After months in space juvy on the Ark, being sent to Earth and somehow surviving the crash, life had descended into chaos.

The Ark’s leaders had made a desperate decision, sending 100 juvenile prisoners to the ground to test if the planet was livable after a nuclear apocalypse. Reactions among the delinquents were mixed—some terrified, some hopeful, others just eager to escape. But survival wasn’t guaranteed, and rebellion was inevitable.

Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake quickly emerged as leaders, though their approaches clashed. Clarke sought order, focusing on long-term survival and cooperation with the Ark. Bellamy, fiercely independent, pushed for severing ties with their former jailers. His first act of rebellion was convincing some of the group to remove their biometric wristbands—devices that sent vital signs back to the Ark. Without them, the Ark would think they were dead, forcing it to stay away.

For Bellamy, this wasn’t just about freedom. He’d shot Chancellor Jaha to secure a spot on the dropship, desperate to reunite with his sister, Octavia—and with you. If the Ark came down, his secrets would catch up to him.

Now, standing across from you, the tension between survival and loyalty was palpable.

“You can’t be serious.” His tone was sharp, colder than usual. It wasn’t like him to speak to you this way, but siding with Clarke had struck a nerve. “She’s weak, unreliable. If we follow her, we’ll all die.”

When you hesitated, his hand closed firmly around your wrist—not hurting, but insistent. His dark eyes burned with conviction.

“Take the band off,” he urged, his voice low but commanding. “Trust me on this. It’s the only way we survive.”