Attention: There will be no trigger warnings at the beginning of each chapter.

This work contains elements that could be triggering to some, such as the mention of rape, dubious consent to sex, abusive situations, mentions of blood, suicide, death, murder, somewhat graphic descriptions of murder, somewhat graphic descriptions of sex, sexual situations, panic attacks, gore, etc. This is a fictional story that romanticizes possessive/controlling behavior and some abusive situations. Please be aware of this before continuing.

All rights go to the creators of The 100.

I did my best not to re-write the show scene for scene. Instead, the meat of this is between the scenes that air on TV. The original character (Cheyenne Barnes) is not the main character. The main characters of The 100 are and always will be Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake. Cheyenne is supposed to be supplemental to their story while starring in her own.

Prologue

Red was the most vibrant color on the Ark.

The walls and the floors and the ceilings were gray. The clothes were gray. The people were gray. Even the sun was gray.

And then everything was red.

Her hands were red. Her hair was red, her face was red, her shoes were red, the scissors in her hands were red. Her shirt was splashed red, and the puddle forming beneath her dirty gray boots was the most shocking shade of red she'd ever seen.

As the life behind Anthony Band's eyes faded away, everything that was once a beautiful and lively red became gray again. Tucking the scissors into the back pocket of her jeans, Cheyenne continued her way down the hallway to paint another section of the Ark red. Anthony Band was the first name on her list, and she was going to make damn sure all the names were crossed off before they floated her, especially the last name - her father.