Clarke Griffin is a young psychiatrist who tries to stand out from her mother's fame.
Bellamy Blake is a lieutenant colonel of Marine Corps came back from Afghanistan, and he tries to escape to his ghosts.
It will be the wedding of Octavia, in Tuscany, to join them.
Because everyone, after all, need love.
"I try to grope the alarm clock, after a little struggle against the blankets, which were trying to keep me in their warm and muffled world. That damn object is croaking from a table's corner, it 's screaming to me that it's time to pull out my ass from the bed.
I finally emerge from the cotton and flannel quagmire, but I feel the last night's hangover .
Certainly my head my threatens to burst, but I try to drag myself to the bathroom to get ready for another stressful day.
Today I have only an appointment, but something is't quite.
The first patient of the day, is a young Marine returning from Afghanistan, after two years spent in mission.
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I'm snorting, trying to tame the blonde forest which crowns my head.
-Oh, Clarke! You look terrible .- Octavia squeaks behind me.
I don't turn back, I perfectly know that she's leaning against the door, with her left shoulder.
-I Brought you some coffee ...- she whispers slyly.
Octavia knows me so well!
She is the only one who understands, that I need a cup of hot black coffee for reasoning, at the morning.
But I know her better. In fact, I know that when it's so nice to me to bring me a coffee, I should expect anything good."
"Then let me die a hero's death."
If I could grow up differently, with my mom and dad- I wouldn't. I wouldn't because I don't want to doom someone else to my fate. To my destruction.
I had to fight my monsters every damn day and night. I had to live in the darkness. Being afraid wasn't an option-- ever.
It would scar and soon join my others to mark my body of another story.
But instead of his back leaving my sight as I stood on the wall of our old camp. It was me leaving on horseback as he woke in the chancellor's room his eyes just seeing the back of Erebus and I as the gates closed behind me, my body never turning around once as I raced through the night.
My arms were outstretched and my eyes were closed as I let the moment of us being airborne sketch itself in my mind.
The feeling of free falling, of weightlessness, of flight. Of freedom.
It's a constant war, one battle after another. And the only thing you can do is fight and hope you win.
We wouldn't be able to save everyone. Because this time, we had no control.
The 100 Fanfic, I own no rights to the show nor characters except the ones I create. enjoy.
Also rating this as mature because there are some choice words that help build the character as she is kind of a badass. Shoot. Lol perfect example. And she is a cursing machine because she didn't learn her manners.
Season 4 : Persphyni Series : I am Destruction