The 102: Survival of the Fittest

Beginning to the (near) End

 A/N: This is a short chapter, I plan on posting a chapter each night for the three day weekend. So far it looks like This book will be of Season one and Season two. Don't like it, let me know. EnJOY!

Alex's POV:

That night we celebrated out last night of…freedom you could say. No one was sick and turns out; Lincoln was right when he said it would pass soon. After the explosion, Bellamy kissed me and to say I was shocked was an understatement, I was happy yet confused, because seconds later he left without saying a word.

Tomorrow would be the start of a war I may or may not survive. A war none of us may survive. And what was I doing? I was I was 'lying on the ground watching the stars. Not as interesting as you thought huh? I didn’t want to drink Moonshine, or talk with people I may never see again. I didn’t want to possibly say goodbye to the people I’ve just recently grown close to. I didn’t want to say goodbye to Clark and Finn or Monty and Jasper…or Octavia and Bellamy.

Throughout my time on Earth I’ve seen people speared, killed, die and multiple sacrifice’s just for our survival…only to have it taken away from us in an instant.  The rustling of leaves broke me away from my thoughts as I heard someone lay down next to me. It didn’t take a genius to know who it was,

“You’re not celebrating…why?” Bellamy asked, I ignored his question and kept my gaze on the stars, yet he kept talking, “Did you know that your name is written in the stars?” I turned my head and looked at Bellamy confused, he smiled and looked back at the sky; “Every act and deed of goodness brightens the sky for all those who surround you. But when all you do is screw up, your name is nothing but a meteor trying to find its spot.” I smiled at the conversation and looked back at the sky,

“You know, if I had my life to live over…I’d dare to make more mistakes, next time.” I turned on my side, my arm keeping me up. “Wh.t do you want Blake?”

“Just to see how you’re doing.” I smiled and looked at the ground then back at Bellamy with a sad expression

“Is this your way of a goodbye?” Bellamy looked at me confused, “the war begins tomorrow.” His smile died after I said that,

“We may not have been the first ones here, but we sure as hell we be the last…no matter what.” I smiled and leaned forward smashing my lips on his. He was shocked at first but soon kissed me back with just as much force. I pulled away and looked at him smiling,

“God, I wish you would have done that sooner and not before I possibly die.” Bellamy laughed and pulled me closer to him. He wrapped his arm around my waist as I leaned my head on his chest. To the beat of his breath I fell asleep, not wanting to wake up.

Bellamy’s POV:

Days passed since Alex and I were laying under the stars talking about the war, she ended up sharing a tent with me. I promised her that until the war we would spend as much time as possible together. When I woke up I could hear people walking around. I opened my eyes expecting to see Alex but I was met with nothing but air. I sat up and looked around; I saw her red hair go through one of the secret exits to the front of the gates. I stood up and followed right behind her.