To Survive (The 100 Fan fiction)

Chapter Two

I awake to the sound of two voices arguing loudly. I open my eyes, blinking away the blurriness.

"Wells, why the hell are you here?" A feminine voice asks. I lift up my head to see a blonde girl, the one who I saw running out of her cell, arguing to a darker skinned boy opposite me.

I look around confused, clicking my neck out of its uncomfortable position. I look down to see myself strapped down on a chair with bright red belts.

I zone out of their conversation looking around the room, if you could call it that. There are people everywhere, strapped down in seats and even some strapped to the wall, chattering away. The lights flicker on and off at the same time the room bumps about roughly. A few of the people let out muffled yells from what sounds like beneath us. There must have been more than one level to this place.

"What the hell is this?" I yell out rhetorically, and as if someone heard me, the small screens on the sides of the room flutter on, revealing Chancellor Jahas face. The room quiets down, concentrating on what's he's saying." Prisoners of The Ark, here me now. You've been given a second chance, and as your Chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself. We have no idea what is waiting for you down there. If the odds of survival were better, we would've sent others. Frankly, we're sending you because your crimes have made you expendable." I stare up at the screen with confusion, trying to piece together this information.

"Your dad is a dick Wells!" A guy yells out from across the room. A few people let out a laugh in agreement.

Chancellor continues, "Those crimes will be forgiven, your records wiped clean.The drop site has been chosen carefully. Before the last war, Mount Weather was a military base built within a mountain. It was to be stocked with enough non-perishables to sustain 300 people for up to two years."

Then it clicks, drop site, Mount Weather, they are sending us to earth, they're sending us to our death. "We're being deployed down to earth?" I say aloud.

"Congratulations, you figured it out, gold star!" someone replies sarcastically. I look forwards and I see a guy floating on his back with his arms folded, out of his seat.

"Spacewalker bandit strikes again." Someone yells out a few seats behind us. The guy turns his head towards the darker skinned boy who the girl called Wells opposite me. "Your old man floated me after all." He says with a cheeky smirk.

"You should strap in before the parachutes deploy." He replies in a serious tone ignoring his comment. The guy let's out a laugh as the girl next to Wells yells out to someone behind me.

"Hey, you two, stay put if you want to live." Two other boys had taken off their safety belts to follow after the first guy's actions.

"You are going to get yourselves killed." I say speaking up.

"Ah, so she speaks." He replies with a smirk.

Chancellor Jaha continues. "Mount Weather is life. You must locate those supplies immediately."

"You're the traitor that's been in solitary for a year." He states to the blonde girl. "You're the idiot who wasted a month of oxygen on an illegal space walk." She spits back.

"But it was fun. I'm Finn." He says, unaffected by her sour tone.

"You have one responsibility. Stay alive." The chancellor concludes before he is cut off by the screens going static, then eventually shutting off completely. I'm 95 percent sure that wasn't supposed to happen.

"Get your ass back in that seat, we can't afford to lose anyone." I say desperately. I was cut off by the drop ship shaking more violently, then all of a sudden there is a loud explosion-sounding noise, and the three boys including Finn were forcefully thrown to the other side of the room, yelling out in surprise, which was quickly cut off when their body's were slammed against the wall, knocking out a few important looking cables with them.