The Princess

"Alright, now one last wire crossed and, we're done!" Monty said picking up the small mental pair of tweezers. "Wells, would you like to do the honors?"

"Jasper has the goggles, maybe he should?" Wells shrugs handing the rusted metal tool over to Jasper. He looks into the box, and hesitantly places them on the circuit board. It sparks and the board shorts and smokes he jumps back inspecting a burnt hand. Monty brushes by and quickly tugs at a few wires, flips aswitch and then picks up one of the bracelets.

"It's done, we're done. It fried the bands," He growled grabbing the box and slinging it against the wall to watch it shatter it to bits and land with a crash. "We're all gonna die down here."

"Not necessarily, Babe. We have made peace with a few tribes, they're just as much against the hostile as we are," Jasper said rubbing his back encouragingly.

"We'll starve to death or die of dehydration. I wanted better for it Jasper, I thought I we could achieve it even," he muttered bitterly as he clutched the bracelet in his hand crushing it shut, who was Monty talking about? A parent? Maybe a sibling back on the Arc? Then it dawned on me, always insisting Octavia eat at least part of their rations, the anxiety on their faces when she did anything physically taxing, the strange trips outside, Jasper going through bandages faster and claiming one was destroyed, the time she vomited on a hike and claimed it was the sun and the increase in her ankles and arm size. Octavia was with child.

"Monty, who's it?" Finn asks breaking the confused silence.

"The baby, our baby, Octavia's pregnant," Jasper sighed running his hands through his hair.

The Rebel

I sat inside the Octavia's tent I'd come to bring her food, which I had expected her to be difficult about eating. But surprisingly she ate her rations with zero attempts of arguing with me over it. But this time was different, when I walked over she was emptying her stomach on the ground.

"Octavia! Octavia, are you alright?!" I panicked as I rushed to her side, she smile up at me weakly for a moment and then shook her head before being hit with a second spell. She continued for a moment before wiping her mouth on her sleeve and pulling her self to her feet.

"Here," I say handing her the cup of water I'd brought.

"Thanks," she rasps downing half of the water in the cup. "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"No problem, I'll see you later?" I ask nodding my head towards her.

"Yeah, see you Bell," She smiles sitting down on her makeshift bed. I leave the tent in a slight haze of anger. "Murphy!" I call out to the younger man rubbing salt on to a dead rabbit at a table to my left. He passes it to Miller and jogs over clearly annoyed at me.

"What?" He asks gruffly.

"Your family worked the maternity floor right?" I asked him impatiently crossing my arms. He blew out in anger and annoyance at me for talking about his past. It was no secret he hated to think about it. His father was killed for practicing illegal abortions on 'extra children.' He was imprisoned after attacking guards and taking the blame for his mother who'd help women pregnant with a child smuggle them to barren woman faking pregnancy. He hated thinking about it, but I'd lost all ability to care, my little sister was most likely pregnant.

"Yeah, why?" He said crossing his arms in return glaring up at me in return.

"Can you test someone for pregnancy down here?" I ask stepping toward him cutting my eyes at Octavia's tent.

He nodded at me in understanding. "I'll find some of the herb tomorrow, I'll need a urine sample," he sighed walking away.

"You're sure you can do it?" I growl at grabbing his arm he turned around narrowing his eyes at me looking offended and ripped his arm from my grasp.

"We're a bunch of teenagers with no adult supervision besides you who is a regular in pound town yourself. We have no protection what so ever, and lots of us don't have the brains to step out of the rain let along pull out. Don't be a fucking idiot, this isn't the first scare. I never doubt what I can or can't do."

I smirked, and nodded in approvingly. "Good."

The Princess

We sat quietly just outside the gates a bottle of moonshine I take a large gulp letting the burning warm sensation run down my throat before passing it Jasper.

"Why does everything suck? They sent us down here to live, so we could all live. The human race hasn't lived in two generations, it's survived. That's what we do we wake up, survive, sleep, repeat. Whether your here or on the ark," he say gulping some down passing it to Finn.

"Amen," Finn said gulping some and handing it Wells. "My spacewalk, and Raven's used maybe a fucking day oxygen. Some idiot tried to fix the fucking system all together and botched it up the day before. Like a gift from God I came along, they had me, they blamed me."

Wells took a long drink and passed it Monty. "I tried to light the exodus tree."

"Props man," Monty smiled taking a gulp. "My own dad turned me in to get back at my mom."

"Rough," I say taking another long gulp. "Bellamy's a self-serving rapist," I rasp taking another quick sip.

"It's safe to say we'll all drink to that," Jasper smiled drinking some.

"Agreed," Finn said taking sip from the bottle.

"I'd like Wells to light him on fire, could you?" Jasper joked.

Wells gulped his sip and smirked at Jasper. "The tree didn't have to things he has, the ability to scream or criminal goon pawns."

Monty took the last gulp. "This is hell on earth. He's not gonna give up, he'll make things harder. He's the only adult and he uses it to his advantage."

"We're in his sick game of chess, aren't we?" I laughed bitterly.

Chess.

The earth is our board, we're all pieces.

There are pawns.

Rooks.

Bishops.

Knights.

And a King, the King wants me as his Queen.

The most powerful piece in the game.