We're not alone

"Elliot Jae Riley, do you understand the reason for your arrest?" The man's voice was deep, threatening, but Elliot stayed silent, staring at the floor below her feet. Her wrists were red from her constantly twisting wrists, even though she had given up fighting a while ago. It was no use. There weren't many places to hide if she had gotten free anyhow. Instead, she stood mute in front of Kane and his men, choosing to look everywhere but the man's face.

"Elliot." Kane's voice boomed again, and he took a large step forward as if trying to scare the fifteen year old. But she didn't falter.

"You are under arrest for aiding and embedding William Riley as well as the murder of said criminal. You will serve your time in the Skybox under surveillance until your eighteenth birthday," he paused, "I hope you are proud of your decision."

At this point, Elliot looked up at the man. Her left eye presented a mixture of purples and yellows, a healing bruise. The cut on her lip had begun to heal and the swelling had gone down. Narrowing her eyes, she stared him down. Kane swallowed, looking back at her, before giving a small nod to the men restraining her. She was taken out of the room and led down a long corridor. People stepped to the side as the three came through, watching as the young girl kept up with the long strides of her captors. She wore no expression, looking straight ahead, and caused no trouble as they released her cuffs and placed her in the cell.

The start to the end of her life had begun.

Or so she had thought.

The day had come. Three years of readying herself, of talking herself up and now it was time. Today was the day she would be floated. She tried not to be scared. But the night before she had broken down, cried into her hands, even felt the urge to vomit. They didn't understand. No one even tried to understand. But as morning came to be, the feeling of terror washed away and she came to be okay with her fate. She didn't even jump when the door opened and two men stepped in.

"Ellie, get up. Let's go," She looked up almost instantly at the sound of Larkin's voice. He hurried to her side, pulling her up off the bed, "Come on, we don't have much time."

Elliot was still in shock at the arrival of her godfather, finding it hard for her to look away. She was afraid that if she did, he would disappear. Vanish and become a guard, taking her away to the her destiny. But he stayed. He was real. She could tell by the tight grip he held on her arm.

"Face the wall." The guard that had followed Larkin in ordered, carrying in his hands a long, rectangular box. Elliot gave Larkin one last look before doing as she was instructed.

"Hold out your wrist."

His voice shook slightly, and Elliot turned to look over at him. He was young, just a few years older than she was. He didn't look as worn and tired like the other guards did, but there was still a sort of age behind his yes. Like he had been through a lot in his life. He looked at her as well, lips forming a straight line and she found herself briefly lost. A sharp pain radiated through her wrist pulling her out of the trance she had fallen into and she retracted her arm from him.

"What the hell is that for?"

From her other side, Larkin appeared. He gave her a kind smile, "You got lucky, kid. You're going to Earth."

Elliot's heart raced. Earth? What does he mean Earth? Why me? She guessed it made sense though, send a criminal, already destined to die. But why to Earth? She wasn't able to ask any questions before she was pulled out of her cell into the brightly lit hallway. Confusion covered her face as she realized the other prisoners were being dragged from their own cells as well. Each wearing the same band around their wrist as she was.

"Listen to me, Ellie," Larkin turned Elliot to look at him, "You've got to trust me on this. Everything is going to be okay."

Ellie shook her head, "What going on?"

"This is your second chance. Redeem yourself," Larkin smiled warmly at her, running a hand over her braided hair, "I know you'll be brave." He stepped away from Elliot, turning to look at the guard, "Get her safely on the dropship. Don't let anything happen to her."

The guard nodded, taking Elliot's arm. There was a moment of the two men staring at each other, as if exchanging a silent conversation before Larkin returned to his rushed attitude and stepped around them.

"Good luck, Bellamy." Larkin nodded at the guard and turned one last time to his goddaughter, "Elliot, may we meet again." And then he disappeared down the corridor, leaving Elliot alone with the guard.

"Come on." He muttered, slightly tugging her in the other direction. Elliot followed behind reluctantly.

The ship was already packed with other teens, all talking loudly amongst one another, asking questions and making up theories. Elliot hadn't seen most of them before and the few she had looked drastically different. Puberty had either really helped or really didn't. Two familiar faces appeared moments later and she felt the urge to cry again. Hooked to one wall of the dropship, Monty Green and Jasper Jordan stared back at her with just as much surprise as she suspected was presented on her face.

"Never thought I'd see you two again." She confessed letting the guard, Bellamy, place her in her seat and fasten her in. She had her back to the two boys, but the fact that they were right there with her, made it all seem a little better.

Bellamy crouched down in front of her briefly, jiggling her harness to make sure it was secured. Elliot watched him. His mind currently busy with her straps but as soon as she was safe, his mind seemed to drift back to whatever it had been stuck on before.

"How do you know Larkin?" She asked, trying to grab his attention. He made her curious. She wanted to know more about this mysterious new guard.

He froze for a moment before looking at her, "I don't. Are you good?" He was talking about her straps, which she ignored and narrowed her eyes.

"You don't? But he knows your name?" Even more curious. "Who are you?" But before she couldn't get a response, a buzzer sounded and the doors began shutting. Elliot listened to them close, her stomach knotting as the doors came together and locked shut. When she turned back to Bellamy, he was walking away, clamoring down the ladder to her left and disappearing below. Leaning her head back against the seat, she shut her eyes and tried to relax.

"Prisoners of the arc, hear me now," The Chancellor's voice made her eyes open once again, "You've been given a second change, and as your chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us," Elliot felt her eyes roll to the back of her head briefly, scoffing at the man's words, "We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would've sent others. Frankly, we're sending you because your crimes have made you expendable."

Dick. Elliot thought, resting her head back again.

"Your dad is a dick, Wells!" Someone shouted out what she was thinking and she would have snickered if she was shocked to hear that Wells Jaha was on the ship to Earth with them. She searched for him through the teens, finding him beside a blonde female. Clarke Griffin. She had heard about Clarke's father being floated, but the details were fuzzy. Something about keeping secrets and telling people and Clarke was involved and Wells was the one to rat them out. All things she had heard from guards passing through her cell.

"Your records wiped clean," To her dismay, the Chancellor was still talking, going on and on in a monotone voice that only made Elliot sleepy. She perked up as a boy in a beanie floated past her, heading straight for the council kids. Two more boys unstrapped themselves.

"Stay put if you want to live!" Clarke scolded, but her demand was ignored.

"Your one responsibility, is to survive." The Chancellor finished. As if on cue, the ship jolted. Flickering lights and sparks put everyone in an immediate frenzy. Elliot clutched her armrests, eyes shutting closed tightly as the ship rocked and jolted some more. There was a hard crash and then everything went silent.

"Listen," Monty spoke behind her, "No machine hum."

"That's a first." Jasper and Elliot spoke simultaneously.

There was a click from the harnesses and then every teen was scrambling out of their seats, rejoining with friends and composing themselves.

"The outer door is on the lower level, let's go!"

Elliot followed the herd down the ladder and towards the door, only to come to a stop seconds later. It was a tight space for so many teens, each fighting to see what was holding them up. She could just make out faint talking at the front of the crowd, not exactly sure who was doing the talking. As she started to push through, a brunette girl rushed past her, jumping up onto the ladder. Elliot stopped, suddenly interested in why she was in such a hurry to climb back up. The girl stopped just above the heads of the others and a smile stretched across her face.

"Bellamy?"

Elliot looked to the front briefly and then back at the girl. She watched her leap off the ladder and began shoving through the crowd. Wasting no time, Elliot followed behind, finding herself at the front of the group seconds later.

The girl continued towards the older male standing by the door, stopping just inches from him.

"My god," He was smiling down at her, "Look how big you are."

They embraced each other tightly before the female pulled away again.

"What the hell are you wearing, a guard's uniform?"

Elliot swallowed. Her features becoming hostile. The girl seemed surprised by the outfit and it made Elliot's fist clench. Who the hell was this guy?

"I borrowed it to get on the drop ship. Someone has got to keep an eye on you." Bellamy smirked, and they hugged again.

"You're not a guard?" Elliot stepped forward, blurting out at the same time Clarke questioned his lack of wristband.

The girl was the first to turn around, a look of annoyance on her face, "Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in a year."

Brother? Elliot stepped back into the crowd, shaking her head at the new information she was gathering about the so-called guard. From somewhere behind her, a teen pointed out that no one had a brother only for a girl to respond with, "That's the girl they hid under the floor!" Elliot jumped slightly as the girl lunged forward but she was restrained by her brother. He twisted her back around to look at him, "Octavia, no. Let's give them something else to remember you by."

"Yeah, like what?" The brunette, Octavia's body riddled with attitude as she glared up at her brother.

He smirked at her once again, hand reaching up to grab the door lever, "Like being the first person on the ground in 100 years." Octavia stood still for a moment before stepping back, coming to stand beside Elliot. Bellamy pulled the lever and with a jolt the door began to open. Light poured inside, blinding the teens only briefly before their eyes could adjust. Outside, everything was green and lush. From where she standing, Elliot could tell the air was cleaner. Fresher. Octavia stepped forward again, taking tentative steps down the ramp before leaping off the end and onto the ground below. Every single teen took a step closer, waiting to see if she was going to fall over dead or not.

Throwing her hands into the air, she screamed out, "We're back, bitches!" and the others came rushing out.

Elliot didn't really know what to do or expect, but she was right along everyone else, screaming and laughing and taking in as much of the fresh air as she could. Her fingers ran over the green leaves, trying to remember their each individual texture.

"Ellie!" The familiar sound of her name stopped her and she spun around to see Monty and Jasper staring at her a few feet away.

A happy squeal escaped her lips and she raced forward, colliding with Jasper in a tight hug. He returned the bone crushing gesture before passing her off to Monty. The two boys had been Ellie's only friends back on the arc. Before she was arrested obviously. They were always getting into trouble together, breaking things and giving everyone else headaches. They had come to visit her once before they had been arrested. Larkin had been able to give them a five minute window. They promised they didn't think she was a bad person and that they didn't hate her. Then they were rushed out and the next three years of her life, she wondered about the mischievous boys. She couldn't say she was surprised to see them on Earth with her.

She ruffled their hair, putting on a big sister act, "You two need haircuts. Jeez, you look rough."

Jasper ducked out from underneath her hand, "Wish I could say the same about you. Isolation made you pretty."

She shook her head, waving off the compliment bashfully, "Still trying to flirt up every girl you see?"

"Only the cute ones." Jasper quipped back.

Clarke caught Elliot's eye and she turned to see what the girl was looking over. Wells stepped out of the dropship and began talking to his friend, though even from where Elliot was standing, the conversation seemed rigid and uncomfortable.

Jasper seemed intrigued as well and made his way over, leaving Monty and Elliot to look on in confused amusement.

"Aw, cool a map. They got a bar in this town?" He was flirting again, smiling widely at Clarke, "I'll buy you a beer."

Wells stepped forward, grabbing a hold of Jasper's collar and Elliot moved to put herself between the two.

"Back off, asshole." She growled, only coming up to Wells' chest. Her height was probably the least frightening thing about her.

"Hey, hands off him," Another teen appeared from their left, a group of boys following closely behind him, "He's with us."

Murphy. Elliot rolled her eyes. John Murphy was the kid everyone could help but hate. He was also causing trouble, picking on kids, being the "bully". Elliot could distinctly remember his grubby hands reaching out to yank on her braids and his shit-eating grin he would give her when she wheeled around to sock him in the arm. It wasn't necessarily hate, she felt for the boy, more as complete annoyance. Like the brother you wish you never had but dealt with because, hell he's your brother.

Wells let go of Jasper, turning to face the new comer fully. Jasper recoiled behind Elliot, exchanging a wild glance with his best friend.

"Relax, we're just trying to figure out where we are." Wells defended, raising his hands in the air.

He shouldn't be here. There was no reason for him to be. He would never go against his father's orders and there wasn't much he could do that his father would label as a crime. Wells was the luckiest of them all. There wasn't a person on the ground that didn't hate him. And from what Elliot could sense, that included Clarke.

"We're on the ground. That not good enough for you?" Bellamy stepped forward now, followed by his kid sister. Elliot turned to him. There was a lot she needed to talk about with this so-called guard but she stopped herself, knowing it wasn't really the best time to riddle him with questions. Instead, she turned back to Wells, keeping herself between Jasper and the Chancellor's son.

Wells rolled his eyes, annoyed with everyone, "We need to find Mount Weather. You heard my father's message. That has to be our first priority."

"Screw your father. What, you think you're in charge here, you and your little princess?" Octavia seemed to be a little ball of fire, especially for someone who had been locked in the floor most of her life. Elliot was growing fond of her.

"Do you think we care who's in charge?" Clarke stepped forward, intervening, "We need to get to Mount Weather. Not because the Chancellor said so, but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we'll get and the harder this will be. How long do you think we'll last without those supplies? We're looking at a 20-mile trek, ok? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave. Now."

"I have a better idea," This time it was Bellamy, "You two go, find it for us. Let the privileged do the hard work for a change."

Elliot found herself joining in the chorus of agreement, watching Clarke's expression as she did so. She could tell this girl was a fighter and stubborn. And either with everyone else, or by herself, Clarke was going to Mount Weather.

Wells, on the other hand, knew damn well he wouldn't get anyway, but continued, "You're not listening. We all need to go."

Murphy stepped forward, shoving Wells back, "The Chancellor of Earth."

Things became heated fast and Elliot pushed Jasper back and out of the way just in time for Murphy to knock Wells to the ground, kicking him in the ankle in the process. Wells stumbled back to his feet, and raised his fists as if to fight his attacker, keeping pressure off his left foot as much as he could. And they were going to fight, if Spacewalker hadn't intervened, leaping off the side of the dropship and landing between them.

"Kids got one leg. How about you wait until it's a fair fight."

They stared each other down for a long time, before Octavia brushed past Elliot, smirking, "Hey, Spacewalker. Rescue me next."

Everyone snickered and the tension faded. Murphy and his men stepped away, returning to whatever they were doing and Jasper let go of Elliot's sleeve. Wells limped back over to Clarke, setting himself on the dropship ramp as the rest of the 100 dispersed.

Elliot and Octavia exchanged a smile before Bellamy grabbed his sister's attention.

"What? He's cute?" She defended.

Bellamy gave her a pointed look, "He's a criminal."

Elliot was following Jasper and Monty as the siblings bickered and leaned over to interject, "We're all criminals." Octavia gave her an appreciative nod as Bellamy pulled her away.

They had been on the ground for about an hour now Elliot guessed. It had been a lot of introducing herself to others, talking about how cool this place was, and celebrating with people she didn't even know. Regardless, this was the most freedom she had had in three years, she was going to take in as much of it as possible. All she needed was to get this damn bracelet off her wrist and she would be fine. It had been bugging the hell out of her since they had landed, the sharp pain turning into a constant annoyance. Nothing seemed to work either. All she got was a couple dips in the metal and sore fingers. She was fiddling with it again, when Spacewalker tugged at Jasper and Monty.

"Four of us. Can we go now?" He was talking to Clarke and Wells.

"What? Where they go, I go." Elliot added, pointing between the two and herself.

Spacewalker gave her a nod of approval.

"Sounds like a party," Octavia replied, bounding up, "Make it six."

Bellamy followed on her heels, tugging at her arm to scold her. She just shrugged him off, sending an annoyed glance to Elliot.

"Have you been trying to take this off?" Clarke was suddenly pulling at Elliot's wrist, lifting it up to inspect it.

Elliot nodded, "Yeah, so?"

Clarke dropped the girls hand, giving her a dumbfounded look, "So, this wristband transmits your vital signs to the Arc. Take it off and they'll think you're dead."

"Should I care?" Elliot shot back, crossing her arms.

"I don't know. Do you want the people you love to think you're dead? Do you want them to follow you down here in two months? Because they won-"

"Listen, princess," Elliot stepped forward, her expression turning to anger as she pushed the blonde backwards, "I was supposed to die today. Because of a decision those people made. Do you think I give a damn if any of them survive?"

Clarke swallowed and Elliot could see her courage rise, "I do."

They continued looking at one another, reading each other's expressions. Elliot was sure Clarke knew. She had to. She probably knew more about the brunette than anyone else on the ground did. That was only due to her parents being on the council along with Elliot's godfather.

Clenching her jaw, Elliot stepped back. She ignored everyone around her, fixing her jacket.

"Let's go."

Rustling plants behind her signaled that the others were following and she slowed her pace. She was regretting her outburst but she wasn't going to let Clarke get the idea she could be a leader down here. She didn't deserve that. Being privileged up there was enough. It was different down here. This was their second chance. Elliot wasn't going to let Clarke or Wells, for that matter, ruin that.

They walked for what seemed like forever. Elliot and Clarke had pretty much switched places, Clarke knowing the way better than Elliot. The four lagging behind seemed to better company anyway. Elliot had learned that Spacewalker's name was Finn. And Octavia was as much of a fireball if you just talked to her. Finn also had the younger girl wrapped around his finger, stopping momentarily to place a flower behind her ear.

"Now that, my friend, is game." Jasper whispered to his friend, nodding towards the couple ahead of them.

Monty glanced up for a moment before shaking his head, "That, my friend, is poison sumac."

Octavia quickly dismissed the flower from her hair, panicking only for a moment as the trio caught up with them.

"The flowers aren't poisonous. They're medicinal, calming, actually." Monty went on to explain.

Finn and Octavia looked back at him, slightly stunned at his knowledge.

Elliot waved them off, "His family grows all the pharmaceuticals on the Arc."

Up ahead, Clarke had stopped, turning back to them, "Hey, guys. Would you keep up?"

This put the four back in motion, even though there were grumbles and snarky remarks said under their breath. Finn was the only one to speak out, questioning their leader on why she was so on edge. Clarke replied with the fact that they hadn't seen any animals since they arrived and they could all in fact be slowly dying at this point. This left the four somewhat stunned and quiet, before she added, "sure is pretty, though" and turned around, walking away again. Elliot took a deep breath and jogged after her, coming up beside the blonde girl. Clarke looked at her briefly before staring forward once again.

"I'm sorry about earlier." She spoke, breaking the awkward silence.

Clarke gave her a sideways glance but didn't respond. Her pace quickened some.

Elliot hurried to keep up, continuing with the one end conversation, "You can't blame me though. What I said was true. I was supposed to die today, Clarke. This is my second chance. What if, when they come down here, nothing changes? What if they are still going to kill me?"

"Then give them a reason not to." Clarke replied dryly, tripping Elliot up.

The brunette slowed her pace a bit, taking in what Clarke had said. She wanted to argue, tell her that it wasn't going to make a difference. She had done a bad thing. There was no redeeming herself. But before she could get a word out, Clarke was tugging her to the ground. A finger over her mouth kept Elliot quiet and she searched for the reason of Clarke's sudden action. Her eyes landed on a creature about twenty feet in front of them, completely oblivious to their arrival. It was grazing in an open area of the woods, tail flicking every now and again. Behind them, the other four joined, kneeling down to stare at the animal.

"No animals, huh?" Finn hushed, crawling around Clarke and closer to the animal. He moved slowly, eyes focused in front of him. Beneath his foot, a twig snapped and the animal's head jerked up. All of the teens held their breath, unsure what the animal was capable of doing or would do. It turned its head toward the sound and they all gasped. Growing deformed and disgusting from the side of its face, was another held. They watched in horror and disgust as it bounded away, leaving them kneeling in the middle of the woods, looking between each other in a what the hell fashion.

Another hour of small talk kept them busy as they tried to forget about their little encounter and just focus on their mission. It had mostly been stories, or things they saw along the way. Nothing to intriguing.

"You know what I'd like to know? Why send us down today after 97 years? What changed?" Finn asked. He was second in the line of teens, looking down most of the time to keep from tripping. Octavia and Elliot were just steps in front of him, admiring flowers and the lush green growth.

"Who cares?" Octavia replied over her shoulder, "I'm just glad they did. I woke up rotting in a cell, and now I'm spinning in a forest." She spun around, missing Elliot by centimeters and getting no response from Finn. Jasper on the other hand smiled widely at her, making it very evident he was impressed by her actions.

"Maybe they found something on a satellite," Monty spoke, "Ya know, like an old weather satellite or-" His sentence trailed off, leaving it open for anyone who wanted to continue it.

Clarke seemed willing, since she picked up immediately where he left off with, "It wasn't a satellite. The arc's dying."

The four turned to look at her, pausing as she walked through, "At the current population level, there's roughly three months left of life support, maybe four now that we're gone."

"So that's why they locked you up?" Elliot questioned, looking over at Finn.

"Kept you in solitary and floated your old man?" Finn was a little more detailed, causing Clarke to swallow hard before answering.

"My father was the engineer who discovered the flaw. He thought the people had a right to know. The council disagreed. My mother disagreed. They were afraid it would cause a panic. We were going to go public anyway, when Wells-" She stopped there.

"Turned in your dad?" Monty received a punch in the arm and a glare from Elliot, telling him to shut up.

Her attention turned back to the blonde now in the front of the group, waiting to see what she would do next.

"Anyway," Clarke began walking again, "the guard showed up before we could. That's why today. That's why it was worth the risk. Even if we all die, they bought themselves more time."

"They're gonna kill more people, aren't they?" Monty asked what everyone was thinking.

Octavia replied before anyone else could. A snarky remark, about how she didn't care. About how they could all be floated. Jasper disagreed with her, following as she sulked away. Elliot and Monty exchanged a look. It was easier for Elliot to not be as worried about what happened on the Arc. Her entire life was resting on it. There was one person on that ship that cared about her. And before this morning, the last time she had seen him was two years ago. Monty had family up there. People who loved him. Who visited him whenever they could. The look of worry on his face was understandable. And the look of acceptance on Elliot's was too.

"Octavia, what the hell are you doing?" Clarke's voice brought them to the forest clearing, where they found Octavia standing on a large rock in just her underwear and a tank. She looked back at them, smiling before leaping off the rock and into the water below.

Immediately the others ran forward, peering over to see the brunette up to her nose in the murky water.

"Octavia, we can't swim." Monty yelled out.

Octavia lifted her face out of the water, smiling, "No. But we can stand."

With that she rose in the water, laughing as it came to stop just about her hips. This was enough for Elliot and the boys to begin taking off their clothes, excited to explore the water.

Clarke, on the other hand, was nervous, shaking her head as she tried to find something that could ruin this good moment. Luckily, Finn leaned over, informing her that none of them cared and that she needed to take off her clothes. Elliot was using Jasper's back as a brace as she removed her boots when something caught her eye. She stood up straight, narrowing her eyes at the rippling water. A bad feeling set in her stomach and she raced towards the water's edge, sticking out her hand, "Octavia, get out of the water! Get out of the water now!"

The others looked to what she was panicking about. Whatever it was, it was moving fast and before Octavia could turn back around, it had snatched her up and drug her underwater.

"Octavia!" Elliot leapt up, trying to follow the creature as best she could.

There was nothing for what seemed like ages. No rippling water, no movement of any sort. Then, all of sudden, Octavia burst through the surface, screaming and gasping for air. The creature still firmly grasping her in its jaws.

"If we distract it, it might let her go." Clarke explained, moving closer to the edge Elliot followed her, helping her heave a large rock into the cold water below. It splashed loudly and to their relief, let go of Octavia. Jasper raced forward, calling out to the girl in the water. He didn't hesitate to leap in beside her, grabbing at her waist to keep her about water. Elliot followed Monty to the shore, reaching in to grab the two, just as the giant creature swam past again. Clarke was at Octavia's side immediately, ripping at Jasper's shirt to use it as a tourniquet.

"You're gonna be okay." She sighed, examining Octavia's bleeding leg as the young girl thanked Jasper.

"Note to self. Next time, save the girl." Monty joked causing everyone to chuckle.

They hiked for a couple more hours before the sun began to set. The boys had each taken turns helping Octavia and Elliot had even pitched in, giving them all a relief as a second crutch before she finally stopped them, insisting they rest for the night.

"We don't have time." Clarke argued, looking towards their destination.

Elliot helped Monty set Octavia on the ground before approaching the other female, "Clarke, we have no light. Once it gets dark, it's going to be dark. We have no choice. We can camp out here, and continue in the morning. Mount Weather isn't going anywhere."

Eventually she was able to wear the girl down, promising that there would be less distractions tomorrow and even adding in that someone could stand watch. Finn said he would take first watch, but as it grew darker, eyelids grew heavier and soon they were all crowded together, sleeping peacefully. It seemed like her eyes had just closed when Jasper was waking Elliot up, telling her it was time to get moving again. She was sore, but it was the best night sleep she had had in a long time. Standing up to stretch, she helped Octavia to her feet and they were off again.

They arrived at another point in the river, this time staying away from the water as much as possible.

"We need to get to the other side. That's the only way to Mount Weather." Clarke insisted, a hand pressing at her forehead signaling the stressed headache she was getting.

"Calm down, Clarke." Elliot emitted, shading her eyes from the sun, "We'll figure something out." Her eyes caught a large vine dangling from a tree branch just above the water and she hurried over to it. Pulling it back away from the water, she gave it a couple strong tugs and looked at the others.

"What about this?"

"Bitchin'," Finn responded taking it from her head and pulling it himself, "I'm going first."

Ten minutes later and all four of them were still on the same side of the river. Finn, Jasper, and Elliot had climbed to a higher level to get more momentum for the swing but none had been brave enough to try it yet. The other three below them were growing impatient.

"Come on, Finn!" Clarke called out, "You wanted to go first. Now quit stalling! Mount Weather awaits."

They laughed at her urgency, fiddling with the rope more.

Jasper gave Finn a pat on the back, "Just hang on til the apogee and you'll be fine."

Finn returned with a confused look, "The apogee, like the Indians, right?"

Jasper and Elliot exchanged an incredulous look before the female reached up to smack the spacewalker softly on the back of the head.

"Apogee, not Apache, you moron." She scolded.

He chuckled at her and sent her a wink, signaling he was being an ass and trying to stall more time.

"Today, Finn." She replied, shoving him. He saluted her mockingly and turned to Jasper.

"See you on the other side."

But before he could even take a step back, Jasper stopped him. Elliot exhaled sharply, growing slightly irritated with the two of them.

"Let me. I can do it." Jasper took the rope from Finn's hands, glancing at Octavia below. Finn gave him a proud pat on the back and when Jasper's courage faltered, gave him a reassuring look.

"See you on the other side." Jasper replied before leaping off the rock and swinging across to the other side. He landed hard against the ground just missing the water and the others scrambled to get a better look. Seconds later, he jumped to his feet and threw his hands into the air, "We are apogee!"

The others cheered along with him, excitement bumbling inside them. Finn grabbed the rope, holding it out for Clarke to take. Across the water, Jasper shouted out to her, encouraging her. Elliot watched him climb up the mountain some, stopping to brush away at something. He pulled up a large sign, reading it briefly before holding it up.

"Guys! We made it!"

Painted faintly on the sign was the words Mount Weather. They did make it. A wave of relief washed over them as more excitement bubbled. Then out of nowhere a large spear flew through the air, landed deep in Jasper's chest. He was thrown back against a tree, out of view from the others. Elliot let out a scream, lunging forward as if that would do anything to help her friend separated by a body of water. Finn grabbed her quickly, dragging her along behind him and Clarke to a safe hiding place. She collapsed between him and Octavia, panting and searching the trees around them for some kind of movement.

"We're not alone." Clarke breathed, filling them all with dread.

So there is the first chapter. Hope you guys enjoyed it. I tried to give some BellamyxOC action but not to much, obviously they don't really know each other and she's still kind of finding where she belongs in the group, which will be around Jasper and Monty a lot due to the fact that she knew them pretty well before. It will follow the show but have originality to it. Please feel free to leave feedback. I would love to hear what you guys think. Again, hope you guys enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! Xx