"prisoners of the ark, hear me now"
in which a councillors daughter, a girl who doesn't exist, and a hotshot engineer find out how to survive on the dead planet of earth
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seasons 1-2 of the 100
multiple love interests for mu...
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THE EXODUS SHIP WAS IN RUINS. Nothing but scrap metal and fires remained, any bodies that were onboard were either in pieces, or burnt skeletons. Waverly walked around the crash site, her eyes on everything. She looked over dismembered limbs, cracked burning skin that bubbled over the body parts. She grimaced at the sight of bones, ribcages and skulls that were blackened.
Her father was one of them.
She barely said a word to anybody since the explosion. The first true sign of life was her insistency in coming alone to the sight of the crash. She had as much of a right to be there as Clarke, both of them seeking the answers that led to their parents' deaths. Her father was on that ship, Clarke's mother was on that ship.
"Clarke shouldn't be here." Finn stated, looking over at her.
"She's out here doing the same thing as me." Waverly rasped out. The displeasure in her tone clear as she looked towards him, completely over his attention of the blonde, and his lack of attention towards Raven. It was like he didn't even care that he was breaking her heart. "She wants answers."
"You want to help her?" Raven asked. "Find me the black box, hard drives- anything that will explain why this ship crashed."
"Stay sharp." Bellamy called out to the group. "Grounder retaliation for what happened on the bridge is coming, just a matter of when."
Finn looked over. "Can you blame them?"
"No." Bellamy sighed out, "I blame you."
"Why?" Waverly turned towards him. "Because Finn saw a chance at making peace, at trying to avoid war, and he took it?"
"Maybe if you didn't bring guns-"
"If we didn't bring guns, we all would've been killed." Raven snapped.
Waverly continued to walk around the site, watching every single set of bones she came across. She felt her eyes burn at the sight, stinging with tears as she imagined just how painful the deaths would have been. She hoped it was at least quick.
She tried to ignore the guilt weighing inside of her. She couldn't even remember her last conversation with her father. When she was first arrested, he would come to visit her. The conversations usually ended in fights between them, and eventually, he stopped visiting. Things had been tense between them ever since Waverly's mother died, but her arrest blew everything up between them.
An ironic statement given his death.
"Clarke, stop!" Hazel shouted, running off towards her.
Clarke looked up from the part of the ship she stood by, down to the dripping purple liquid. "Rocket fuel?"
