Chapter One: Earth.

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Clarke's POV.

I sighed as I walked over to my wall, I kept dreaming of old earth and what it would've looked like. I dreamt of a girl with black blood saying things in strange languages. Jus Drein Jus Daun. I know what it means. It means that blood must have blood. But I don't know the language and I do not know why I know. I dream of a three-eyed deer. I dream of the girl again, laid in a bed underneath furs with naked shoulders. I dream of her whispering my name. I know not who this woman is. But yet, I can't stop dreaming and thinking about her. I also dream of candles and raccoons. My dreams are strange and don't make sense. But I have nothing else to ponder upon because of my isolation. I turn 18 in two months, that's when they plan on sending 100 of us down to Earth. A month after my birthday. 

Two soldiers came into my room suddenly and I kicked the shit out of them when they grabbed me, I was scared they were going to float me like they did my dad. I miss him.  Then I saw mum when I busted out of my cell and she grabbed my shoulders and calmed me down. I sighed and looked at her and she smiled. 

"It's alright Clarke, they plan to float you next week, but I'm sending you down to Earth early. It's your best chance of survival. Me and that young machanic Raven Reyes built a small one-man pod for you to go to earth on. We're not sure how good it'll be but Raven said you've got an 89 percent chance of survival. I'll take 89 over 0 any day." She said to me in hushed tones as she led me down to earth. I know Raven, I've seen her visiting Finn. I simply nodded. I'm not sure if my no talking ban has been lifted. I can only nod and shake my head or learn sign language. "You can talk now Clarke. We're just about to go into Raven's workshop, just be warned, there may be fire, explosions, crying, swearing and shouting when we go in. Or we could go into a series of calm and achievement and boasting." 

"Okay mum," I said a little hoarsely. Apparently, not speaking for several months - I don't know how long it's been - affects the vocal cords. 

"Hey Mama G. Hey Clarke. Just finishing the calculations on the armour of your pod. I put a few more layers of titanium plating I found on some broken wires and pens. Who came up with that idea? No wonder they didn't work. You need copper and plastic, not fucking titanium. Fools. You lot are lucky I'm here with you." 

"Hey, Raven." Mother and I said at the same time with a chuckle. 

"So anyway, enough with making fun of the oldies who know nothing about engineering and common sense, your chance of surviving has gone up about 0.56734 percent. Which is good. It could've gone down, but it didn't, so it's a win. You've got some food and basic equipment and survival things. I managed to make a dagger for you out of some useless metal, not sure how good it's gonna be. I there some string in there and a communication device. I don't know if it will survive the impact though. But Mama G here managed to scarp up some kind of bracelet that lets us know if your alive or not. Unlike the 100 who'll get the same, yours is linked up to mine and Mama G's radio. It will start beeping with your heart rate and send a minute electric shock if you die. Which is unlikely after the crash. Something tells me you won't be alone down there. I don't know what kind animals may have lived through the radiation or if you can eat them or the plants, but I'm sure you'll figure it out. Don't forget to write everything down when you get there so you can help the 100 and eventually us when the rest of us come down. Good luck Lil' Griffin." Raven said before leaving me and mum alone. I snickered a little whenever she called mum 'Mama G' because she would just roll her eyes and shake her head slightly. 

"Good luck sweetheart and I love you." She said to me and I nodded and hugged her.

"I love you too mum," I said and got in the ship. Raven came back in and tapped some buttons on the computer and I was launched down to earth. 

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