Warrior Princess {Bellamy Blake}

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TW: Suicide, language, fighting.

I stand in this colorless hallway awaiting Abby Griffin. My mother, I knew she was my mother since I was four and ask my dad why I did not have a mommy? And if I did where was she? I blamed Abby for what I went through.. what my dad went through I blame her for it all.

This is my chance, I just turned 16 I wanted to be a part of the guard so I started training. The chancellor had given me a knife so I could practice. I and the chancellor had grown close over the past years, Wells and I became close friends over the last 10 years, but I think if the chancellor knew what I would be using this knife for.. actually I know what his reaction would be, he would kill me right on the spot. Doctor Abby Griffin was cold-hearted monster who deserves death right then and there.

I saw her come out of the medic room walking towards her room. I started following her with my knife twiddling in my hand, slowly following her just as she turned the final corner to her room was when I stabbed her in the chest, she gasps for air, her hands-on my shoulders almost pulling me down with her. Her bloody hands drench my shirt "you deserve worse" is all I could say before a hand was roughly put on my upper arm. No one could be as harsh to me as I deserved I just killed my birth mother. The bloody knife hits the floor as a doctor came running out to help Abby with her injuries just as another hand grabbed me to drag me to the dreaded place the SKY BOX.

Almost three years after,

No one and I mean no one has stepped foot in my room in the Sky box since I killed Abby I'm considered "too risky". They slip my food under the gate. My friends and dad have not been allowed to see me since I killed her. I killed her without feeling bad, even after what I did I don't feel emotions anymore. These three years of staring at a grey wall every day has made me go crazy. I turn 18 in two days, that means I will be floated in exactly two days I stopped really caring if I die sooner. I even stopped eating for two weeks to try and end my life. I also tried to pull the metal of my bed frame to make a knife to kill myself with it was no use.. I was unbreakable.. too many people this is great, to me I want to die on my own terms at least not because Abby fucking Griffin.

As I lay here staring at the same grey walls I hear the door open for the first time in what feels like a lifetime "prisoner 290" a guard calls fear comes over me, I thought I was ready to die maybe I'm not actually ready. I really deserve it, I do I killed her I killed my own mother, but there was no way I was going out without a fight. I kicked, I hit, I even screamed a bit. A metal rod was placed on my side shocking me until I passed out.

The next thing I remember was being in a spaceship looking box that was jiggling and making enormous amount of noise. later known as the dropship was shaking as it was released into the atmosphere making me wake up from my panicked sleep. I looked around at the teens around me, 99 to be exact. I looked to my left seeing a scared boy who looked back at me "I'm.. I'm Monty" he stutters in a quick tone, his voice shaking almost as crazy as the Dropship. "What's going on?" what is going on? Is all I could think about as the jiggling continues. "100 of us are being sent to Earth to see if it's survivable" he says, but that can't be true we all know the Earth is not survivable, it has been over 90 years since it has been survivable. I looked at the floor seeing a familiar face. Finn I looked at his body on the ground, another slam sends him flying up to the roof and slamming back hard against the ground, along with two other boys. Screams could be heard as the drop ship comes to a halt, sparks flying all around us.

I look back over at Monty whose eyes are slowly opening from their hard shut state. I see a girl with blond hair jump up and run to Finn. That girl must be Clarke, my dad told me I have a sister, well half- sister. I heard a guard talk about her on the other side of my cell. She looks just like I imagined her, slightly waved blond hair, blue eyes and her face we have some of the same features. The way she carried herself reminded me of me, my hair was a bit darker and I had a few more freckles on my face, but she looks just like I imagined my sister to look like. I was able to push myself off the seat and stand up walking towards Finn and Clarke "Are they breathing" Clarke asks Finn. He shakes his head no, guilt filling his eyes. "Finn Collins weird to see you again" "Oh my God Amy" his arms wrapped around my neck pulling me into a tight hug almost spinning me around due to his excitement. "I can't believe you're here" "I-I thought they would have floated you by now" "Do You really think I would go down without a fight?". As we stop hugging I turn around to see Wells he didn't acknowledge my presence, but I knew he had seen me, he must have not forgiven me for what I had done. Who would? Who would have forgiven me for murder, I still don't forgive myself for what I have done.