Chaotic [Bellamy Blake]

Busted

Attention : I do not own The 100 or any of it's character's, however I do own the characters Ade and Cassius. Also, I will be changing some events to follow my own plot (so basically I'm adding my own twist). Carry on. (My wayward son)

Cassius's mask

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I crawled through the air events slowly trying my best not to make any unnecessary sounds. I was grounded, but there was no way in hell that I wasn't going to go to the Unity Day masquerade. It was my favorite day of the year; I wouldn't miss it for the world. Besides, it wasn't my fault that I tripped and broke a hundred year old vase. Gravity and I have been in a seventeen year long war, and he just so happened to be victorious in this last battle.

         I dropped myself out of the airways when I reached the hall that led to the dance. "Holy shit!" I cursed in pain as my foot twisted in an awkward angle. The sound of someone clearing their throat made me freeze in my spot.

     "I'm quite sure that there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for you suddenly falling out of the sky." I turned around and felt my breath hitch immediately. Standing in front of me was a man, probably in his early twenties, with eyes as dark as his hair, slight freckles splattered across his face, and a muscular build. He was also tall which earns major points in my book. There was only on tiny flaw that made me nervous all the while - He was wearing a guard's uniform. "You see, um... What had happened was." I had no excuse to give. Shit. What the hell am I gonna do now? The man smirked, making me feel heat rise to my cheeks. "I won't even bother you with some lame excuse, sir", I sighed.
He raised an eyebrow at me, his smirk getting wider by the second. "That's quite the mask you've got there. What's your name, kid?"

        "How about I don't tell you, and you call me kid for the rest of my life?" I asked jokingly. He gave me a flat look. "Fine. My name is Cassius."

       "Wait a minute. Cassius? Like the Cassius blue butterfly?" I barely noticed the girl standing behind him. She had on an obviously homemade mask and seemed to be close to my age. "That's the one. And you are?" I've never seen the girl a day in my life, which is strange since I took it upon myself to familiarize with every person in my age group. That fact alone raised my suspicion. "Don't answer that", the older male whispered to her. OK if that wasn't suspicious, I don't know what is. The girl ignored him and held out her hand. "My name's Octavia. Octavia Blake." I shook her hand with a bright smile. "Nice to meet you, Octavia. I have a feeling we're gonna be great friends." I was about to offer to walk with them until I noticed something strange. It was the guard's name tag that caught my eye. B. Blake.

           I scrunched up eyebrows in confusion. They have the same last name. They were obviously too young to be married, and she can't be his daughter unless he got someone pregnant at the age of three. Siblings? "Oh shit", I gasped out with wide eyes. Seeming to have noticed my sudden realization the man tensed and shoved his sister behind him. I took one step back as he reached for his shock stick. Before he could catch on to what I was doing, I took off running. "Gotta blast", I shouted over my shoulder.

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       I entered the party and immediately took the time to observe the scene. I saw sweaty teenagers in abstract masks jumping around to the beat of an old tune. I guess you could say it was the latest, seeing as the Ark did not have the luxury of music production. The only thing unusual was that one person wore clunky goggles instead of an actual mask. There was no sign of a cute guard or a possible little sister tagging along. Good. He ought of taken her home is they wanted to live. "I see your mask lives up to the obvious cliche that is your name." I felt my lips instantly tug into a smile and turned to face my boyfriend. "What are you doing here, Wells?" He pulled me in by the waist and nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck.