked around, expecting a hut or something but it was just more woods around them. "W-what…" She looked down at Bellamy to see him moving leaves around. She heard a big bang and crouched down beside him. She saw him moving the leaves and unearthed a door of some kind.
"It's a bunker that spacewalker found a couple weeks ago. I don't know if he still uses it or not but we can use it for now." He said unlocking the door.
"Spacewalker?" Clarke asked. He opened the door.
"Oh yea, sorry. His actual name if Finn but I call him spacewalker. Now come on." He motioned for her to go into the bunker. She was a little skeptical at first, she did just meet Bellamy but she felt like she could trust him. She put her feet in first and felt a ladder. She turned onto her stomach and lowered herself down the ladder.
Her feet touched the ground and she let go of the ladder to look around. She heard the door shut loudly up above her. Everything was dark and she could barley see anything. She heard Bellamy's feet touch the ground behind her and she looked around some more. "Bell…I cant see anything.." She whispered into the dark.
She felt a hand touch her waist to move her over and she thanked God it was dark so he couldn't see her blush. She didn't have any clothing near her belly button where he just so happened to touch her. It felt like fire and electricity on her skin. Bellamy turned on the light he had blinded her with before and shined it around the room looking for something. He brought out some matches form a drawer and started to light candles around the room.
Soon the room was bathed in light and she could see the bunker. There was a bed in the corner, a couch with…pencils?! She immediately went to the pencils and found colored pencils with them. And there was paper, oh God she was in love.
"What do you got there Princess?" Bellamy asked her. She took the pencils and paper in her hand and held them up.
"Do you know what this is?" She said excitedly. He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Yea…it's paper and pencils."
"Exactly! I've always wanted to have these two, special things. All I have to draw with is charcoal and rocks but this…this is amazing! Please let me draw you!" She said quickly, pushing herself onto his chest. He stared down at her weirdly. She was looking up at him with big eyes, but then she realized how weird she must sound and she backed off.
"Ahh, umm, sorry about that. I kinda got excided." She said looking away from him and putting the utensils up. He grabbed her hand and turned her around.
"No…no, its ok. Draw me like one of your French girls." He said jokingly. But the look on her face made him rethink what he said. "Umm..forget what I said, but you can draw me. I'll sit right here like a good boy." He said plopping down on the couch. Clarke squealed and grabbed the colored pencils and paper and sat down in front of him. She drew for hours and he was starting to get drowsy but he would stay awake for her.
Just the look of concentration on her face was enough for him to want to carry the Earth on his shoulders for her. She would look down at her paper and bite her lip in thought, then look back up at him for minuets before going right back to drawing. Just the look in her eyes was enough for him to stay up. Plus, he wanted to see how she saw him.
"Done!" She said putting the pencils down on the table behind her. "Now, I must throw caution. I've never drawn with actual pencils and paper before so it may not be that good but can I say…you have a beautiful face Bellamy." She said still soaked up in her drawing. She probably didn't even know what came out of her mouth just now. He smiled at her and stood to look at her drawing.
She was incredibly talented with a pencil. She even got the smallest of details he didn't even know about himself. He looked to his right on her shoulder to see that she wasn't starring at the picture anymore, but at him. He smirked slightly at her and used his finger to brush away a strand of hair in her face.
"I'm not the only one in this bunker who has a beautiful face." She blushed and looked back down at her drawing, a small smile on her face.
"Would you do me a favor?" She asked him. He sat down beside her.
"Sure princess."
"Can you take my hair down? Unbraid it? My sister Anya usually does it for me but she's not here so…" He moved himself to sit behind her and took the feathers out, placing them on the table. He started to unwind her golden hair, which caused shivers to go down Clarke's spine whenever he accidently touched her neck.
When he got her hair unbraided he was tempted to kiss that unblemished neck of hers but thought against it, thinking she would think he was weird. He ran he fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp lightly causing small moans of pleasure to escape her lips. He decided that that was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
He stopped running his fingers through her hair and stood up, not missing the small whimper of disappointment from her. "Come on princess, we need to go to sleep. You take the bed and I'll take the couch." He said shooing her away from the couch. She walked to the bed and looked at it before stripping down. He couldn't help it when his eyes wandered to her. She was just in straps and underwear now, and the straps did nothing to hide his imagination. Her body was toned and lean, not an ounce of fat to be seen.
But she wasn't the only one who had something to show. He took of his shirt and threw it on the ground creating noise. Clarke turned her head and widened her eyes. The man in front of her wasn't just handsome…could she call him a hunk? Would that be rude? His stomach was tight and his muscles would flex every time he moved an inch. He was toned and didn't have fat anywhere, she wasn't that mesmerized by the abs though, considering she did live in a village with strong men she was used to it. But he stuck out from the rest of them. He had no bumps on him saying how many he has killed unlick her who had two, now they could add two more from the two reapers she killed.
He looked over at her and smirked when he caught her looking at him. She looked away quickly and threw the blankets back and got into the bed. She sighed when she made contact with the comfortable mattress and snuggled in deeper. But she was cold…well kinda.
"Bell?" She whispered. He looked at her from the couch.
"I'm cold…" It wasn't a second later before he sighed, chuckling some and getting up. He crossed over her body and pulled back the covers behind her, getting into the bed himself. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.
"Goodnight princess.."
"Goodnight Bell" She said before her vision went black and all she could feel was the heat from his body and the smell of woods and smoke.
There ya have it! Next chapter is maybe next weekend…probably. So yea…Review!
