Lincoln
The love of his life was lying in his arms dying from a poison his people created. He knew where to find the cure. It was a race against time for him. If he didn't give Octavia the cure soon then he would lose her. Ever since he discovered her lying at the bottom of the hill he knew that he had to care for her. Lincoln's people would not have agreed with him. His people would have killed her with no hesitation. But Lincoln was different.
Lincoln is only ten and has made his favourite discovery of all. He has found a pod from space with a man inside. Lincoln's first instinct was to look after him. Unfortunately Lincoln could not understand a word of what the man said to him. This didn't bother Lincoln and he carried on providing him with food and water. After three days of looking after the man, Lincoln was struggling with supplies so he decided to ask for his dad's help.
Lincoln went up to his father and said "I need your help"
"What is it son?" His father asked.
"Someone needs our help" He tells his father. "Someone from space"
Lincoln's father's face became serious. "Take me to him" His father instructed.
Lincoln didn't bother to ask his father questions. The trek to the man took a few hours and neither of them spoke. This got Lincoln asking himself a lot of questions. He thought, why is he acting weird and being so quiet? Lincoln was confused. The more Lincoln studied his fathers face the more he released that his father was angry.
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Survival
FanfictionThis is a carry on from the ending of the 100 season 1. I know it will probably be terrible but I thought I'd give it a shot. I wanted to express my love for the 100. Disclaimer: I own none of the characters used for this fanfic.