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The reader is a grounder and Lincoln is from the 100

Y/N walked her way to the river that was near her underground home. Yeah, Y/N was a grounder, but she wasn't mean, she was kind.

*snap*

Y/N whipped her head around and looked into the forest. She just made it too the river and was now looking around to see where that sound came from. Suddenly an arrow shot at her.

Y/N jumped out of the way and hid behind a rock. She looked at the ground to find a huge rock to use as a weapon. She suddenly felt something pointing to the back of her head.

"Get up! Now!"

A deep voice commanded.

Y/N got up, tears in her eyes, she saw it was a dark man that was wearing a black uniform.

"You are a grounder, huh?"

He asked.

"Ye-es. Please don't hurt me. I am not going to hurt anyone."

Y/N cried.

Lincoln looked around and saw that Y/N was all alone. He sighed and lowered his weapon.

"Where are your grounder friends? Where do you live?"

He asked her calmly.

"I don't have friends, I got thrown out of my home because I wasn't supposed to be born. I live nearby, in an underground area so no one hurts me."

Y/N answered.

Lincoln asked her to take him to her home to check if she was lying or not. On there way there, they suddenly were attacked by grounders. Lincoln felt betrayed by Y/N then he saw that she was trying to pull him with her. They ran as fast as they could to her home and made it there before they could get hurt or killed.

Lincoln went to stand up and fell down, blacking out.

*_*

Lincoln woke up and examined where he was at. It looked as if they dug out a hole under the ground and started to live here. His ankle had a chain on it and his arm was burning badly. He looked around more and saw a drawing of him on the floor.

"Hey! Get away."

Y/N yelled.

"You set me up!"

Lincoln yelled back.

"I didn't you, moron. I was running too. I saved you as well. Let me see your arm."

Y/N rolled her arms and checked him.

She rubbed some green paste on the cuts from the arrows. She decided to let him go and gave him food and water.

"You're all good. If you want to leave you can. My name is Y/N."

She smiled.

"Thanks. I'm Lincoln. I like your name by the way."

Lincoln smiled and saw her blush.


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