Chapter 3: 3
When my eyes opened it was with all the knowledge I had asked for and the memories of another life. I was just a few weeks shy of 16 when I was locked in the Skybox for trying to help my sister. On the Ark neither of us should have existed. Born Cleopatra Blake the sister of Bellamy Blake, Octavia's younger fraternal twin, and the only third child to be born on the Ark since the One Child Policy came into affect 57 years ago.
The first generation of the Ark had been rather progressive and had nearly tripled the population themselves within the first decade. By the time the second generation (1st Ark born) were adults and had begun having their own children there was a food shortage which led to cannibalism. The Blight Generation as they came to be known as then instituted the Population Law which stated that a family could be no more than four. Of course exceptions were made for multiple births or if a child died within their first 5 years but soon enough the population had grown large enough that it was decide that the Population Law would become the One Child Policy in order to prevent another 'Blight Generation' and this time there would be no exceptions. Around that time they also started floating (killing by releasing into space) those that committed a crime no matter what it was. When someone underage committed a crime or an extra child was guilty of being born the Council would meet shortly before the minor's 18th birthday for a review which would decide whether or not they would be floated or given a 'second chance'.
Octavia was a second child that may have grown up hidden beneath the floor but I was a third child that grew up hidden in the ceiling. There was a loose panel just above Bellamy's bed that we retrofitted to be removed at a moments notice yet still completely seamless, or rather as seamless as metal panels could be. In the ceiling is where I learned how to get around the Ark, slowly and quietly moving through the ventilation shafts to watch people in their daily lives and listen in on classes whenever my mother Aurora was gone for 'work' and Bellamy was in his classes. It was a secret just us twins shared knowing it we would be in trouble if either of them found out. Octavia had tried to join me before but the height combined with her fear of falling out of the vents and being caught stopped her after the first time. Still the people of the Ark had no idea I had been in the ceiling the entire time, simply believing that both Octavia and I had fit in the floor. One person outside our family had known the truth but she would never tell.
Regardless either way I was caught, all thanks to a solar flare during a stupid dance. Most people in the Skybox avoided me and Octavia unless they needed to interact with us but we had each other. Fortunately our 'rooms' were right next door to each other and on certain nights when repairs were being done the ventilation shaft between us was open allowing us a few minutes to talk after lights out. Bellamy would visit every chance he could which wasn't often now that mom was gone and he had to support himself while working as a janitor, all the while trying to keep our home on the Ark for when we would hopefully be released. If I remembered things correctly, from having watched the show repeatedly, it wasn't likely I'd see him again or rather for the first time until we reached Earth.
After looking around the small metal room for a moment to make sure there were no cameras, I closed my eyes and thought about the ability I was given. Doing so it felt like something switched on in my mind and suddenly it was like I was looking at a computer screen. I quickly realized I could control it with my mind as I thought about wanting to go to the Food Section and it did so. A weight was in my once empty hand and my eyes opened to find the apple I thought of purchasing. After eating it I realized I had no where to put the core and suddenly it was as if I there was a little recycle button at the back of my mind where the shopping screen was. Selecting it saw the apple core disintegrate before my eyes. A small smile formed on my lips. "I could get used to this." I whisper to my self before a disturbing thought comes to mind as I remember the Ark's habit or reusing everything, especially clothing.
'Who the fuck wore this underwear before me?'
•••••• [ 1.5 Years Later ] ••••••
One year that's how long it had been since I transmigrated. No one seemed to notice the difference between the me now and the past version. Shortly after my arrival I had tried to say it out loud, that I was from a different world and had been transmigrated to this world, while sitting in my room alone after lights out but instead I found myself unable to speak at all for the next hour quickly proving that I couldn't talk about anything that had happened before. I had even tried to see if I could write it down so as to make a journal of the events just in case I had trouble remembering it later on as I wasn't sure if what I had asked for would extend to my previous life's memories or only the new ones but even that saw the ink disappear and when I tried again so too did the pen and paper.
Interesting enough, an invisible ink pen that responded to UV light didn't disappear and so I would write down the major events I remembered. I wrote down how the 100 were dropped on a mountain near Mt. Weather which was already occupied by 'mountain men' who bled grounders and would try to kill all of us. I wrote down what I could remember of the 12 tribes from them serving under Lexa to Azgeda hating us until Roan took over, a grounder spearing Monty's friend on the way to Mt. Weather, Bellamy being a douche while hiding he shot the king of all douches Jaha, hundreds dying, the mountain turning grounders into drug addicted cannibals, the acid fog being a weapon the mountain men used while they also had bombs, ALLIE with the City of Light, Praimfaya, 'Eden', prisoners from space destroying Eden through a bomb, Sanctum with the Primes, and Bardo with the Anomaly Stone.
The Anomaly Stone, yeah, I really hoped that thing didn't actually exist cause it freaked me the fuck out. There was no way in hell I planned on letting us head to 'Sanctum', if I couldn't stop what led us to leaving Earth then I'd make sure Monty and Harper sure as hell went into cryosleep and didn't wake up until a century or so had passed. I still couldn't believe they spent all that time traveling to a different planet just for Earth to heal in the same timeframe, those last two seasons or so just pissed me off. Did I remember to mention how much I hate the Griffin's and Pike. Abby more so while Clarke was just annoying to the point I already planned on doing my best so she didn't form much of if any sort of leadership role. Hopefully it would work but I already felt like something would get in the way so maybe I'd just do like they did on the Walking Dead route and form a damn council. Mostly, I really want to jab a knife through Pike, repeatedly. I would also have to remember to keep a look out on Bellamy and Octavia, those two would definitely cause me several headaches if I wasn't careful.
For the past year Octavia and I had classes in the Skybox, just in case we were allowed to live after we turned 18. The classes had been done on tablet computers that were provided, likely at Bellamy's expense. We were allowed to study anything so long as we could complete the entry exam requirements, something they clearly hadn't thought we could do. Octavia excelled in enviro-tech and earth history while I had broken the previous record for the medical exams' highest scores, which qualified me as a doctor or rather a doctor in training for the Ark. I had even managed to ace the tablet simulated surgeries which were usually required after working in medical but was pushed through thanks to my tests scores. My being in the Skybox prevented me from formally apprenticing but I was given the chance to do so whenever there was a need for medical presence which helped me establish myself as the one to go to for injuries among the rest of us 'delinquents'.
The occasional times Abby Griffin came during the last couple months it was clear she didn't like me. Whether her dislike was due to my outdoing her and Clarke in the exams, of which I don't think Clarke even managed to finish before being placed in solitary, or if it was because I basically made it so Clarke was no longer essential among the 100 in her eyes I wasn't sure. One thing I did know was if Abby had a problem with me that meant I was doing something right. It also meant I'd have to keep my eyes open just in case she tried anything before I got to the drop ship or rather had someone else try something especially .
"Prisoner 168, face the wall." A guard commanded after opening the door 3 months after my 17th birthday. I did as I was told hearing the bustling of more people outside and knew it was time, we were finally being sent down to the ground. I looked towards where my journal on everything that would happen was and had my ability 'recycle' it, having experimented and learned I could do so with anything I bought within five feet of me. "Hold out your arm." The guard grabbed my wrist roughly after I did so, snapping the biometric wristband onto me. Fortunately they weren't paying attention when they began to push me along to the drop ship or they would have noticed the small bit of black blood. I could see Octavia just a few yards ahead and when she turned her head to look in my direction I shook my head, signaling her not to speak, before giving a small lift of my head and pointing my chin forward in a keep going gesture. Soon enough we were at the drop ship and the two of were seated nearby to each other as we were strapped into our seats on the third floor. It was as the guards were leaving and that I saw the small smirk one held as he looked at me before climbing down to the lower level. "Cleo what's going on? Where are we?" Octavia whispered, panicky.
"A drop ship. Don't raise your voice but I overheard the guards talking earlier." I lied after warning her. "We're being sent to the ground."
Octavia looks at me wide eyed and teary before whispering "Bellamy", likely believing we were being sent to die early since it was believed the Earth wouldn't be survivable for another 2-3 generations.
"It'll be ok. We'll be ok. I promise." I tell her and then we feel it, the drop ship has launched. Within minutes we feel the drop ship shake as it hits the atmosphere and screens across the room come online revealing a recording of Chancellor Thelonious Jaha.
"Prisoners of the Earth, hear me now. You've been given a second chance, and as your chancellor, it is my hope that you see this as not just a chance for you, but a chance for all of us, indeed for mankind itself." It begins before he talks about the uncertainty of survival and how we were expendable because of our crimes and how our records would be wiped clean.
"What crime? We didn't ask to be born." Octavia mumbles glaring at the screen and I grip her hand in mine. As the recording goes on to talk about Mt. Weather Octavia gives a whoop of excitement and I turn my head to see some idiot had unbuckled his belt and was floating around.
"Fucking idiot." I say lowly recognizing him as Finn, the one who was currently dating my friend Raven Reyes and would eventually go on to kill innocent people in his obsession with saving Clarke. If there was one person that I could kill early on it would be him. I wonder if I could make it so he's the one that gets speared instead of Jasper.
"Cleo?" Octavia looks at me in surprise.
"The idiot is gonna get himself killed and anyone else who follows him." I tell her.
"How?"
"There's only a minute or so before the parachutes deploy and once that happens anyone not belted down will go flying, hard."
"Stay in your seats!" A girl's voice yells and a few seats over we see a boy beginning to float out of his seat and then it happens. The screech of metal as parachutes deploy and the jolt of the drop ship as it's fall is slowed. A rip sounds from behind me and my body lifts up as it's viciously thrown by gravity.
"No!" Octavia screams as she reaches out for me.
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