Y/N Kane, the son of Marcus Kane. He was arrested for theft and vandalism.
When he is apart of a group of 99 other kids to go down to earth. His life becomes something else. He becomes something else.
He will attempt to survive on the earth, but if...
Living in a solitary cell for six months is something. It's better than being in one for over a year, like Clarke.
I had stuff to keep my attention. I could work out, throw a tennis ball at the wall, play cards by myself. That was it. Of course I had visitors, my grandma was one. Our Chancellor, Jaha, came by once a month. Clark's mom Abby visited every once in a while. My dad... every time he visited he always had a look on his face, disappointment of me or himself, maybe both.
I always had my imagination too, it would run wild with the countless hours of free time.
Right now? I was doing pull-ups using a pipe in the ceiling. Until the door opens.
I look over. "Hey, dad."
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"Y/N. How are you?"
I drop down. "A-okay." I slip my shirt back on. "This ain't a normal visit, huh?" I have my trademark smirk on my face. "Oxygen that bad?"
"Yeah. Can we do this easy?"
I nod and pull my necklace out of my shirt, it was two rings. An engagement and wedding ring, my mother's. "Why not? But make sure I go out extravagantly." I walk out but I am shocked.
A ton of other criminals are being escorted out of their cells. The place was called 'The Skybox'.
"You're not being executed. You're being sent to the ground." My dad grabs my wrist and puts a device on it.
I wasn't worried about the sting of the wristband. I was worried about going down to Earth.
It wasn't being sent out to die in space, but if there was radiation... it might be worse.
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I was on a drop ship. I was sat next to Clarke.
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And on her other side was Wells Jaha, the Chancellor's son.
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