#from the jahas to the fake boxing

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This boy. Tsk tsk.

Being a complete menace is his favorite pastime 😂

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RULES | 1.01: THE PILOT

RULES | 1.01: THE PILOT

summary: the daughter of Marcus Kane gets sent down to the ground with 99 other teenage criminals and a fake guard on her eighteenth birthday, deciding to take charge of the camp along with the two people she never thought she'd get along with after her previous experience with authority and the privileged.

pairings: john murphy x fem!oc, bellamy blake x fem!oc ( slowburn )

warnings: best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, swearing, daddy issues, minor character deaths, nothing major/graphic yet

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a/n: I've made some changes to the story so I chose to delete all the chapters I've posted here and just republish everything again. expect updates coming every monday and friday!

Gabriella Kane never knew peace.

At least not in this stupid metal box that sucked all of her will to live right out of her.

It has been ninety-seven years since the nuclear apocalypse killed everyone on Earth and left the planet simmering in radiation. Unfortunately for Gabriella Kane, there were survivors. Twelve nations had operational space stations at the time of the bombs. The only station left was called The Ark. Everyone was told the Earth needed another hundred years to become survivable again. That meant there were supposed to be four more space-locked generations until the human race could go home, back to the ground.

And that was what Gabriella always wanted.

To go down to Earth and finally be free from The Ark and Jaha's rules. If people knew better they would think she's your typical spoiled brat from Alpha Station. Since her father was Marcus Kane. But they knew better

Gabriella got arrested at the age of seventeen along with her best friend John Murphy for setting fire to a guard's room. She knew that if they were found out they would get arrested. And every person that commits any type of crime would be punished by death, if they were underage they'd get executed as soon as they turned eighteen. But Gabriella didn't have much to lose. She and Murphy met around the age of fifteen and they soon became inseparable. By the time she turned sixteen, she stopped hanging out with her privileged friends and only hung out with him and some kids from Mecha Station who worked with her.

She has spent years reading books about the Earth and looking down at it through the windows. She always wanted to feel what the ground felt like beneath her feet and how the rain would feel on her skin.

That was her dream.

But her reality? Today was her eighteenth birthday and she was supposed to be floated any time soon.

Gabriella has been in the sky-box for more than a year, only being allowed outside so she could attend classes. Even then, she was usually separated from Murphy, something she was sure her father made sure of.

There were a lot of things she realized while locked up. The first one was that she was pretty much in love with her best friend and the second one...she hated her father more than she originally thought.

Surprisingly, Gabriella didn't really care that she was gonna get floated today. To her, it just meant she wouldn't have to stare at The Ark walls until she died from old age. The bonus was if Marcus Kane was the one who was supposed to press the button. First doing it to his wife and then his daughter.

It would be ironic really.

And because of that, she didn't fight when the guards barged into her room. She just raised an eyebrow, put the knife she was previously twirling around in her hands, and tucked it in the old boots she was wearing. For extra measure.

"Prisoner 3-2-4, face the wall."

She did as she was told hearing the other guard say, "Hold out your right arm."

Gabriella furrowed her eyebrows, she was pretty sure that wasn't how the procedure is supposed to go, "I get it if you're into some kinky shit but I'm supposed to be getting floated, not reenact Fifty Shades of Grey."

The guards ignored her and one of them stepped forward to grab her arm, putting a metal wristband around her wrist. She felt a sting in her arm but didn't want to give them the satisfaction of wincing so she kept glaring at them.

She quickly grew confused when she saw her father walk in but that confusion shifted into anger at his blank expression.

"Came here to gloat?" she barked out but her father didn't seem affected by the venom in her voice.

Kane shook his head and placed his hands on her shoulders, "Listen to me closely. You are not being floated. You are being sent to the ground. All one hundred of you."

Gabriella furrowed her eyebrows, "What the hell are you talking about? It's not safe yet. Not for another four generations."

She saw her father's face fall before he leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her forehead, the action making her blink in surprise, "Take care of yourself."

And then everything went black.

-

When Gabriella finally opened her eyes she was strapped to a chair in a dropship with ninety-nine other delinquents. She looked around in alarm, soon finding herself face to face with a smirking blue-eyed boy who sat opposite her.

"John? Where are we?"

"Hell." He stated with an amused smirk.

She rolled her eyes and sat up more, "Explains you being here."

Murphy's smirk slowly turned into a genuine smile, "I missed you too, Ellie."

Gabriella tried to fight back a smile but failed miserably, "Of course you did. I'm awesome. What's not to miss?"

The only response she got was a breathy chuckle before the dropship lights flickered and a crash was heard. Murphy sat up straight with a slightly panicked look on his pale face, "What the hell was that?"

Trying to suppress a groan at the situation she found herself in, the Kane girl simply responded, "The atmosphere."

Murphy didn't even have time to react since the monitor turned on revealing a video with Thelonious Jaha on it, "Prisoners of The Ark, hear me now. You've been given a second chance. 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. Indeed for mankind itself. We have no idea what's 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."

Gabriella and Murphy both wore similar scowls when they looked back at each other.

"Your dad's a dick, Wells!" a male voice yelled, making Gabriella look around in confusion.

Wells was here?

She scoffed to herself and turned to look at Murphy "I can't believe Jaha would actually send his own son down here to die."

He huffed "Nothing surprises me anymore."

"Your crimes will be forgotten and records wiped clean. The drop site has been chosen carefully. Before the Last War, Mount Weather was a military base built within a mountain. It was to be stocked with enough non-perishables to sustain 300 people."

Gabriella tuned out the rest of his speech once she saw a familiar boy floating around the dropship.

"Spacewalker bandit strikes again!"

The teenager floated straight towards her as other delinquents kept cheering him on "Long time no see, Ella."

Gabriella and Finn have known each other for a while now. They met through their mutual friend Raven and stayed friends mainly through her but Gabriella wouldn't say she was close to the boy.

She still grinned cooly at him and nodded "Hey, Collins. I heard all about your spacewalk back in the sky-box."

"I'm popular even in jail. What a surprise." he joked making her chuckle lightly while he continued floating around.

"Mount Weather is life. You must locate those supplies immediately. You have one responsibility, stay alive."

In a flash, Finn and the two boys who followed him out of their seats crashed to the floor and the dropship started speeding, lights flickering even more.

"We are so gonna die!" Gabriella faintly heard her best friend panic over the loud noise in the crowded dropship.

"Everything here is over a hundred years old. Give it a minute to start working." the blonde snapped in return but gripped his hand tightly nonetheless.

There was a loud crash telling them the dropship landed and everyone slowly caught their breath. Gabriella looked around to see if she could spot any familiar faces before she let go of Murphy's hand and let out a sigh.

"Listen. No machine hum." a familiar voice was heard and Gabriella smiled to herself already recognizing who the voice belonged to.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and faintly heard another voice add a sarcastic 'well that's a first' but didn't have time to process who it belonged to because she worriedly rushed over to stand next to Finn who was hovering above the two unconscious boys on the floor.

"Finn, is he breathing?" she asked, putting an arm on his shoulder. The girl let out a sigh when he shook his head and looked towards the stairs leading to the bottom floor.

Murphy grabbed her wrist and nodded towards the door getting a nod in return. As the pair got to the first floor, they heard a familiar female voice call out, "We can't just open the doors!"

"Just back it up guys!" a deep male voice yelled causing Gabriella to furrow her eyebrows. She made her way to the front of the crowd to see an older guy dressed in a guard's uniform that made her narrow her eyes.

"Stop! The air could be toxic!" the same girl yelled as she made her way to the front, not aware her ex-best friend was standing a few steps next to her.

"If the air's toxic we're all dead anyway." the man in the guard's uniform simply shrugged.

It was obvious Clarke was about to argue but a voice from the back interrupted with a soft, "Bellamy?"

His head snapped to the sound of the female voice and his features completely softened once she walked in front of him. "Oh my, God. Look how big you are."

They exchanged a heartfelt hug that made Gabriella's eyes slightly soften. She knew who the girl was. Everyone did. But she actually remembered her from a few of her classes. The girls were not really friends but they talked a few times. It was enough to know she was a good kid.

"What the hell are you wearing?" the raven-haired girl asked, pointing to his jacket. "A guard's uniform?"

"I borrowed it to get in the dropship. Someone's gotta keep an eye on you." he told her quietly but the people at the front could still hear the conversation.

Gabriella turned around to whisper to Murphy with a small smirk, "So he is not a real guard. Which means we are gonna have freedom until The Ark comes down."

The boy mirrored her smirk. "You mean if they come down."

The duo snapped out of their little bubble when the siblings shared another hug which Clarke interrupted with another one of her unnecessary questions, "Where's your wristband?"

Way to ruin the moment Clarke. Gabriella thought with a bitter scowl on her face, a contrast to the easy-going look she was sporting before.

"Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in a year." Octavia snapped, making the Kane girl smirk at her attitude. She already liked her.

That sentence was enough to make the crowd start whispering and Octavia quickly snapped her attention to them. The young girl was about to lunge forward but her brother held her back, leaning down to whisper, "Hey, let's give them something else to remember you by."

"Yeah, like what?"

Bellamy grinned at his annoyed sister, "Like being the first person on the ground in a hundred years."

"Ninety-seven." Gabriella corrected under her breath and heard her male best friend let out a faint chuckle.

The older Blake either did not hear her comment or chose to ignore her correction. He turned his back on the impatient crowd of delinquents and reached for the lever, opening the doors and making them come face to face with planet Earth. Bellamy made everyone get behind so Octavia could walk out on her own. She took a few small steps and breathed the air in, then made her way to the bottom of the door and finally stepped on the ground to yell "We're back bitches!"

Gabriella watched as the delinquents made their way outside while jumping around and cheering. She turned to look at Murphy who was standing behind her and watching her with a small smile. "Ladies first."

The blonde chuckled before slowly stepping down the door and breathing in the fresh air that made her smile. She looked around at the trees and flowers all around her and her smile grew impossibly larger. She was on Earth.

Before she actually stepped on the ground she turned back at Murphy and offered him her hand, "Together?"

He nodded and took her hand. "Together."

The pair took a step down and stood firmly on the ground. Gabriella turned around to look at Murphy but before she could think about saying anything he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tight, spinning her a little in the process.

She squealed in surprise but didn't hesitate to hug the boy back, "Yeah, yeah, I missed you too."

-

"I think this is the best gift you could have gotten today." Murphy announced with a grin.

Gabriella faked a disappointed expression. "I mean I'd really prefer getting floated over being here with you but a girl can dream right?"

"Ouch." he mocked hurt, making her chuckle.

"You, mind?" A voice echoed through the camp, making the pair turn their attention to the dropship door where Wells just pushed a boy with goggles back. Gabriella recognized the boy as Jasper Jordan and the way the chancellor's son pushed him back made her blood boil.

"Hey!" The blonde called as she walked up to them with John and a few other delinquents behind her, "Back off, Chancellor Junior. He's with us."

"We're just trying to figure out where we are." He defended himself, making her scoff.

"We're on the ground. That not good enough for you?" A male voice from behind them asked.

Gabriella turned around to see it was Bellamy with his sister right next to him. Wells followed her gaze and said, "We need to find Mount Weather. You heard my father's message. That has to be our first priority."

"Screw your father." Octavia sneered, joining the discussion, "What? You think you're in charge here? You and your little princess?"

Gabriella nodded with a smirk which dropped into a scowl once again as her blonde ex-best friend spoke up, "You think we care who's in charge? 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 twenty-mile trek, okay? So if we wanna get there before dark, we need to leave. Now."

The Kane girl cleared her throat to bring everyone's attention to her and stepped closer, "Or you and your little boyfriend can go and do the hard work since you care about getting there so much. I don't know about you Princess, but we took Earth Skills for a reason. We don't need to do what Jaha says anymore. But you heard him, we're on the ground now, which means we're on our own."

Bellamy looked at the girl with a smirk before turning to look at Clarke and agreeing, "She's right. We should let the privileged do the hard work for a change."

There were sounds of agreement coming from the criminals around them, but Clarke didn't hear them since she was completely focused on the Kane that just told her off. The girls have not spoken in what felt like ages. They were inseparable since they were kids but Clarke just started pulling away and Gabriella didn't know what else to do so she just let her go. Neither of them made any effort to reconnect; with Clarke basically ghosting her and with Gabriella not wanting to put effort into a one-sided friendship.

"You're not listening. We all need to go." Wells yelled pleadingly, but Murphy cut him off by pushing him back.

"Look at this, everybody. It's the chancellor of Earth."

Gabriella chuckled at her best friend's words and crossed her arms over her chest with a small amused smirk.

"You think that's funny?"

The only response that Wells got was Murphy pushing him back further. He stumbled before he fell to the ground and twisted his ankle in the process. Murphy chuckled under his breath, "No, but that was."

Wells quickly got off the floor, stumbling a bit because of his foot. The boys got ready to fight before a male figure jumped from the dropship and between them. Gabriella only realized that that was Finn when he faced Murphy with a challenging look on his face and spoke up, "The kid's got one leg. How about you wait until it's a fair fight?"

Gabriella raised an eyebrow at the boy and shrugged. "Or Griffin here, could keep her dog on a leash and do us all a favour."

Wells made a show of scowling at her but Clarke couldn't find herself meeting her gaze and kept looking at the floor.

"Hey, Spacewalker." Octavia broke the argument by stepping closer to Finn and giving him a flirty look, "Rescue me next."

Finn grinned at the younger girl while Gabriella rolled her eyes and grabbed Murphy's arm, preparing to walk away. But before she did, she gave Jasper and Monty ( who barely took their eyes off of her since she stepped into the conversation ) a toothy grin, "Good to see you boys too."

The two best friends grinned as they watched her walk away, excited that one of their closest friends was there too.

-

Gabriella was distracted watching Clarke and Finn gather their group for Mount Weather so she didn't notice a taller male figure come up behind her.

"You're not going? I thought you were gonna be the first to sign up?"

The blonde snapped her head to the source of the voice and quickly tackled the taller male in a hug "Sam? What the hell are you doing here?"

Sam Sydney was Gabriella's oldest friend and the only childhood friend she kept in touch with. He may didn't like the fact that she was hanging out with people like John Murphy but they still kept hanging out. Murphy's dislike for him had more to do with the fact that Sam always had a thing for her than the fact that he was one of the privileged. But he never said anything about it so he remained her only friend from Alpha.

He grinned teasingly, "I thought you'd be happy to see me."

"I am! It's just ── how the hell did you get arrested?" she asked, pulling away.

"I helped Wells burn the last Ark tree. I wanted to keep an eye on you and you know Wells goes wherever Clarke goes, even now that she hates his guts." he shrugged with a smirk, "You still didn't answer my question."

"What do you want me to do? Go on a day trip with Clarke? Willingly?" she shook her head and scoffed, "Someone's gotta keep things here in place. And I'll be damned if that turns out to be the fake guard."

"Someone doesn't handle authority well." Sam said, knowingly.

Gabriella pursed her lips with a shrug. "Depends on who it is. But that guy is up to something and I'm gonna figure out what it is. I'll see you around." She gave him one last grin before walking away.

-

"Find any water yet?" Murphy asked as he, Gabriella, and Mbege walked up to Wells, who was gathering wood for the fire.

"Not yet." He looked up. "I'm going back out if you wanna come."

He turned around to continue what he was doing but the words on the drop ship caught his attention:

"First son first to dye"

Gabriella figured Murphy and Mbege wrote that while she left them alone and couldn't help but chuckle at the terrible spelling. Murphy rubbed his nose with the hand that was still holding the knife he carved the writing in the dropship with, before he spoke coldly "You know, my father, he begged for mercy in the air-lock chamber when your father floated him."

Wells ignored his words and started walking off, bumping their shoulders together when he brushed passed him and huffing, "You spelled die wrong, geniuses."

Gabriella crossed her arms over her chest as she watched Wells walk away, addressing the two boys next to her with a ghost of a smirk, "That kid is gonna be easy to break."

"If you're gonna kill someone, it's probably best not to announce it."

The blonde turned around to see Bellamy standing in front of them. She narrowed her blue eyes at his uniform before letting them connect with his own. "Just trying to scare him a bit. There is no need to take any drastic measures yet."

Murphy nodded and chuckled, him too eying the guards uniform Bellamy was wearing. "You're not really a member of the Guard, are you?"

"No. The real Guard will be here soon unless we stop it. You don't actually think they're gonna forgive your crimes?" Bellamy crossed his arms over his chest, "Even if they do, then what? People like us, we're gonna become citizens now? Get jobs? If we're lucky, maybe pick up their trash."

Gabriella looked at him with narrowed eyes before letting a small smirk ghost her lips. For some reason, he didn't want The Ark to come down. But it wasn't for the reason he was telling them. He must've done something so fucked up to get down here. The Ark would probably kill him instantly if they found him on the ground with the hundred. She doubted that his sneaking onto that ship was legal. Especially since he was not an actual guard.

"You got a point?" Mbege snapped, getting impatient listening to his mocking.

"No. I have a question. They locked you up, dumped you down here like lab rats to die. So why are you helping them?" Bellamy questioned, faking curiosity.

"The hell we are."

"You're wearing those bracelets aren't you?" he taunted, "Those things are telling them whether or not it's safe to follow us down."

"Okay, so you said we could stop it. How?" Murphy asked, making his best friend raise an eyebrow at him. She couldn't believe he was really buying this bullshit.

"Take them off. The Ark will think you're dead. That it isn't safe to follow. You follow?"

"Right." Murphy grinned. "And if we do, I mean what's in it for us?"

Bellamy's smirk grew at how easy it was to get them to follow along with his plan. "Someone's gotta help me run things." His attention quickly turned to the girl in the group and he added, "Especially you. They seem to listen to you. You're from Alpa, right? But you are still one of them."

"Oh, I know they listen to me." Gabriella lifted her chin up to meet his gaze, "But I'm not gonna be using that to help you."

She had two options. She could take the wristband off and piss her father off which was getting exhausting since she realized he stopped caring a long time ago, and she could keep the wristband on and piss Bellamy off. The second option seemed much more appealing at the moment. She could always take the wristband off when she got bored.

Bellamy raised an eyebrow "And why is that?"

Gabriella turned to the two Johns behind her and motioned for them to leave them alone. Once they walked away far enough so they were out of earshot, she turned back to Bellamy.

"I don't know if you already realized this, Blake, but I don't do well with authority." She stepped closer so they were almost chest-to-chest. "I don't know what you did to get down here. But unless you get out of my way, I won't hesitate to find out. You aren't one of us and it's only a matter of time until they realize that. It's obvious you're only here to protect your little sister. You don't actually care about any of us. I get that. You're her big brother and that is what you are supposed to do. But I'm also pretty sure there's another reason you don't want The Ark to come down here." She swore she saw a flash of fear in his eyes which he instantly tried to cover up with anger. Her smirk grew and she tilted her head. "I'd be extra nice to me down here, Blake. Haven't you heard that a foreign king usually ends up dead?"

Bellamy narrowed his eyes, his jaw clenched tight. "Was that a threat?"

She smiled innocently and shrugged, "I don't know. Was it?"

[kinetic-elaboration]

April 5: Bellamy/Wells, Gutter

Bellamy/Wells, canon-divergent/post-s2, ~900 words

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At the gutter-end of evening, gray-cloudy twilight and bitter chill, Bellamy finds Wells, standing at the doorway to Alpha Station with his hands in his pockets. The year is edging at last from autumn into water, the dead grass and mud frosted over with ice and a thin layer of snow. Bellamy knows the expression on Wells’s face, even before he sees it, knows that it is distant and searching, because he can read Wells now as easily and as precisely as Wells himself can read the seasons. He was always first pick for Earth Skills. And he told Bellamy once, while they were making their rounds at the perimeter, that according to the old Earth calendar, these days now are the end of the year. People used to celebrate the new year, used to throw parties, and make promises to themselves.

"Doesn't seem like a very festive time to me," Bellamy answered, as he poked the toe of his boot through the morning's crackling, nearly-melted ice. Beneath it, a puddle of water was already expanding. The thin sheet broke in pieces and sunk beneath the surface of the pool.

Nor does this weather, this bleak season strike him as a proper time to speak about beginnings, or anything new. Arkadia now feels like it is coming to an end of an era, or more precisely like it is stuck, mired, in an endless middle. A pause. A taut uncertainty. When humans look back on them, as Bellamy imagines sometimes that they will, perhaps they will view this time as only part of the prologue, along with everything else he has done so far on Earth. The dropship camp, the fall of the Mountain—mere footnotes, if he's lucky. Camp Jaha, a forgotten name. What Arkadia will become, should it last—that will be the story for the ages.

He walks up behind Wells slowly, pretends he is trying not to be heard. Wells appears deep in thought, and so it is easy to pretend he is not really listening, even though he is. He always his. His thoughts could be anywhere, now; Bellamy tries to trace them, but his guesses are only the faintest stabs in the dark. Maybe he is wondering about his father, the ex-Chancellor's fool's errand, the Wasteland and the fabled City of Light. Or maybe he's worrying, as Bellamy still does, about Clarke. She’s been gone over a month now, the trail she’s left behind scattered and faint. How she’s become just another one of their ghosts in the wilderness.

When he's close enough, he grabs Wells's hands and pins them behind his back, presses up close against him and growls in his ear, "Hey. You're under arrest."

Wells twists out of the hold easily, and he's already grinning a lop-sided, easy grin when he turns to face Bellamy at last. "That's a terrible joke to play on an ex-prisoner," he says, and Bellamy just shrugs and steps aside.

"Just practicing. What do you think of the new jacket?" He grabs at the edges and holds them out, like he's showing off, trying to hide with exaggerated bravado how much wearing the Guard uniform feels like a child’s game. Even though, or because, he knows that fake bravado is the first thing that Wells will see right through.

"Nice," he answers, and crosses his arms against his chest. "Who'd you steal that from?"

"Kane gave it to me." If you can believe that. Might as well be a sick joke, another way the world has turned upside down and sideways on them, somewhere along the way from the sky to the ground. "He wants me to train some of the hundred to be part of the Guard."

Wells raises his eyebrows. Bellamy can't tell if he's surprised or impressed. "Makes sense," he concedes. "We have the most experience on the ground, and in combat with the Grounders."

"And it's nice that Kane and Abby are finally acknowledging that," Bellamy adds.

"Yeah." Wells's brow furrows, a distant expression on his face again, and Bellamy is about to ask him what else is on his mind, when he leans back against the doorway and asks, "Does he think we'll need a lot of soldiers?"

Out of the corner of Bellamy's eye, the wall they've put up at the borders of the camp looms tall, broken only by the massive front gate.

"I don't know," he admits. "If he knows more than we do... he's not sharing."

"Not surprising." Wells looks down at his boots, the squared off posture of his shoulders and the slight v between his eyebrows enough for Bellamy to feel the tension in him, feel it as if it were an extension of himself. "Can you believe we're in this place—where we don't know if we're at war or not?"

"Hey—" Bellamy steps forward, his hands on Wells's arms until Wells looks up at him and meets his eye. "A bunch of kids from the Sky Box are going to put on these jackets and be the elite. And I have to pretend that this isn't a big deal so it doesn't go to anyone's head. But it is a big deal. Makes me feel like..." He takes a deep breath, lets it go and feels light-headed, realizes all at once that outside, the last of the light has bled out from the sky and the clouds have opened up, and it has started to snow. "Makes me feel like if there is a war, we'll win it."

Wells smiles. "I never predicted you'd be an optimist," he says, and reaches up, and pulls Bellamy in.

[oceanna1919]

Day Trip! 1X08,part 1 { Bellamy Blake Fanfiction, Darkness}

Currently Clarke and I were using the camp's newly established video chat to attend a council meeting, wearing a headset each, sitting on the council meeting as representatives of the 100.

‘’ Tell me about the Grounder. Can he provide any insight on how to survive winter?’’ Jaha asked.

‘’ We're doing everything we can to prepare here. We’re gathering nuts and berries, curing meats, digging for roots, but the truth is, we’ll freeze before we starve.’’ I answered him. Kane, well my dad nodded and he picked up a tablet.

‘’ There’s good news on that front. According to civil defense plans from before the war, there’s an old emergency aid depot not far from the landing site. Here are the coordinates.’’ My dad said, looking at us.

‘’In addition to supplies, it could provide shelter for the hundred and for the citizens coming down from the Ark.’’ Jaha added quickly after.

‘’ And what makes you think it’s intact?’’ I asked uncertain.

‘’ It was designed to withstand nuclear warfare.’’ My dad answered with a smile and I nodded.

‘’ All right. It’s worth a shot.’’ Clarke said with a sigh.

‘’ Chancellor, I have to object. Project Exodus is under way. The kids should sit tight in their camp until the first dropship launches.’’ Diana said. What is she doing there?

‘’ What is she doing there? We didn’t ask for your advice.’’ I said with venom dripping from my mouth. I didn’t like this woman. At all.

‘’Jasmine, behave!’’ My dad scowled me and I rolled my eyes, putting my hands up in defense.

‘’I’m leaving, my job here is over. Clarke I’ll go get the depot. Goodbye everyone. ’’ I said , waving at the screen as I sat up and put the headset down on the table.

‘’Be careful Jas. Take someone with you.’’ Clarke nodded smiling.

‘’No, Jasmine wait!’’ I heard my father say, but I ignored him.I wasn’t ready to talk to him.

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I walk in the dropship and I climb on the second ladder and I saw Octavia sitting comfortably in a chair and Bellamy had an irritated look on his face. What now?

‘’ Whatever twisted connection you think you have with that animal, forget it. You don’t get to see him. End of conversation.’’ Bellamy spat at Octavia and Octavia ignored him.

‘’I’m not gonna ask what happen, because every single time, both of you, have different stories and I ain’t your mama. So Bellamy I need to talk to you.”

‘’ The answer is still no. I’m not talking to Jaha.’’ Bellamy said to me, still looking at Octavia.

‘’ Did I say something about Jaha?’’ I asked him bored. He rubbed his chin, like he was thinking before answering.

‘’No?’’ he asked, well said.

‘’Correct answer, so let me talk. The Ark found some old records that show a supply depot not too far from here.’’ I announced.

‘’ What kind of supplies?’’ he said looking intrigued.

‘’ The kind that might give us a chance to live through winter’’ I answered him. He nodded and tilted his head to the side.

‘’ Why are you telling me about this?’’ he asked me with a curious look.

‘’Because I’m going.’’ I stated the oblivious. His eyes widened.

‘’No you’re not.’’ He said strongly. I crossed my arms confused.

‘’Yes I am.’’ I said, using the same tone as him.

‘’It’s too dangerous. You’re not going. End of the conversation.’’ He ordered me with a frown.

‘’He really likes ordering people around.’’ Octavia chimed in the conversation. I nodded my head repeatedly.

‘’I think it’s his favorite pastime. So, if you don’t want to come with me, fine then. I’ll ask someone else. Maybe Jasper.’’ I knew with that I could get under his skin. Yesterday , Jasper told Octavia that he has a crush on me and Bellamy overheard it and he was NOT happy. I went to leave, but Bellamy grabbed my arm softly and I turned around, trying to hide my smirk. Bellamy squeezed his eyes shut as he gritted his teeth.

‘’When do we leave?’’ he said as he opened his eyes and I felt my smirk grow.

‘’ I’ll get my stuff, meet you in ten.’’ I said. He nodded and he left. I heard laughing and I turned to look at his sister, as I started laughing too.

‘’Jas, you have him wrapped around your little finger.’’ She said and I tried to hide my crimson cheeks.

‘’Shut up O’.’’

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10 minutes or so later I found Bellamy packing rations. A lot of them. But what made it more suspicious is that he was watching at everyone very carefully.

‘’Um, Bellamy I think that’s enough. It’s a day trip.’’ I said, looking at all the rations in his bag.

‘’ A lot can happen in a day.’’ He replied, as he closed his bag.

‘’ You’re acting weird.’’ I said and Bellamy looked quickly at me.

‘’No I’m not!’’ He replied quickly with a pitchy voice. He definitely was.

‘’Okay, come on” I shrugged. I turned and left the camp with Bellamy following me.

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‘’ You know, the first dropship is gonna come down soon. Pretty sure you can't avoid Jaha forever.’’ I said out of blue. I saw Bellamy freeze, before saying.

‘’ I can try.’’ Wrong answer.

‘’Bellamy. He will understand, we can talk to him together if you want.’’ I smiled softly and he stopped walking and he looked at me, before shaking his head and he started walking again.

‘’ The depot is supposed to be around here somewhere.’’ He said harshly.

‘’Are you trying to change the conversation?’’ I asked in disbelief.

‘’ Look. I shot the man, Angel. He's not just gonna forgive and forget.’’ I took his hand in mine and I stopped him from walking and I look up to his handsome face.

‘’Bell. He lost his son. He is in pain. I’m sure he will understand. Trust me, please.’’ I pleased. He licked his lips and look down at our holding hands, with a sad smile. He was acting weird. We stayed like this for a moment.

‘’ Let's just split up, cover more ground. Stay within shouting distance. ’’I said with a sigh as I tried to let go of his hand, but he just held my hand tighter.

‘’No. We’re not splitting up. Come on.’’ He said, before starting walking again.

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‘’ I don’t understand. The depot is supposed to be around here somewhere. There's got to be a door.’’ As I said that my foot hit something metal. I look on the ground and I saw two handles poking out of the ground.

‘’Bellamy I found something.’’ I yelled at Bellamy, who was right behind me. I kneeled down and started pulling the grass away from it. I tried to pull it open, but it wouldn’t budge, at all.

‘’ Ugh! I think it's rusted shut.’’ I said.

‘’ Here. Watch your foot.’’ Bellamy warned me, before hitting the door with his axe repeatedly.

‘’ Ok. Give me a hand.’’ he said and I nodded, helping him open the door. The first thing we saw when we opened the door was a staircase. Bellamy and I looked at each other with a smile.

‘’Ill go first.’’ Bellamy said, before climbing down, with me following close behind him. It was really dark down there and dark is the thing I hate the most. Bellamy took a torche from his bag and I was thankful for that. I walked faster to keep up with Bellamy. As soon as I rounded the corner, I slammed hard into him. I felt myself falling and I closed my eyes, bracing for the impact that never came. I opened my eyes slowly and Bellamy looked down at me with amused eyes. His hand was resting securely on my waist, keeping me from hitting the floor.

‘’Not a word Blake.’’ I hissed playfully. He started laughing and I waited for him to finish.

‘’ You really are clumsy huh!’’ He grinned as he managed to stop laughing.

‘’Clumsy is my middle name.’’ I said proudly. He shifted to one side smirking.

‘’Oh really? I thought your middle name was Angel.’’ I shoot him an annoying look.

‘’Bellamy?’’ I started.

‘’ You want me to shut up.’’ He said and I nodded with a fake smile.

‘’Exactly.’’ He let out a hearty laugh and began walking again.

‘’ This place is disgusting.’’ I grimaced ,avoiding numerous cobwebs that were everywhere.

‘’ Hell of a place to die.’’ Bellamy exclaimed and I looked at him confused.

‘’What are you talking about?’’ He pointed at something beside me and I let out a scream. An old, rotten skeleton was there and I quickly moved beside Bellamy.

‘’ Anything left down here is ruined.’’ Bellamy said, starting to get mad.

‘’Hey relax, must have distributed most of the supplies before the last bombs went off.’’ I crept through the place and I noticed multiple boxes. I hesitantly opened one and I saw blankets! I let out a happy laugh.

‘’ Bellamy! I found blankets!’’ Bellamy looked at me in disbelief.

‘’ Excited about a couple of blankets?’’ he yelled, definitely mad, because we haven’t found something more useful.

‘’Did someone pissed on your food today?’’ I hissed sarcastically.

‘’ How about a canteen or a med kit or a decent fricking tent? Argh!’’ Bellamy continued rumpled, before kicking a barrel over out of frustration. Well he has anger issues, that’s for sure.

‘’ Oh my god.’’ I murmured with widened eyes when I looked on the ground. Guns had come out of the barrel. Quickly Bellamy took a white blanket and he marked a big X and hung it over a pool. What is he doing?

‘’ This changes everything. No more running from spears.’’ He said with a smile as he came back and gave me a gun. He opened his bag and took something to eat. I guess they were nuts.

‘’Do you want some?’’ He asked me, sawing me what was in his hands and I shook my head no.

‘’ Look. I'm not gonna fight you on bringing guns back to camp. I know we need them, but don't expect me to like it. Our camp is filled with a bunch of toddlers.’’ I shook my head disapprovingly.

‘’ We're lucky the rifles were packed in grease. The fact that they survived means we're not sitting ducks anymore. You need to learn how to do this. So, are you ready to be a badass Angel?’’ He smirked, with his dark brown eyes boring into mine.

‘’I thought I already was a badass’’ I faked gasped. ‘’ So I just hold it on my shoulder?’’ I asked him, resting the gun on my shoulder.

‘’ Yeah, just a little higher now, that end.’’ He wrapped his arms around me to position the gun properly and he rested his head on my shoulder so he could aim. Shivers ran down my spine at the gesture and my eyes fluttered close enjoying the sensation. I turned my head to look at him and my face was close to his. My eyes trailed up to his and held his gaze. I saw his eyes flick down to my lips. His nose gently brushed against mine as we lean in slowly. I kissed him first this time, dropping my gun in the process. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed my waist, pulling me flush against him. All of sudden, he pulled back and I felt sad. Why did he pull back? Did he not find me attractive anymore? My face flushed pink and my lips slightly swollen redden from the kiss. Bellamy looked sadly at me and he unwrapped my arms from his neck.

‘’ You should practice.’’ Bellamy said without looking at me and he shook his head as if he was trying to clear his thoughts away. I nodded slowly and took my gun from the ground. I aimed at the target. I pulled the trigger and a bullet shot out, missing X. My thoughts were on Bellamy not the X.

‘’Here, let me show you.’’ He said, moments later our awkward kiss. He picked up his rifle and aimed at the target that was on the wall. He pulled the trigger but the only thing that happened was the gun making a small clicking noise. He got rid of the bullet and took a deep breath. Pulling the trigger again, the same thing happened.

‘’ Do you need any help?’’ I asked softly and he glared at me.

‘’ My bullets are duds. Try again.’’ I shook my head

‘’ No. We shouldn't waste the ammunition.’’ Bellamy took the gun from me and shot the target a round pretty close to the target.

‘’ You need to practice.’’ He said without any emotion.

‘’ No. We need to talk about how we're gonna keep guns around camp, where are we gonna keep them, and who has access.  You left Miller in charge of the grounder. You must trust him more than me .’’ I said, trying to find out what was on his mind.

‘’ You should keep him close. The others listen to him.’’ His jaw clenched and he fired again.I rolled my eyes, lowering the gun away from his face so that he concentrates on me and not shooting.

‘’ I should keep him close? Why?  Bellamy, what's going on? You've been acting weird all day.’’ He didn’t say anything and he refused to meet my eyes. I looked on the ground and my eyes fell on his bag. Realization hit me. He is going to run away. I snapped my eyes up on his face and I took his head roughly in one hand to make him look at me.

‘’ All the rations you took. You're gonna run. That's why you agreed to come with me. You were gonna load up on supplies and just disappear.’’ I scowled angrily.

‘’ I don't have a choice. The Ark will be here soon.’’ He said, moving his head to the side, so I was no longer holding his face.

‘’You always have a choice Bellamy. You know that .So you're just gonna leave Octavia?’’ I asked him, trying to convince him to stay.

‘’ Octavia hates me. She'll be fine. Look, I shot the chancellor. They're gonna kill me, Jas. Best-case scenario, they lock me up with the Grounder for the rest of my life, and there's no way in hell I'm giving Jaha the satisfaction. Keep practicing. I need some air. ‘’ He turned around to leave and I asked him softly.

‘’Are you gonna leave me?’’ He took one last look at me, without saying anything before bolting out of the room, making me feel like a had a lump in my throat.

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[rosalynbair]

Storm Warning

Storm Warning: Prologue

Words: 1858 Summary: The reader is taken from her home to live on the Finalizer Warnings: It’s kinda sad, and a dog gets kicked (I’m sorry)

You ran down the grass, feet sliding along the glistening and dewy plants they came in contact with. Annie ran behind you, following protectively. The large beast keeping a close eye on the surroundings. You’re holding a small stick, a satin ribbon tied onto the end, flowing behind you as you ran with your arm above her head. “Annie! Keep up!” You called, letting out a squealing giggle. You were small for her age, your family consisted of over average height people. Your long hair had long since lost its tie that kept the mess tamed. You wore black Jersey pants that were rolled up at the ankle, your light grey top fitting two sizes too big on you, you had a small silver anklet wrapped around your right ankle, and a small silver ring with a Peridot centered on it. Your cheeks were rosy from running in the cool morning, your eyes bright, your hands were dirty with mud, your under nails caked with brown. As you ran, the bottom of your feet were wiped clean of the dirt from your previous running through the wet dirt of the garden. “Oh Annie! One day! One day I’m going to be in space!” You giggled to your bear-dog. The large brown animal reached your shoulder when she stood straight. You were inseparable. You were chosen for each other, kindred spirits bound by love and friendship. “I’m going to travel to the end of the galaxy! I’ll be the first to do it Annie! Everyone will know who I am!” You laughed, stumbling and rolling onto your back. Your shirt and pants were easily wet from the rain that clung to the grass from the night before. You stare up at the sky, eyes twinkling in the dim light. “One-day Annie, I’m going to be up there, above the clouds” Annie laid beside you, letting out a huff and resting her head on your stomach, her breathing moving the shirt and tickling your stomach, causing you to let out yet another giggle. “Y/N!” A high-pitched voice called. You looked over, seeing your older-by-six-years brother. For those who had never met the duo, most would have thought you were twins. Matching hair color and eyes, gentle bone structure and similar smiles. Jaha stood in the doorway of your home, his sweater clinging to him. Even at only thirteen, he was almost six foot. His black trousers hit his ankles, leaving his pale skin bare. “Y/N come in! There’s a bad storm warning!” Jaha yelled, leaving the front door open as he returned inside. You stood up, Annie following suit. She pats her head, before darting off to the small yellow home. She shuts the door behind her, Annie going to lay on the bed your mother had made for her. Jaha hands you a small, steaming mug. “It’s chocolate” He tells her, ruffling her hair. “Oh yum!” You squeal, going to the small living room and curling up on her dad’s chair, sipping the scalding liquid. Jaha sits on the couch, sprawled out. Their board game sitting on the table in the center of the room, abandoned after you had grown exhausted the night before. “When are mama and papa coming home?” You asked through a mouthful of chocolate. “Mama said she’d be back today, papa is in the mines for another two days.” Jaha replied “Mannie and Loe’s papa died last week so papa had to take his shifts” “Oh” you say quietly, looking down. Uncle Lu was your favorite uncle. “It’ll be okay though. Mama said she was bringing home new fabric” Jaha says with a smile. Your mother was the only seamstress on the east side of their planet. She was often busy, but she made good money and always made sure they had nice clothes. She often made you pretty dresses, but you had never been one to wear them, always scared you’d ruin them while she played. “I miss mama” You say, finishing her chocolate. “Me too” Jaha said, looking over to his younger sister “Do you want to play space explorers?” “Yes!” You cry, scrambling up and running to get the helmet you had made out of paper a few weeks prior. You stick the crudely made item on her head, grinning. “Can we go to Tatooine this time?” “Of course” Jaha laughed, grabbing his toy light saber. Jaha had always wanted to be a Jedi, but he wasn’t force sensitive. You giggle, holding your arms out and running around the living room. “Preparing for landing!” You called. “Oh no!” Jaha cried “That’s a first order ship!” You squealed “Prepare the guns!” Jaha held up his fake light saber, swinging it around as he yells loud noises, pretending to fight stormtroopers. Outside, thunder rolled throughout the sky. It always rained on Malah, and when it wasn’t raining, it was cloudy. They very rarely got sun, and sun only came out once a yeah. The day of the Sun Dance. It was a planet wide holiday that everyone celebrated by wearing beautiful yellow clothes and collected to their nearest cities, dancing in the square at a festival. “There’s too many” you yelled, halting and making gun shot noises “PEWPEWPEW!” “We have to retreat!” Jaha yelled, falling to his knee, swinging the lightsaber. “Get into the cockpit!” You call, Jaha grabbing a hold of your shoulders, following you as you ran out of the living room and into the hallway, both of you screeching to a halt when there was a loud bang on your door. You stared at the white door, eyes wide. No one came to visit when your parents weren’t home. You heard Annie let out a low growl, and you looked to Jaha, fear apparent on your face. “Get upstairs to the attic” He whispered, holding his toy lightsaber, following you up the stairs. Both of you trying to move as quickly and silently as possible. Annie stayed at the front door, letting out low growls and threatening barks. You both climbed up the secret passage way to the attic, the door hiding inside of a closet. The front suddenly banged open, loud footsteps leading throughout the house. You crawled behind a box in the attic, your entire body trembling as Jaha looked out the small window. “it’s a First Order ship” He whispered, eyes wide as he tried not to show how terrified he was. “What are we gonna do” You whimpered, crawling into his arms as he rocked you. You heard a loud yelp from downstairs, and you let out a choked sob, knowing that they were hurting your best friend. “Shh” Jaha whispered, watching as you squeezed your eyes shut tightly, hearing them on the second floor, things being thrown around and smashed. They were in your bedrooms. “We’re going to be okay” Jaha whispered. “Find the attic!” Someone yelled from downstairs, and you gripped Jaha’s shirt. “They can’t hurt us” Jaha whispered “We’re intergalactic travelers, we’ve gotten out of worse things before.” “But this isn’t a game Ja” you whimpered. “Yes it is, life is a game, and we haven’t lost yet” He tells you. You gasp out a sob when someone starts stomping up the hidden stares, both of you crouching lower behind the box, hoping that whoever it was wouldn’t find you. Jaha keeps his hand over your mouth so you didn’t accidentally make a noise. The echoes of strong boots vibrated through the small room. Your heart was clenching so tightly you were sure it was trying to kill you, your stomach erupted with anxiety as you trembled, the steps getting closer. “It’s clear!” The person yelled, you let out a breath of relief, Jaha pinching you to keep quiet. You jerked from the quick pain, knocking into the box slightly. No one would have noticed if it hadn’t been silent in the room. The box moved barely a centimeter, but it made a loud low screech in protest from rubbing against the wood floor. “Backup up here!” the same voice yelled, the footsteps became louder the closer they got. You looked up, a white helmet peering down at you. You let out a sob as they reached down, lifting you up while another grabbed Jaha. You were frozen in terror, gasping for air as you were dragged down to the main floor, letting out a scream when you saw Annie struggling for breath against a wall. “Annie!” You scream, trying to struggle to get to your friend. The man held you tightly, dragging you out the front door. You struggled to keep up with his long and precise strides, you kept stumbling against the pathway, holes forming at your knees where you kept hitting the path, blood gathering on the delicate skin. “Jaha!” You scream, noticing that he was being pulled to a different ship than you were. “Jaha!” You scream shrilly again, a sob breaking the word into Ja—ha. “You’re going to be okay! We’re going to be okay” He yells at you, but you could see the fear in his eyes, the tears streaming down his face. “Jaha! I’m scared” You sob, trying to struggle once more to try and run to him. You stumble again, body trembling in fear and pain when small rocks were shoved into your skin and muscle at your knees. “It’s a game Y/N!” He yells “It’s a game! We always win!” “It’s a game!” He cries again, almost as if he were trying to convince himself as well. “Jaha” You sob, watching him being pulled up the ramp of the other ship. You twist, seeing Annie limping out of the house. “Annie! Find mama!” You scream, shaking as you were dragged up a black metal ramp “Find mama!” You cry out as you were flung into a holding center on the ship, the coolness of the fans hitting you even harder from the rain that had started to pour. You were freezing. You huddled up, trying to ignore the cold and the stinging pain in your open knees. You gasped when you tried to move your wrist, looking down, the small bone was protruding at an awkward angle against your skin, and you reached up, feeling the break on your collarbone as well. You look over, letting out a small, hoarse scream when you see three other children, all bleeding out from severe gashes. “It’s a game” You whisper to yourself “This isn’t real. This isn’t real. Mama will call me for supper soon” But you knew it was a lie. Especially as the ship started, the engine creating a loud rumbling throughout, the floor vibrating from beneath you. It was then that you realized you were right above an engine. If it went, you died first. You rolled and hit your shoulder, causing a loud scream to rip from your lips at it jostled your broken collarbone. The ship left the ground, and you trembled, looking out the smallest of cracks to see outside, eyes wide as you watched the clouds fade away from around you, leaving you in darkness.

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[lyfectras]

Goddess - Bellamy Blake

Sorry guys, not a smut. One soon!

A criminal is all she was.

The moment replayed in her head over and over again, the way he grabbed her and the way her hand connected with his jaw, the screams she let out when they took her away, away from the only thing she loved. The guard verbally and physically abused her father and she wasn't going to let him get away with it, not anymore.

Her father was an mechanic, he was getting older and the jobs were getting harder and harder for him, especially with his bad knee. She loved her father more than anyone she ever met and she would do anything for him, even it meant getting arrested and locked away for months. The guard deserved what came to him, anyone with a brain would see that.

It's been a month and a half, since she was arrested and sent to live here, until she turned eighteen. Melinoe paced back and forth in her small cell, an uneasy feeling sat in her stomach and she couldn't shake the feel of nervousness away. Her father missed visitation without giving her a warning or anything, it was unusual, he would never do that. She asked the guards and got nothing out of them, which pissed her off even more.

She sat on her bed, her hands running down her face and she sighed deeply. She tried to calm herself down, but the thoughts clouded her head. What if her father got himself in trouble and got himself floated? What if that guard did something and pushed him a little too hard? She shook her head, knowing that she was just overthinking and he was safe.

But, it's the ark and it was hell.

The sound of the door unlocking and opening could be heard and Melinoe pulled her hands away, standing up. She was about to speak, but the guards went up to her, one grabbing an arm each with a tightening grip. She looked up at them, her heartbeat speeding up and she felt the nervousness increase.

"Hey! What's going on? I'm only seventeen, you made a mistake!" She shouted to the guards, thinking it was her time for her to go, to get floated, but she knew she wasn't going to be, she was only seventeen and she wasn't turning eighteen for another nine months.

When the guards brought her down the hall, cell after cell they passed were empty as well. She panicked, not wanting to find out where they were taking her. She turned her head and she was quick when she brought it down and bit down on the guards hand hard. He let out a pained scream and pulled his hand back. 

Before the other guard could react, her free arm came up and connected with his face, straight in his nose. When he brought his hands to his nose, Melinoe was let go with a jolt, she took this time to hurry up and get away. She flipped off the guards, before running off as fast as she could. Her adrenaline levels were high and she felt so free, it may have only two months, but she hated small spaces.

Footsteps were heard and she glanced over her shoulder to see the guards running after her, one had a bloody nose and she felt good about it. Her boots clicking against the ground, as she sped up, she then turned her head and kept running, turning a corner in the process, but it wasn't long until she felt an hand on her arm and the guard yanked her back, causing her to land on the metal ground of the ark with a yelp.

Her vision was blurry and before she could react, a strong judder in her body, she couldn't feel her body anymore, the numbness took over her body. The darkness soon started to take her in and she hated not knowing if her father was okay.

"Forgive me, father."

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Soft chat filled her ears when she began to wake up. Her eyes began to open, the soft lights hitting her and she groaned, feeling a sharp pain in the side of her head. She lifted her head and looked around, seeing kids around her age buckled up in seats, a strong pain was felt in her wrist and she winced, lifting it up.

A wristband wrapped around her wrist tightly and she raised a brow, using her other hand to poke it, confusion filled the young girl and she tilted her head, checking the wristband out.

"Finally, you're awake. I was beginning to think you died." A voice spoke from beside her and she shot her head up, before seeing a girl with long brown hair and dark eyes, looking at her.

"Where are we?" Melinoe's voice was croaky, but she didn't care. She then lifted her wrist up and showed her the wristband, seeing she had one, too. "What is this?"

"We're going to earth." A voice spoke in front of her and she looked across from her to see a dark skinned boy. He had the same wristband on, everyone did. "These wristbands are for the ark to monitor our heartbeats and vital signs."

She took in the information slowly, before looking down at the wristband once more. At least her dad would know she was okay, she was all he had and he was all she had, she knew that as long as she had this on, her dad wouldn't worry himself too much. The metal box that carried the prisoners shook violently, some kids lightly screeching when it happened, Melinoe grabbed onto the girl beside her, closing her eyes gently.

"Prisoners of the ark, hear me now." Chancellor Jaha appeared on multiple screens, Melinoe slowly opened her eyes and looked at one, beginning to listen. She wanted to survive. "You've been given a second chance, and as your chancellor, it is my hope that you will see this, as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself." Melinoe held herself from rolling her eyes, mumbling 'bullshit' to herself, before she went back to listening. "We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would've sent others, but frankly we're sending you, because of your crimes have made you expendable."

"Your dad's a dick, Wells!" A boy yelled from across the metal box, making a few people, including Melinoe to look over at him, before she turned her attention back to the Chancellor. A few kids laughed at the comment.

"Those crimes will be forgiven, your records wiped clean. The drop site has been chosen carefully. Before the last war, mount weather was a military base built within a mountain. It was to be stocked with enough non-perishables to sustain 300 people for up to two years. No one ever made it there."

A boy floated out of his seat and started fooling around, girls cheered and shouted, watching as the boy did some 'sick tricks'. His feet rested on the upper ground inside the dropship, his arms crossed, as his eyes were locked on Wells.

"Check it out. Your dad floated me after all." He had a smug look on his face, as a girl chuckled in the background, along with Melinoe herself, she hated the Chancellor, he didn't even give her a chance to speak out and tell him what happened, she just got arrested without a second thought.

"You should strap in before the parachutes deploy." Wells snapped at the boy, clearly having enough of people talking badly about his father.

"Hey, you two! Stay put if you want to live!" A blonde girl sitting beside him spoke up, looking at two boys, who started to unbuckling themselves. Melinoe found it assuming how serious the two were being, she had the urge to unbuckle herself, but she didn't want to be stupid.

"Mount weather is life, you must locate those supplies immediately." The Chancellor continued to speak.

"Hey, you're the traitor who's been in solitary for a year." The boy spoke again and it was like something clicked in Melinoe. 

"Shut up, weren't you the one who wasted a month's worth of oxygen over a stupid spacewalk? Not everyone is perfect." She scoffed at the boy and he turned his head to look at her, the smugness only growing more.

"But, it was fun and what she did wasn't fun. See what I'm aiming at?" He smiled at Melinoe, moving closer to her. "I'm Finn." The two made eye contact and she smiled with a fake smile, not replying, nor giving him her name in return. He floated away.

"Your one responsibility is stay alive." Melinoe started to zone out, the force from the metal box shaking made her feel sick to her stomach and knowing that they were rushing from space onto Earth didn't easy her either.

A boy managed to unbuckle his seat and she didn't care when she heard the girl she defeated moments ago shout at him to stay in his seat. Her eyes stayed on her lap and she shaky brought both of her hands to her lap, holding them together and gripping them to her knuckles went white.

Sudden, the lights began to flick and the boys that were floating around, roughly hit the walls, as the dropship started to fall onto the earth's ground. Melinoe closed her eyes tightly, biting the inside of her cheeks until she tasted blood. She knew that it was either going to crash and explode or they would just have a rough landing, she didn't know what to think.

Sparks fell down from the ceiling and she could hear the two in front of her, yelling at each other back and forth, but she was more focused on the blood she tasted in her mouth. The rocking kept going, until sudden, the sound of the systems shutting off and everything went still. Her eyes slowly opened and she looked around, seeing everyone was okay, aside from the two boys who laid on the ground. The lights kept flicking and everyone went quiet for a moment.  

"Listen, no machine hum." A boy called out, Melinoe lifted her head and looked at the boy, who was on the wall beside another boy with goggles on his head, who replied, "Whoa, that's a first." 

The 100 started to unbuckle themselves from their seats. Melinoe did as well, before she stood up, sighing quietly to herself, as her legs felt much better once the blood rushed to them, but the constant pain in the back of her head started and she groaned to herself. She watched, as the blonde girl in front of her rushed out of her seat and over to the boy who laid on the ground with Finn at his feet. 

She watched the criminals flood towards the door. She felt quite nervous and she wasn't sure how to feel. What if the world was still full of radiation? Everyone's skin would burn and die moments later, she didn't want to die like that. 

"The outer door is on the lower level!" Someone called out from up the ladder. Melione went over to the ladder, quickly went down the ladder. People after people rushed to the door, not wanting to waste another moment in the closed space dropship. Melinoe pushed herself through the crowd, before she reached the front, feeling others behind her, pushing her towards the door.

"No, we can't just open the doors!" She said, standing up and rushing over to the scene.

"Hey, just back it up, guys!" A male called out and that made Melinoe stop in her tracks and her blood ran cold, she knew that voice was anyone, it was Bellamy Blake. Oh joy, she thought, another blast from the past. She didn't look in his direction, not wanting him to notice her as well. 

"Stop!" She glanced back to see her rushing down the ladder, looking over at the boy, whom she wished wasn't here, but she told herself to calm down and think about that later. She pushed her way through the crowd like Melinoe, looking at Bellamy. "The air could be toxic."

"If the air is toxic, we're all dead anyways." He said, before not wasting another second and getting himself ready to pull the lever that would open the doors to the outside.

"Bellamy?" The same girl that Melinoe was sitting beside called out to him and climbed down the ladder, causing people, including Melinoe to look over at her. Like the two other girls, she pushed her way to the crowd and towards Bellamy, Melinoe watching her every move to him.

The two looked at each other, before she slowly walked up to him, Melinoe or anyone else was taking their eyes away from the scene. "My god, look how big you are." He smiled at her, before she was quick to wrap her arms around him and pull him into a tight embrace. Moments later, the two pulled away.

"What the hell are you wearing? A guard's uniform?" She looked at his outfit and back up at him.

"I borrowed it to get on the drop ship, someone has to keep an eye on you." He replied, looking down at himself, then back at her. She lets out a chuckle and hugs him once again.

Borrowed it? The last time Melinoe ever saw or spoke to him was when he was a guard, but she never knew that he wasn't anymore. She always had a deep hatred for guards, but when she met Bellamy, it was different to her, or well, so she thought it was.

"Where's your wristband?" The girl called out, looking at the two hugging each other. Melinoe was becoming impatient and she didn't want to wait any longer.

"Okay, sorry to ruin q and a, the little reunion as well, but it's becoming quite stuffy in here and I don't know about everyone else, but I really want to get out of this dropship, before I dropkick the next person who asks a question." Melinoe crossed her arms, she glanced in between the three, some people cheered in the background. She could feel Bellamy's eyes burning into the side of her head and she ignored it, which she gotten better at.

"Do you two mind?" The girl pulled away from Bellamy and looked at Melinoe, then the girl behind her. "I haven't seen my brother in a year." She tells them. But, Melinoe didn't get it, Bellamy never mentioned a sister when they were friends.

"No one has a brother!"

"That's Octavia Blake! The girl they found hidden in the floor."

He had to hold his sister back when she tried to run at the people who called her out. Melinoe made a mental note not to bring it up next time she speaks with Octavia. He tried to calm her down and it seemed to be working. The chatter slowly calmed down.

"Let's give them something else to remember you by." He looks down at his sister, who is glaring at the people in the crowd.

"Yeah, like what?" She looks at him and pulls her arm away from him.

"Like being the first person on the ground in 100 years." He smiled at her and her expression softened. Finally, Melinoe thought, some action with the outdoors.

He turned his back to Octavia and put his hand on the lever. She glanced at the blonde girl and saw her start to get nervous. She bites her lip and went over to her slowly, before standing beside her and gently grabbing her hand. It caught her by surprise, as she looked at Melinoe. 

"It's okay, I'm here now." Melinoe smiled lightly and she was surprised with herself, she wasn't the type to do this for anyone, not even a close friend, but something about this girl reminded her of her mother and she felt the urge to help her. 

Bellamy pulled the lever and the sound of the door opening could be heard. Sunlight slowly fled into the room, along with smoke and you could feel the excitement in the air. Melinoe felt the girl grip her hand and she gripped her hand back to tell her it was okay. The door was now fully opened and everyone let their eyes adjust to the sunlight, it was quiet and everyone waited for Octavia to make her move.

She glanced around the surroundings, as she slowly walked onto the door, outside. She took a deep breath and Melinoe watched in awe at how happy she seemed, just moments ago everyone was locked up and getting ready to get floated when they turned eighteen, but now look at them, on earth, 100 years after a nuclear war.

She walked to the edge of the door and Melinoe felt herself smiling, she couldn't wait to touch the tree her father use to read to her about or feel the dirt and grass between her fingers. No one could, by the looks of it. Octavia dropped onto the ground, a smile growing on her face, as she kept walking a little more. 

Suddenly, her arms went up in the air, as she yelled, "We're back, bitches!" With that, everyone started to cheer and ran out of the dropship, including Melinoe and the girl, who stayed hand in hand the whole time. Everyone scattered the area and once again, Melinoe felt free.

Melione and the blonde girl stood at the edge of the door, the rest of the people finally poured out and she felt the girl let go of her hand. She opened her arms, took a deep breath in and let out a loud exhale, her head up and her eyes closed. No one knew, but she always had a dream to come down to Earth and now she finally had her dream come dream, even if it was because she was a criminal.

"I'm Clarke, by the way." She heard the girl speak beside her and she felt herself smile more, not moving from her position or even opening her eyes, before she replied to the girl.

"I'm Melinoe, welcome to Earth, Clarke."

Now here it was, a new life, a start over for the 101 criminals that were now on earth.

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The 100 & The Grand Disappointment of Bellamy Blake

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This The 100 articles contains MAJOR spoilers for “Blood Giant.” Do not read if you have not yet watched the episode.

The final season of The 100 may be going out with a bang, but it’s certainly not the kind of plot-twisting its fans had hoped for. Given that this is a show that has killed off several of its major characters over the years in a variety of painful and shockingly abrupt ways, many viewers likely already knew that we’d be forced to say goodbye to several of our favorites before the end of things. But no one could have possibly expected that we’d be forced to watch Clarke Griffin kill Bellamy Blake in cold blood during the final moments of “Blood Giant,” with just a trio of episodes remaining before the series’ final credits roll forever.

With this twist, The 100 has decided to double down on its worst tendencies: choosing shock value over character development, and suffering over hope. The choice to kill off Bellamy is not just a heartbreaking decision, but an infuriating, disappointing, and utterly nonsensical one. He doesn’t die defending those he loves or sacrificing himself for the greater good of his people. His last words are the sort of blank, cultish claptrap about saving humanity that even Thelonious Jaha would hav laughed at. Everything that mattered about his existing narrative arc—and the relationships this show has spent literal years building—is sacrificed on the altar of a shock twist and honestly? It sucks.

To be fair, Bellamy has been such a nonentity in Season 7 that the decision to kill him off does make a certain amount of sense. He’s been largely absent from the story and has almost no Season 7 story of his own. Furthermore, his sudden conversion to fanatical religious zealot feels like it was the choice of a stranger rather than the character we have seen evolve over the previous six seasons. In other words, while “Blood Giant” was the worst of the worst, this episode doesn’t mark the first moment that The 100 has failed Bellamy this season.

Yet, this particular method of offing him does nothing to serve the narrative, except crush Clarke just a little bit further by forcing her to do it herself and theoretically raise the emotional stakes for the season finale by reminding viewers that no one on this show is ever truly safe. (A lesson which, seven seasons in, it seems unlikely anyone needs anymore.)

But for those of us (i.e. me) who have been steadily defending The 100 through a stream of poor decisions during this final season, Bellamy’s death feels like a slap in the face.

Not only was there apparently no grand overall plan for this character, the show didn’t even care enough to fake it. Perhaps if Bellamy had been part of this season for more than 45 minutes, the choice to make him a true Second Dawn believer could have been fleshed out enough that some aspect of this twist might have felt earned. Maybe if The 100 had shown us a Bellamy so utterly desperate for something to believe in, who so needed to put his burdens down at long last that he would reject everything that had ever mattered to him to do so, then maybe this episode would have at least felt like a tragedy rather than a joke.

Instead, Bellamy’s death seems like nothing so much as more gratuitous torture porn on a series that seems to have forgotten how to do anything other than make its characters suffer.

At this point, I’m not super sure why humanity even wants to survive on Sanctum, or anywhere else for that matter. There’s no joy, no hope, no peace to be found anywhere in The 100 universe. And, though it’s true that the show has never pulled any punches about the grim nature of the world in which its story is set, the circumstances of Bellamy’s death are next-level bleak. Shot dead by his best friend—who loved him more than anyone, save perhaps Octavia—after he threatened to risk her child’s life over a random sketchbook that ended up in the enemy’s hands anyway. There’s so much wrong with all of this that it almost defies description.

Bellamy has spent seven seasons and literally over a hundred years fighting alongside Clarke, believing in her when no one else did and helping her bear a truly incomprehensible burden. He loves her, he trusts her, and he has proven time and again that he’s willing to sacrifice almost anything for her. The idea that he would suddenly put her daughter at risk in the name of a newfound faith he essentially just read off the back of a cereal box is ludicrous in the extreme.

Similarly, Clarke herself has proven that she’s incapable of imagining a world without Bellamy in it—she’s already failed to kill him when the fate of humanity was at stake once before, and even as late as Season 6, she names leaving him behind in Polis as her greatest regret. The idea that Clarke wouldn’t at least try to find another way to protect Madi that didn’t involve murdering the other most important person in her life is insane. At the very least, the Clarke we’ve spent seven seasons watching would have aimed for his hand instead of going for the kill shot right away. (And, you know, actually retrieved the sketchbook that started all of this.)

Furthermore, we all already know that Bill Cadogan is an untrustworthy charlatan running a centuries old scam, so it’s not like Bellamy’s supposedly principled determination to save humanity by offering up Madi to his new cult friends actually means anything. We may not actually agree with Clarke’s decision to shoot her BFF, but we all know she’s not wrong about what the Second Dawn will do to her daughter once they get their hands on that book. And the worst part is, on some level, Bellamy must know that too.

It was difficult enough understanding how Bellamy could so easily betray his friends at the end of “Etherea” by exposing their lie about the Flame and then calmly watch them get as a result. It’s practically impossible to grasp how he could stand next to Clarke and try to argue that the risk to Madi’s safety is worth it, because he has suddenly found a new whacked out religion that will save humanity? And to reference their “together” refrain—which has seen them commit genocide and risk the future of their people at each other’s sides—in an effort to get Clarke to relent? Couldn’t Bellamy have at least died for refusing to hand over the sketchbook and doom his best friend’s daughter? That, at least, would have given his death some real meaning.

And while Bellamy absolutely deserves better than the ending this show gave him, the other unfortunate lesson of “Blood Giant” is that The 100’s women do too. At this point, the show’s obvious delight in forcing its female characters to make impossible choices and endure repeated personal betrayals in the name of gritty storytelling every single season doesn’t seem so groundbreaking anymore; it just feels gross. Now Clarke will not only have to bear the burden of killing her best friend, she’ll have to face Octavia and Echo, who will likely never forgive her for her choices, even if they manage to understand why she did what she did.

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In its final season, The 100 didn’t just kill off one of its leads and destroy one of its foundational relationships in the process, it betrayed everything it stood for along the way. Showrunner Jason Rothenberg continues to insist this show is about survival and the dark things humanity is willing to do in its name. But if Clarke’s journey is what survival looks like, who among us would ever want any part of that?

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March 2: Thoughts on 4x05 The Tinder Box

Finally watched 4x05. I have to say… I was anticipating that it would be bad (by which I mean uninteresting to me) based on the trailer but it was actually SO BAD that not only do I think it might be worse than even the shittiest S3 episodes, but I also think it might have tanked the whole season. And I was really optimistic and giving generally positive reviews of the season so far! But this was ATROCIOUS. I am so disillusioned and upset tbh.

Putting the rest under a cut so as not to harsh the buzz of anyone who might have liked the ep and/or not be so fatalistic about the season as I am.

Okay, a few things I liked-ish first.

I think the Raven stuff, with her brain going on overload, was interesting and I didn’t have a problem with it so much as it appeared in this episode, although it does make me wary. I’ll put the wariness below with the other ‘bad’ stuff but I will say I liked the floating sequence and I liked seeing a happy, excited, super-smart Raven even if the context was not so great.

Generally speaking, I had the least problems with the Becca’s lab story. I liked seeing more of Jackson and I thought Abby had some good moments too. Plus, while I don’t think tech-heavy sci fi of the bright white sheen variety fits this show very well, Becca’s lab was cool I will give it that.

It was a good Monty episode.

Yet again Bob Morley tragically under-used but his subtle expressions when he first suspected and later found out Octavia was alive = A+.

I’ve never had very strong feelings about Niylah since we’ve seen like 5 minutes of her before but I thought she was great in this episode and if we see more of her and more of her like this I’ll be happy. I loved how she and Clarke greeted each other this is my ideal ex-gf/ex-hookup scenario personally.  

I liked seeing Clarke in doctor mode.

…That’s it lol. The rest sucked major rhino balls.

 The stuff I didn’t like:

Oh where to start? I think I’ll go plot by plot.

Becca’s lab: I realize they’re somewhat constrained based on what they set up in that shitshow that was S3 but the narrative quality of the Becca story line was so poor last season—like I don’t care if the science is fake, even obviously fake, but it needs to be internally consistent and the Becca stuff was 100000% nonsense all the way down to the core, and pretty shallow and childish nonsense at that—so anything they come up with this season, whether “consistent” or retcon, is going to be side-eyed by me. The bar is VERY high for me to give a fuck and this episode didn’t meet the bar. Basically any time I hear about Becca’s lab or Becca’s experiments or Becca in space I just have this Pavlovian eye roll response because I know it’s going to be dumb; like I’ve just given up on any sense being made in this “story.”

I see you, Star Trek reference. (Okay, to be fair the concept of putting criminals on a boat and sending them away isn’t something Star Trek created and it is sort of an important detail of “Space Seed” that the criminals were super humans AND the tragic ham handed way that sci fi is dealt with here makes me think the PTB aren’t really familiar with sci fi let alone such classics as TOS BUT I’m sorry why did they have to be criminals? What sort of random detail is that? How does that make any sense? That just screams gratuitous “Space Seed” reference to me. And I put it in the negative column because I like The 100 but it’s often a mess and it’s not allowed to put its grubby paws on TOS.)

It was weird that last episode we had this big crew of people at Becca’s lab and now like half of them have disappeared. I mean, I know most of them are guest stars but, first of all Harper’s been in like every episode so far so fuck that and second of all it’s just jarring, like where the fuck did EVERYONE GO?

I’m getting pretty tired of the torture Raven Reyes show. Like it’s just literally never fucking ending.

I can’t believe they unveiled a fucking space ship and now they’re going to go into space? I’m sorry I’ve suspended a metric fuck ton of disbelief for this show but this is just beyond the pale I have rolled my eyes so far back into my head that all I can see anymore is the back of my skull.

The tinderbox: I anticipated finding this to be stupid because I am BOOOOOOOOOOORED of war stories I have literally seen 50 of them in this show alone I’m done. And there was nothing new here. Like...was this not literally the situation in 2A when Lxa’s army was ranged outside Camp Jaha? And Clarke has to negotiate to make it work? I’m not saying plots can’t be re-worked and called back to but there’s a difference between ‘we’ve shown you a similar moral problem in the past, here’s a new twist, do you still feel the same way?” and “this is literally the exact same scenario, without nuance then and without nuance now, that you’ve already watched. Let’s spend a good 50% or more of the episode on it!”

From a story telling perspective this plot suffered from two major and related flaws: First, the tension was created using Riley, a character who anyone with two brain cells to rub together should know should absolutely not be given a gun and brought to a tete-a-tete with the Ice Nation. I mean that’s just good sense. At the very least, perhaps they might have learned from previous Jasper experiences that mentally scarred people shouldn’t be armed and then set in front of their former tormentors. (Not that I blame Jasper for the Unity Day thing just saying that he has multiple times proven himself a liability for reasons very similar to the ones creating today’s Riley situation so not only is it obvious it’s a lesson they have literally learned before.) And people even note this! Repeatedly! Like 2, 3 different characters are like ‘hmmm maybe we shouldn’t given Riley a gun….?” YOU THINK SO HUH? Anyway I’m having a lot of fun mocking this but it’s just hilarious to me that not only do they write in this gigantic plot hole they have multiple characters point it out louder for the people in the back.

Second, and on a related note, there were too many main characters at stake for me to ever believe the tinder box would be lighted. Kane AND Bellamy AND Monty, plus potentially Harper and Riley (already credited in another three eps btw) and Papa Miller? Um yeah that bloodbath isn’t happening, I don’t care how long you stretch out that Bellamy/Riley/Echo scene. The result of these two issues was that there was no dramatic tension and the whole thing fell flat.

On a more personal level, while I loved Bob’s acting in the aforementioned show down with Riley and Echo it was VERY obvious to me that the point of that scene was not Riley, or Echo, or Ice Nation, or developing a theme, or developing the plot, or literally anything at all other than yet again shaming Bellamy for the massacre. I mean my fucking God Monty and Harper are given dialogue that implies Monty wasn’t part of the Pike Kill Squad (I know he joined up post-massacre but he was a Pikist let’s not forget that) and yet here Literal Male Lead Bellamy is STILL FUCKING ATONING I mean I’m bored of this. If the audience hasn’t forgiven Bellamy now they never will. Stop beating the dead horse.

And on an even more personal level… I’m sorry, I don’t like Harper, she’s yet to show a personality and this episode managed to simultaneously include a metric fuck ton of shots of her and not develop that non-personality in the slightest. I don’t think it would be clear that she and Monty were “dating” from this episode alone but I’m sure it was supposed to deepen their relationship for the viewer, yet for me it just yet again made it quite obvious that there is nothing here. This is the Emperor’s New Pairing. Why do they like each other? Why do they care about each other? I saw a million shots of Harper looking worried about Monty but that could have been any delinquent at all (except…wait…THEY’RE ALL DEAD WHOOOPS). So I just felt like it was a lot of shallow fuckery that did nothing but remind me of my hatred of this pairing without doing anything alleviate that hatred. (I’m being really incoherent here but my point is I hate Monty/Harper and I’m never going to pass up a chance to say this.)

“Ain’t we a pair?” Hilarious, but if this were fan fiction, I’d say “that’s so OOC Roan would never say that.” AND LOOK IT’S CANON AND I’M GONNA SAY THE SAME THING. ...That’s so OOC Roan would never say that.

Also I never saw anything particularly amazing about L or her leadership and it’s a little ridic that Roan is praising her now but tbh the thing that bugged me the most about that dialogue was the way he was shaming Clarke for caring about her people? I mean it’s all well and good to say you’re “tired of taking sides” (coughBellamycough) but at the end of the day literally everyone would choose their loved ones over randos, let alone their former/current enemies I mean DUH. If you can only save a few people you’ll save yourself and your family. A slightly larger handful, yourself and your community. This is just the human response to a dire situation, not Clarke’s Grand Moral Failing. Also if you think for one second L wouldn’t have chosen her people first and foremost you didn’t watch 2x16 you’re crazy. Also also what is Roan doing right at that moment but planning to kick Clarke’s people out of their own home to save his people like way to be a huge hypocrite you asshat.

The Arkadia plot: By which I mean the Arakadia explosion. Only the destruction of Mt. Weather has saddened me more. I LOVED the Ark. That was (is, in the form of the still living people) my favorite society on this show. And I don’t just like the people I like the whole aesthetic of it and now it’s gone, all gone, and I’m just like…. Was that really necessary? The need to make Nightblood the only true viable solution already exists: only fifty Arkadians saved? Several major characters not on the save list? Please, they didn’t need to do an extended reign of destruction scene to make the other solution more important.

Besides destroying a set I motherfucking loved which I’m not going to lie is my main complaint here, it also just…like we’re almost halfway through the season? This was the midseason finale? And I just feel now like every episode so far has been a giant waste of time? Like literally what have they accomplished: the peace with Azgeda is (was?) broken; a whole episode was wasted on a trip to get a piece of machinery that was destroyed and would have been useless anyway; another episode was wasted on the main characters going on a mission to find a bunker that was useless; the result was that that plot was really the catalyst for the making of the list; which was allegedly destroyed in the next episode anyway and is AGAIN useless now post-explosion; this whole episode with the extended Roan/Clarke negotiation was important for literally .2 seconds, then it becomes...wait for it...useless too--almost everything that’s been done so far is UTTERLY WITHOUT POINT because of the Alpha Station explosion… I mean I know that filler is necessary sometimes. I would say, at a conservative estimate, that 1/3 of 2A was filler. But this just… I have real complaints about the narrative structure of this show; I think it is incredibly sloppy and so many things—little things that build up—make me REALLY question the ability of JRoth/the writers to construct a narrative in even the most basic sense. It’s very, very disorientating and dissatisfying to me.

I never liked Illian and now I’m like…lol bye get outta my face. I should have seen this coming when JRoth (?) said that the killing-his-family scene was included so as not to repeat the Bellamy massacre story line mistake, by making it more clear what the motivations for the character’s bad actions are. But here’s the thing. First, Bellamy is a lead and from the protagonist society so it’s a lot more important that his motivation be clear and viewer sympathies remain with him, than in the Illian situation. It’s not that every character has to be sympathetic. It’s that main characters who the audience is supposed to consistently identify with and root for over time have to behave in understandable ways and maintain sympathy even when they behave badly. (Again—do they not get basic concepts of narration?? A legitimate question because it kinda seems like no.) Second, I will NEVER EVER IN A MILLION YEARS put my sympathy with anyone being antagonistic to the protagonist society. Yet again, a basic middle-school-level English class concept here. If some fucker steps up and destroys the people I care about I’m not going to give a fuck about his sob story. (This is different from morally ambiguous villainous characters like Dante or love-to-hate-them villains.) Third, because I actually know how technology works and I also know the back story of how ALIE got out into society, I know that Illian is just fundamentally, objectively wrong when he says “Skaikru made me kill my family.” Lol nope you’re wrong they didn’t. I understand why you think that but you’re wrong. And on a related note, because the ALIE stuff was so inconsistent and poorly constructed, I’m not super sympathetic to any “this is the consequences of ALIE” story generally because I just want to forget that bullshit entirely. So yeah basically Illian is a villain I don’t need to see him redeemed, I don’t need to see him and O hook up. I don’t give a fuck about him.

Misc. complaints: NO MILLER. NO JAHA. NO JASPER. SAD.