I'd never given a lot of thought to how I would die. It was meant to be far off. I was only 19 bearly an adult, so how I was going to die was the last thing on my mind. I thought I had my whole life ahead of me, but fate clearly thought otherwise.

Do you know how in books they say that time seems to slow down as you die? They were correct.

Here I was, moments away from my motorbike crashing into the car that had pulled out infrount of me without looking, and it seemed to be taking forever to happen. That only made the thought of dying even more horrifying as I knew there was nothing I could do.

The sound of a never-ending humming and buzzing greeted me. I groaned as I barely managed to open my eyes. I hadn't ever had bad headaches, but at this moment, it felt like my head would be crushed under the pain.

My vision was blurry, and I couldn't keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds before the pain made me close them. It took several minutes before I was able to open my eyes for more than a few seconds, and I was even more confused.

Why wasn't I in a hospital? How am I okay? I should be dead or badly injured. I thought to myself as I looked at my unbroken body.

Looking around the room just made me even more confused. A table and chair were both bolted down, and the bed I was lying on that was also bolted down.

It reminded me of a prison cell. The walls and floor were bare metal with a door that didn't open from the inside, further giving the idea of a prison cell.

I noticed a few items on the table. I slowly got out of bed, hoping to avoid the needle-like pain in my head. There was a book and letter in the centre of the table and a tablet looking device off to the side.

Looking at the letter, I saw that my name was written on it. I slowly took a seat and opened the letter. There was a single sheet of paper inside that I unfolded.


Congratulations!

You are being given a second chance. I am sure you are confused, so I hope this letter helps clear things up for you.

You died in your first life, and I thought you could do with a second go at life. So I placed you in your current favourite TV show 'The 100'.

You are currently in the Skybox, four months away from when you will be sent to the ground.

To make your life better and more fun, I have also given you your favourite ability, the Mystic Arts from the universe of Marvel.

Included was a book with all the knowledge of Kamar-Taj and your very own Sling Ring.

There is no need to thank me. Please enjoy your second life.


I just stared at the letter for a few minutes after reading it, feeling numb. I kept repeating to myself that it had to be fake, but the reality was hard to argue against.

I wasn't injured, and I was in what looked like a cell. Placing the latter onto the desk, I picked up the book and next to it was a Sling Ring that I couldn't see with the book in the way.

The pain in my head flared up again, making me drop the book back on the table. I would think about this when I wasn't in agonising pain.

To my best guess, it had been at least three days, and the numb feeling that I had when I first woke up hadn't gone away.

I could only conclude that the letter was telling the truth the guards had come and delivered what passed as food to her every morning and night with a tiny amount of water.

But they were wearing the uniform of the guards on the Ark. Other than when they delivered food, I hadn't had much contact with the guard, and I didn't want to.

Looking back at the book, I picked it up and flicked through. There were pages covering tons of magic from astral projection, Transmutation and Conjuration. It was filled with thousands of magic spells.

I still felt some hate towards who or whatever had put me in this situation. Sure I liked the TV show when it was a TV show. But that didn't mean I wanted to live in this world at all. The world of 'The 100' was cruel and harsh.

I liked The walking dead, but I wouldn't want to live in that world either. In the end, after three days of denial and sulking, I knew that I didn't have the luxury to wait around and feel sorry for myself.

I had a total of just shy of four months to get prepared for going to the ground, and I couldn't waste any of that time. The first thing I needed to do was build up my strength. Currently, I could do a max of three push-ups which wouldn't cut it.

Then I needed to learn magic. Thankfully, I had all the free time in the world.

It turned out that learning magic was much harder than I thought it would be. It had taken a month for me to be able to create the most basic of spells, the Eldritch whip. I had managed to make good progress with my push-ups going from three in one sitting to fifteen.

I sat down on my bed to begin my so far unsuccessful attempts at Astral projection. This is one of the magic skills I wanted more than anything else, as it would let me spy on people without them even knowing I was there.

I laid down and focused on separating myself from my body, only this time; I felt a different form of energy flowing through me and with a lurch, I was free.

For a moment, I was scared that I had killed myself before I managed to calm myself down. Looking around, I couldn't help but start to laugh. Now that I had done it, it was obvious where I was going wrong.

I was trying to use Eldritch magic to enter the Astral form. Of course, that wouldn't work; I needed to use energy from the Astral Dimension. It also allowed me to have my first look at my new body. The cell had no mirrors for me to have a look at myself, so I wasn't sure how I exactly looked.

I wasn't sure if I should be shocked or not that this body looked nearly identical to my old body. I was still 4 foot 10 inches. I still had the same blue eyes. The major differences were my hair and skin.

Not only was my hair nowhere near as well-groomed as my old body, but it was also so much shorter, barely reaching to my shoulders when it used to reach all the way to my lower back.

The other difference was the skin tone of my new body. It was much paler than my old body, but I guess the Ark didn't get much sun, and I know that was the case for this windowless cell. Other than that, I was content with my new body as it matched my old body quite well. I would just need to grow my hair out, and it would be perfect.

I slowly drifted to the door before slipping through the door and into the rest of the Skybox.

There were only a few guards walking around from the show. I knew there were at least one hundred people locked up here. Drifting back into my room, I merged back with my body.

Without more practice, I wasn't willing to go too far from my body. What if I got lost and never found my way back to my body. Shame I really wanted to leave my body and explore the earth.

In the show, we only got to see a few hundred miles of the earth at best, and even then, most of that was in the area of the tree clan. I wanted to explore the world and see as much as possible what would the old capital cities look like.

Were there other people on the ground, or were they all stuck in bunkers under the ground? I had so many questions I wanted answers to. Picking up the Book of Cagliostro, I started to study again.

The days started to blend into each other as the next month went by. Every day was the same, and it was hard to keep track of time if it wasn't for the terminals that were given for school.

I had managed to learn many more of the basic spells in the book, such as Tao Mandalas and creating an Eldritch sword, something that I knew would be invaluable on the ground. I had also played around with the spell being able to make an Eldritch bow and arrows and an axe.

I had no idea how strong there were and if they would actually be of any use, but I couldn't test that till I had gotten to the ground. I had also managed to get some very basic conjuration to work.

Only two months in and I had not only forgotten how much I loved fruit juice, but I had even forgotten the taste of pineapple juice. I longed to conjure a ton of water so I could have a proper shower and not the chemical rub downs that I have had to put up with for the last two months.

The other big breakthrough that I had was with the astral form. I had managed to go from one end of the Ark to the other. And I could use astral magic to return to my body quickly, but I hadn't built up the courage to leave the Ark and journey down to the earth.

But it seems that the 100 would be going down to the ground as I had watched them talk and plan about it as well as watching the bracelets being made. It was also clear from watching the meeting that they didn't expect us to survive.

They were fairly sure that we wouldn't die from radiation but concluded that we would most likely die from lack of food. I couldn't help but feel pissed at them for that. After all, some of the 100 were between the ages of 11 to 13, and they were just going to let them die.

I had decided that I would ignore the plot of the TV show. I wasn't in the TV show, so that would change things, and most importantly, this wasn't a TV show.

This was real life.

Unlike a TV show, people don't follow a script in real life. Something as simple as waking up in a bad mood could change the entire day so relying on what happened on a TV show was pointless.

I had also managed to put on a decent amount of muscle in the last month. This was just another place the Ark had failed the 100. They didn't even get them into shape, and we hadn't even been given survival lessons yet.

I grabbed my book and went back to studying magic. I was hoping that I would be able to learn at least a few powerful spells before I was sent down to the earth.

I had yet to even touch on the mirror dimension, and I knew I couldn't till I had gotten used to using the Sling Ring, or I would risk being trapped in the mirror dimension till I died from thirst.

It wasn't till two weeks later that we started to get survival lessons, and even then, we only got four classes a week, which would only last for five weeks for a total of twenty lessons.

Predictably no one paid any attention to the lessons as everyone thought that they wouldn't be returning to the ground in their lifetime. I could only shake my head at this. They could have said they would be tested on this, and passing would go towards their evaluation when they turned 18.

If they had done that, then everyone in the class would have paid attention. The classes were not much help for me. It was just basic things like starting a fire with two sticks and how to make a basic shelter and trap for animals.

I got the problem that most of the class had the lessons were boring as they couldn't even try using the skills they were meant to be learning.

So why would they bother to pay attention?

The classes themself must have been split into groups of three or four as the class only had 28 people in. I only recognised a few people in my class Jasper and Monty were both in my class, along with Harper. There were a few other people that I felt like I had seen at one point but couldn't put a name to the face.

I didn't make any effort to talk to them as I wasn't sure if or how long I would stay with the 100 when we got down to the ground.

I lay down on my bed. Tonight was the first night I would try going outside the Ark in astral form and go to the earth. Closing my eyes, I was quickly free from my body before floating out of my room and into space.

There were no words for the view that greeted me. Pictures couldn't do it justice. The view of the earth was awe-inspiring. I thought it was a little ironic how in my past life, millions of people would have loved to spend time in space when everyone on the Ark wanted to get back to the ground.

I quickly plummeted down to the ground. The speed I was able to move surprised me. Since I had never left the Ark, I had always moved quite slowly, not wanting to fly off into space or anything.

I looked down at the earth, trying to work out exactly where I needed to land to be in the area where the 100 would crash land. The biggest thing that threw me off was how different the earth had become.

I knew that the area where the 100 landed was roughly in the area of Washington and Philadelphia as Ton DC was near Washington, but I was shocked to see that most of the US were now forest land.

Excluding New York, Philadelphia and New Jersey, which somehow became a desert.

I descended down as fast as possible, landing in the massive forest in what should be the territory of the woods clan. Not that it mattered, given that I was in my astral form.

Though I was sure I was roughly in the right place floating back into the air, I glided over the trees hoping to see either some ruins or the grounders city.

The hours passed me by. As I searched, I had found a few areas where houses were in a bad state but still standing. I promised myself that I would come back when I got to the ground and explore as I couldn't interact with the material world in my current form, making it impossible to look around.

I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but the houses didn't look that different to the houses of my old life. Thinking about it shouldn't have been that surprising to me, but it was.

It was another hour before I had finally managed to find the grounders at what I guessed must be Ton DC. I really wanted to explore, but it had already been several hours, and I didn't want to push my luck.

Flying up, I looked around, doing my best to memorise the landmarks around. Thankfully, what I guessed was Ton Dc was in an easy place to remember when looking down from the sky.

Closing my eyes, I felt myself being catapulted back into space and into the Ark and drifting back into my body.

I sat up with a smile one month and one week left before we were due to be sent to the ground. That was more than enough for me to learn more magic and explore in my Astral form.