Chapter 1: The Results of Praimfaya
Clarke's POV
Two Weeks After Praimfaya:
It had been about two weeks since the second end of the world. I had been awake for a few days now, recovering from the damage the radiation had on me. Looking around me I felt a void of emptiness and loneliness involving. I wondered if my friends and family in the bunker were all right? What about the people who hadn't been selected to survive? I filled my days with tasks so I wouldn't dare to think about the ones on the ring. Had Raven, Harper, Monty, Echo, Emory, and Murphey made it? Was what I had done enough to secure them a safe landing. What about Bellamy? Had he made it? Was he alright?
"Ughhh." I groaned trying to stop my train of thought. "Come on Clarke, you can do this." I decided the day I woke up in Becca's bunker that I would radio my friends every day until we either met again or I died. I knew I was most likely speaking to a void, but I wanted... No, I needed to tell Bellamy everything I hadn't had the guts to tell him these past months.
"Hey, Bell. I know I've called in to check all these past days, but I have finally accepted that whether or not you can hear me, I need to do this so that I do not forget who I was, who I am."
A tear rolled down my face, as I thought of everything, I had failed to tell Bellamy that he needed to know.
"Bell, I have so many things to tell you and I just don't know where to start. I know that sounds ominous, but it's truly been difficult putting my thoughts into words." I stopped talking and took and deep breath.
"I don't want to prolong this, so I am just going to come right out and say it…" I sighed; this was so difficult. "Bell, I am pregnant." I choked back a sob knowing that if he was listening, he would blame himself that I was in this situation all by myself. "Knowing you I know that if you can hear me, you're probably either blaming yourself or cursing me for staying behind. But Bell I want you to know that if I had to do it again to save all of your lives I would. I miss you and can't wait for these five years to pass fast so that you can come down and hopefully meet your child. Until then I will continue to update you here. Tell everyone how much I care for them and we will meet again."
Time passed and before I knew it a month became two and the little rations I had here in Becca's bunker were beginning to dwindle. I was already past the first trimester of my pregnancy and I needed to find a way to survive without exertion in the later stages, which meant I had a short window of about three months to settle everything before it became too dangerous for me and the baby.
"Hey Bell, today I left Becca's bunker. Resources were scarce already, and I need to prepare for the birth of our baby. I am heading for Polis; I have packed up all the rations left here at the bunker and am ready to face the changing world around me." I looked ahead from where I was sitting and saw what looked like an escape tube from one of the rovers hidden in the sand and decided to cut the call short and dig as much as I could. "I am going to go Bell; I think I just might have found a way to make my journey to Polis easier."
So, I hung up and began to dig.
Bellamy's POV
Murphey grumbled in his comatose state.
"Do you think he will be alright?" Emory asked me as she held his hand.
"Murphey is a cockroach; he doesn't stay dead long. I am sure he'll be back to his ways in a few days." I replied calming her down.
A few minutes of silence passed and just when I thought to leave the room, I heard Murphey's whisper. "Wa…water…please."
"John?" Emory asked looking up to see his eyes staring right back at her. She looked at me asking me to please go get him water with her eyes.
"See I told you, it would take more than seaweed poisoning to kill him," I said chuckling heading to bring him more water.
As the days passed and Murphey fully recovered, I couldn't help but focus once more on the obvious lack of a bright blonde, whom I had always admired despite our many grievances in the past few years.
Three days after Murphey returned, I was standing in front of a window staring down at an orange and black looking Earth. I thought about Octavia and how she was dealing, I thought about her position as commander and if it had been threatened or if all survivors from each clan had submitted and accepted her as their new ruler and of course I thought about Clarke and her sacrifice for our survival.
"She saved us again." Raven said walking up to me.
I nodded tearfully as I realized how much Clarke had really given up for our survival.
"Think we can do this without her?" She asked as she stared into the destroyed world beneath us.
I thought about my words and clenched my jaw, "if we don't, she died in vain… and I am not gonna let that happen." I turned my face towards Raven and asked, "You with me?"
"Always," she replied as I nodded.
Clarke was gone, but she had sacrificed herself so that we could live and do better once more. She would always be a missing piece of me and all of the people we loved, but I had to move forward if I was going to do exactly what she would have wanted.
Clarke's POV
Five months after Praimfaya.
I was about ready to give up and die. I had successfully dug out the Rover that's about when my luck ended. Upon my arrival at Polis, I realized that the buildings had collapsed on top of the entrance to the bunker. I tried to remove the rubble, but that ended in worst situations that put my baby's life in danger, therefore I decided to leave Polis be, for now, after all, it would be another five years before it was saved for them to return to the ground. In the meantime, I had to find a new source of food and water because my rations were really beginning to disappear now and if I wanted to make sure my baby made it to its birth I needed to feed it enough food.
So, I set out on a journey to find food and water. During this time, I found out just about how much Praimfaya had changed the planet. Sandstorms now carried pieces of glass and were much more intense.
As the days passed and my scenery didn't change from desserts and wastelands, I finally gave up and decided it would be best if I just ended my life. I held my self at gunpoint when I thought about the little bump that was my stomach and what that meant.
"Bell…" I said into the radio that day, "I don't know how much more of this I can take. I am trying… I really am, but my efforts are futile. I haven't been able to find a source of food yet and while I was able to collect water from the rain a few days ago it' only going to last me a few more days. I wish… I wish I could turn back time to when we had just arrived here on Earth and do things differently. Being alone gives me time for nothing but to think. I regret so many things, so many wrong choices…" I stopped talking as I heard the sound of an eagle flying right above me.
"I think I just saw a bird, although that might just be me hallucinating, anyways I am going to chase it and try to catch it. Talk to you tomorrow."
I ran in the direction that the bird had flown hoping to find it and be able to eat. I was not prepared to find a paradise in the midst of these wastelands.
I was able to catch the bird and cook it, it was the best meal I'd had in months. I decided to explore this Eden and see if by any chance there were other survivors like myself. Instead, I found a barren village full of colors. Apparently, the death wave had skipped over this valley, but not completely for the people of the village had died in their homes or as they did their daily tasks.
"Today has been a rough day Bell. I found a ghost village here in this Eden. Unfortunately, the people died and so I've been burning corpses all day long and reciting the Trikru saying…" I broke down into sobs as I watched the last three bodies catch on fire. "I know it's wrong, but my stomach has been queasy as a result of the smell of death. By the way, the baby seems fine, as far as I can tell."
I saw something move in the distance and decided to follow it. It moved swiftly through the trees.
"Hey, wait up," I yelled realizing it was a child. I was too pregnant to follow her through the trees at the speed she was going.
Finally, she was cornered, and I was able to catch up to her.
"You are a nightblood, right?" I asked in the language of the tribes, although I already knew the answer her clan had all perished, she was the only survivor just like me.
I stepped forward without looking and walked straight into a bear trap this little girl had set up for me.
"Aghh," I cried out in pain, catching myself with my other leg before I fell and holding my baby bump. I looked up and called out saying, "my name is Clarke. What's yours?"
And that's how I met Madi the girl that I would come to call my daughter.
A/N
Hey guys, so I recently decided to try this new idea. I hope you guys liked this chapter which was obviously supposed to be like a set up for the actual story. Guys, I promise I will try to complete this fiction, and honestly, that's all I have to say. Hopefully, I don't encounter writer's block on the way.
May We Meet Again.
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