It all came down to this moment. Down to impossible choices and broken promises. Shattered hearts and lost loves, Clarke watched the man she'd waited 6 years for. The man before her had the mask of a friend, a lover, but it was not Bellamy behind the glossy glass. It was a man overruled by fear and belief. Stricken with regret and battered beyond himself. Who was this man?
Not Bellamy Blake.
Clarke held the gun firmly in her hand. If she shot him, this would all be over. But would it be worth the heartbreak? Would it be worth waking up everyday without the man she loved?
"Bellamy," she swallowed hard. "Transcendence isn't real. Cadogan is lying to you."
"No Clarke," he shook his head. "You don't know what I saw it was-"
"What you saw was in your head. Jordan found the logs, tests and codes. Cadogan had you in M-cap the whole time." She paused a beat as a little tear trickled down her cheek. "It wasn't real."
"She's lying to you!" Cadogan growled. "Let's get that book back to bardo and figure out our next move."
"Bellamy!" Clarke shouted and the man froze and barely met her gaze. "If you give him that book Madi won't be safe. You know that."
"I'll make sure she is."
"You can't keep your promises." Clarke shot back. "Remember what happened last time."
Bellamy winced. That stung his heart and for a moment he was truly weighing everything within reach.
"Transcendence is a joke." Clarke sighed. "Now give me Madi's notebook and let's go home. I'm not losing anyone else."
Bellamy released a heavy breath and looked between Clarke and Cadogan. Both of them looked to him for a decision as to what would happen next. "You're not going to shoot me Clarke." He reached for Cadogan, hand outstretched and ready to give him the book.
"Bellamy!" Clarke wailed. "Look at me!"
The man did just that. He looked at her. He truly looked at her. Besides his sister, Bellamy had never seen so much beauty and fury in one place before. He'd never seen so much heartbreak and adulation in one person.
"I love you." She cried. "I've loved you for a very long time, and I need you. Now more than ever, so please, please come home with me." She begged.
Those words hit him like a boulder. Smashing into the edges of his world and drowning out everything else. Had he heard her right? Was she lying, saying that so he'd come with her? Bellamy had waited years for this moment, for the moment Clarke would admit her true feelings to him, but it was never the right time.
"Clarke-" Bellamy began, but Cadogan snatched the book from his hands and stepped towards his disciples.
"Kill her!" Cadogan shouted, and his men raised their weapons.
The anomaly swirled behind her, wind rushed past and Clarke gasped as the portal began to close. Time was running out, and not just for the portal but for them all. They were all living on borrowed time, and sooner than later they would come to find that.
"No!" Bellamy boomed as a hailstorm of bullets rained past him. He dashed towards Clarke grabbing her by the arm and shoving her through the portal before finally falling through himself.
A bullet grazed his arm, but the pain subsided for only a moment as the wind from the anomaly portal rushed past them. Clarke and Bellamy collapsed together on the cold stoney floor of the old second dawn bunker. Thoughts of his sister as Blodreina enveloped his mind. The pain he'd felt when she forced him to fight in the arena welled inside him. Too much was happening and so fast. Thoughts of betrayal, and love and adrenaline clouded his mind, polluted it.
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The 100 A New End (S7 Rewrite)
FanfictionAfter all they've done to survive only to end up on the brink of extinction, Clarke and the others must make a heart wrenching choice in order to save their people and the whole of the human race from an ethereal consciousness set on absorbing their...