A/N: So a question was asked about the pairings I'll have in this story other than Wren/Eion. I'm going to try to follow each episode to the best of my abilities but still make it my own, so there will be a little of Octavia/Lincoln (my fav!) and Clarke/Bellamy, but mainly Wren/Eion. I know it's taking Wren and Eion a long time to meet but considering how long it took Linctavia to happen, I think I'm on the right track. Also, Eion is pronounced like Ian. I really hope there aren't too many mistakes in this. Anyways, ENJOY!

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Mojo

*The 100 Selected POV*

Wren pushed her way past the branches and bushes to catch up to Clarke and Bellamy, leaving Wells and Murphy behind. The group had no idea where to start looking, their only lead was to go back to where Jasper was attacked. Wren was quiet while they walked, thinking about the Ark and how she managed to get herself into this mess.

*Flashback 5 Months Ago: The Ark*

Wren looked up from her bowl of cereal to her parents. They seemed nervous, giving each other anxious glances and wringing their hands, a habit even she had. Wren scrunched her eyebrows together and opened her mouth, but decided not to question them and went back to eating. A spoon was making its way to her mouth when the doors were forcibly opened and guards came rushing in, guns at attention and shouting. Wren dropped her spoon and shot out of her chair, backing away from the guards and into her father's arms.

"Mr. and Ms. Matheson, you are under arrest for the assistance in misusing lab equipment in creating a possible weapon against the Ark. You will be given a trial in front of the council in two hours. Remember, all who commit crimes above the age of adulthood is punishable by floating. Arrest them."

"Wh-what? Dad? A weapon, no that's not true! Dad! Mom! Tell them it isn't true! You wouldn't do this!" Wren grabbed the outstretched hand of her Dad as he was pulled away from her.

"Sweetie, don't you worry okay? Everything will be fine. Go to the Marshall's across the hall, they will help you. I love you, never forget that. We love you," their voices began to fade as they were taken from their home.

Wren stood frozen, staring at the spot her parents were originally at. Finally, she snapped out of it and look at the time, she had stood there for nearly two hours. Adrenaline shot through her like never before, controlling her actions as she realized her parents would be floated in less than an hour. She wouldn't let that happen to them, no matter what they did. Wren ran from her room and towards the restricted area, sneaking past unsuspected guards and into the room where people were floated. She peaked around a corner and saw Chancellor Jaha standing at attention, looking through the glass door that closed the room her parents were held in. There was a guard in front of her, holding a gun in his left hand. Quickly she rushed forward, kicked the man behind his knee, causing him to buckle towards the ground. Wren reached out and took the gun in her hand and held it towards Chancellor Jaha's head.

"Let my parents go, NOW!"

Everyone finally noticed the small shaking girl, holding a gun towards the Chancellors head, tears rushing down from her eyes that held a maniacal glint. She seemed to be in a trance, looking at Jaha but not really seeing him. Every guard took their gun and aimed it at the girl, willing to take her life instead of the Chancellor.

"Baby, what are you doing? Put the gun down, you don't want to do this!" yelled Wrens frantic mother.

"I'm sorry mom but I can't lose you two, you're all I have."

"Now child, think about what you are doing here. Shooting me will not help you parents," Jaha tried to reason.

"Maybe not, but killing you seems the next best option for me. Maybe your son will know what it feels like to live without parents," Wren was in hysterics now, her words slurring together.

"Honey, look at me," no response, "Wren! Look at me!"

Wren's eyes snapped back into reality, shifting from Jaha's head to the gun and finally, meeting the watery eyes of her father. His left hand was pressed against the glass while the other held her mother's hand tightly. A sad smile graced his worn out face and a single tear fell from his eyes. Wren started to loosen the grip on the gun, making it wobble in her hand even more as hiccups escaped her mouth.

"That's my girl, I knew she would never want to do something like this. Your mother and I have to take the responsibilities of our actions, do not let our bad judgment influence yours. Please, put the gun down. I don't like seeing you like this."

Wren could barely see with how much she was crying. Finally, she lowered the gun and let it fall to the floor. Quickly, several guards ran to her and secured her arms behind her back. As she was pulled into the hallway, her vision began to blur and all she could hear was a faint "love you" from her parents before everything went black.

A pounding head ache woke up the disgruntled Wren, who was laying on a stiff bed inside a gray room. She opened her eyes, expecting to see her familiar ceiling but saw a window showing the earth. She sat up gasping as she recalled what had happened. Tear came to her eyes when the door opened and Chancellor Jaha stood before her.

"It saddens me to have to do this as I understand the justifications behind your actions. But laws are laws and since you are a minor, the council cannot review your case until you are 18. Until then, you are to stay in jail."

Wren could only look at Jaha, imagining the pained faces of her parents. She didn't have to ask, she knew her parents were floated. Wren gripped the bed sheets in her hand to keep herself from lashing out as she watched Jaha close the door. Alone, she let her tears fall.

"Wren? Hey, you're slowing us down. Focus, we need all eyes and ears on this."

Wren snapped out of her memories to see Bellamy in front of her, walking backwards. He looked at her for a second and gave her a tiny smirk and shook his head.

"You look cute without blood on your face," Bellamy turned back around.

Wren, not expecting that comment, felt her face heat up and her eyes widen. She let out a short chuckle but stopped when she noticed Clarke watching the exchange with a look of jealousy. Ohh, someone has a little crush. Deciding to ask her about it later, Wren sped up her pace and kept up with the group. That's when Wren heard footsteps behind them. She grabbed the closest person to her, which was Murphy, and held up a finger to her lips signaling to be quiet. Everyone turned to where the footsteps were coming from and Bellamy held up his gun. The person was getting closer and everyone held their breath. Suddenly, Finn came rushing out of the bushes, patting his arm to get rid of spider webs. Sighs of relief left everyone's mouth as Bellamy lowered his gun.

"You idiot, we thought you were one of the grounders!" yelled Clarke.

"Well I'm not. I...changed my mind and decided to come. Besides I'm the best tracker you have," replied Finn.

"Alright then spacewalker, tell us where they took Jasper," challenged Bellamy.

Finn stared at Bellamy for a second before pushing past him and taking lead. We ended up splitting into groups of two, to cover more ground. Clarke went with Finn, which didn't go so well with Bellamy, who went with Murphy. Wren, despite her quiet protests, paired up with Wells, only because she knew Murphy or Bellamy might end up killing him. Wren kept a step or two in front of Wells, choosing not to speak to him because she did not feel like dealing with him. Except Wells didn't seem to take a hint.

"Murphy and Bellamy really are getting on my last nerves. If we let them have so much power, there's gonna be chaos."

"Then who should lead? Huh? You, just because your father's the all might chancellor?" she couldn't help herself.

Wells was quiet for a second, "Wren, I know you don't like me," Wren scoffed and looked away, "okay…maybe it's more than that, but can we put it behind us?"

"It's not something I can easily 'put behind' Wells."

"I kno-"

"Wren, Wells! We found something," Clarke appeared behind them, beckoning with her hand to follow her.

Wren, thankful for the distraction, ran after Clarke. They went past the trees and into a clearing with a river. The boys were by the rocks, leaning over and looking at what Finn had found.

"It's Jaspers blood. Fresh and it leads through there," Clarke pointed along the rock bed of the river.

I guess Finn is good at tracking. The group wasted no time and resumed walking along the river and into the forest. Wren was at the back of the group when she noticed rustling in a nearby bush. She stopped and stared at it, waiting for it to happen again. It didn't for a while, so she kept walking when it rustled again. Slowly, she walked towards it, stretching her arm out to open the bush.

"Ahh-uhhh"

Wren's head snapped towards the sound of a low male moan filled with pain. Jasper. She forgot about the bush and ran to catch up with the group, who was standing in a straight line, staring at something in front of them.

"Guys…what was that sound?"

"Jasper," Clarke gasped and ran forward with Bellamy following her.

Wren got a clear view of a tree with no leaves and branches sprouting out from the body, twisted in odd ways. Wren stared in horror as she saw jasper strung up on the tree, held by thick rope tied around his waist. Wren, Murphy, and Wells' attention was brought to Clark when they heard her scream. She had fallen into a trap laid out by the grounders and was being held by Bellamy.

"Pull her up!" shouted Wells as the three ran to help him.

They managed to grab onto Bellamy and haul Clark up before she could slip from his hand. Wren lost her balance and fell on the floor next to the trap. She looked into it, seeing wooden spikes coming up from the ground. A shudder ran through her body. That would have definitely killed her. Wells grabbed onto Wrens arm and helped her up.

"We need to get him down," Clarke still looked shook up by what just happened.

"Yeah, I'll go cut the rope. You, come with me," Finn said pointing at Murphy.

Murphy rolled his eyes but complied, cautiously following Finn to the tree. Wren stared up at Jaspers body as he moaned in pain and noticing something on his wound.

"Wait, what's that on his stomach."

"Medicine? Why would they heal him just to string him up as bait?" questioned Wells.

"Maybe what they want to catch likes its dinner to be breathing," said Bellamy.

"Maybe what they wanted to catch was us," no one replied to Finn's statement.

Wren looked back at the trap, wondering what would have happened if Bellamy wasn't there to catch Clarke in time. A growling sound erupted, not far from where they were standing. Wren's eyebrows wrinkled as she tried to spot out what the sound was.

"Was that grounders?" questioned Clarke.

"No, Look behind the tree. Bellamy, I'd get your gun out if I were you." Wren motioned towards a black panther-like creator prowling its way towards the group of teenagers.

Wren slowly started backing towards the trees, watching as the panther got closer and closer until it started to disappear in the high grass on the ground. BANG BANG BANG CLICK. Wren covered her ears and winced. She looked towards the sound, expecting to see Bellamy with the gun. Instead, Wells held it tightly in his hand, aiming it towards the ground with a crazed look in his eyes.

"I-I'm all out," gasped out Wells.

"What!" Wren squeaked.

A rustling in the grass started making its way towards Wren. The panther was crouching low to not be seen by the humans. Wren backed up faster, her breath coming out quicker and quicker until a spear blurred in front of her eyes and shot into the creator, stopping it from attacking her. The teenagers froze, watching as the panther struggled to breathe until it stopped moving. Wren turned her head to where the spear came from, only to see the man from before dropping down from a tree and taking shelter in the forest.

"Wha-who did that?" exclaimed Murphy.

"It was the grounder…from before. The one that started walking towards me in the forest."

"Wait you said they ran away," Bellamy accused.

"Well he started walking towards me but stopped and ran away. I didn't think it was a big deal."

Clarke had a thoughtful look on her face, "Stay away from him Wren. It may seem like he just saved you and quite possibly could have an interest in you, but he is still dangerous. We don't know what he's capable of."

"Don't worry, you don't have to tell me twice. I'll definitely keep my distance," but Wren couldn't help but look back at the tree the man dropped from, wondering what this all meant.

"Murphy, help me get the panther. Camps eating good today," commanded Bellamy.

Wren looked back at the tree to see that Finn and Murphy had brought down Jasper. She quickly made her way to him and wrapped an arm under his waist to help him walk. After securing the panther in a cloth big enough to carry it, the group headed back to the drop ship, but not before Wren stole one last glance at where the grounder disappeared.