The 100 (fanfic)
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"Prisoner 3-4-4-2 put you hands up against the wall," A gaurd yelled from outside my cell. I did as I was told because he is a friend but he had to sound tough around the others.
"Good now hold out you wrist," He says. I did it and for a minutes I felt a pinch in my skin.
"What the hell," I whisper only so he can hear.
"You are going to the ground, I need you to watch over Monte, I put 1 gun and stuff to make bow and arrows, please protect him," He whispered so only I can hear.
"I promise," I said to him.
"Oh and please don't kill him," He whispers in fear I might only hurt his son.
"I only hurt people who have done something bad, and besides I like monte," I whispered back.
"I don't trust you, which is why I have to do this," He said before injecting me with a needle.
"I promise I will keep him safe," I whispered then feel asleep.
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Harley was one of the 100 to go to the ground, she lived with her mother and father before her mom got floated. She started acting out and one day she killed three guard , that she used to train with. She couldn't be floated until her 18 birthday that was two day ahead. She wasn't scared of dying. She doesn't get scared.
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