Hi everyone!

So, this is my first story for The 100! I've been messing with this idea for a while so I'm really excited to finally share it. The only way I can survive writing the five papers I have due for finals week is by giving myself breaks to do some writing I actually enjoy, so I've finally edited what I already wrote for this to get it going.

To give a little more information with the summary, Selia Kane is a twenty-three year old guard who had a long relationship with Bellamy Blake that ended in some serious heartbreak. At the start of this story, it is three years after he broke up with her. I really love the idea of Kane having a daughter, but I wanted to make it a little bit different so she is not in the Skybox and won't be going to Earth right away. I'm not entirely sure how the training for being a guard worked on the Ark, but just bear with me as I make it work for this story. Bellamy being a cadet is the same as in the show, but I'm saying that Selia was able to join right at the age of eighteen so she's been a graduated guard way before he gets into it.

Lastly, this is not the the point of view I typically write from, so bear with me on that too please.

I really hope everyone enjoys reading!

"That's pretty bold, kid," Selia says as one of the teenagers at the dance tries to flirt with her.

"What do you say?" The blond boy presses as she scans his friend's I.D.

"I say you're fifteen. I'm a little old for you and, even if I wasn't," Selia pauses to hand the other kid his I.D. before turning to face her admirer, "you're not really my type."

The young guard smirks in amusement as the group of teenagers laugh and tease their friend while she moves onto the next group. She wasn't particularly pleased that Shumway had forced her into helping with the dance because of the solar flare since she knew which cadet unit was handling security. However, her lame excuses were completely ignored by her commanding officer so her only option is to carefully avoid even a glance in the direction of a certain future guardsman.

Unfortunately, things are never that easy.

"Stop her!"

Lieutenant Shumway's order has Selia spinning around on instinct where she meets a girl running in her direction. She steps in front of the teenager's path while Evan, a fellow guardsman, grabs ahold of her. They all turn to face the man who gave the command, but Shumway isn't who Selia sees.

Her heart completely stops for a moment as she meets the familiar gaze of Bellamy Blake. Only, his focus is on the person she just apprehended and his expression is one she doesn't recognize.

In confusion, Selia looks down at the girl who tried to run and tries to understand her connection to the boy who broke her heart.

…

The water is cold as Selia splashes it on her face before meeting her tired gaze in the old mirror. She groans in disappointment after noticing the circles beneath her brown eyes are even darker than they were when she fell asleep. Exhaustion has been eating away at her, though, she's unsure why it continues to happen no matter how much sleep she's able to get. Perhaps, the cause is stress from the event that is finally taking place today. If anything, she knows it's why she's faced with the reoccurring dream of the night at the masquerade dance that happened a year ago.

With a sigh, Selia dries her face before braiding her dark, auburn hair. After that, she brushes her teeth and puts on her guard uniform. Right as she goes to zip her jacket, she glances back up in the mirror to see red seeping from her nose. She touches the blood before it can reach her lips and stares at it in shock.

She never gets bloody noses.

Selia grabs the towel hanging near the sink and presses it to her nose while she leaves the bathroom to finish getting ready. However, as soon as she gets her watch to put it on, she sees the time.

"Crap!" The young guard throws the towel aside, grabs her weapons belt, and bolts through the door.

Somehow, she manages to get her belt on, zip her jacket, and make it to the Skybox before her father can officially say she's late. Of course, the fact that she's winded when she meets him outside the prison still earns her a vaguely annoyed comment.

"That's the third day this week you've overslept," Marcus says.

"I'm not late," she points out.

"Barely," he mutters dismissively. "We need to get started. Marks has your case."

Kane starts to move towards the entrance to the Skybox, but his daughter hesitates. He glances back to see her expression and sighs in irritation.

"Let's go," he orders.

"I don't think this is right," she tells him for about the twentieth time. "We shouldn't be sending children down there, Dad. It should be willing adults – scientists, guards, workers."

"The decision has been made, Selia."

"By people who aren't actually going to the Ground!"

"Enough," Marcus commands sharply. Selia's mouth snaps shut at his tone, but she glares up at him like a petulant teenager. "You are not here to share your opinion. You're here because I trust your discretion. Now, do your job and do not cause any problems."

"Yes, sir," she grumbles. In order to resist the urge to say anything snippy in return, she bypasses him and swipes her I.D. card to get inside the Skybox, but her father's voice stops her before she can get any farther.

"Other guards will take care of Clarke," he says when she looks over her shoulder with an annoyed expression.

Anger floods her as she spins around. "But Clarke –"

"You'll let someone else take care of her and that's an order," he cuts her off quickly.

Biting her tongue again, she goes to meet the other guards who have been cleared for this job without another word. The two members of the Kane family never had many issues or disagreements until this past year. It all started when he arrested Clarke and Jake Griffin. Since then, there have been many instances where Selia found herself on a completely different page than her father. This, of course, is followed by her inability to keep her opinion to herself which has put a serious strain on their relationship.

"Morning, Sel," Evan greets when she finds him in the group. "You missed breakfast again."

"I overslept," she explains as Commander Shumway gives the orders for them to begin.

"You've barely been eating lately," he continues as they walk to the section of the prison they've been assigned. "Did you lose your rations or something?"

"Do you really think I've been gambling?" Selia scoffs. Her best friend shrugs his shoulders with a grin, but she knows his concern is genuine. "I've just been tired. If I have to choose between sleep and food, it's always going to be sleep."

"If you say so."

The childhood friends fall into a comfortable silence as Marks carries the case of bracelets and the younger Kane opens the cell doors to put them on the juvenile prisoners. With each wrist Selia closes the tracking devices around, her stomach twists with guilt. These teenagers aren't much younger than she and Evan, most only committed minor crimes, but they could all be heading straight to their death without even knowing it.

The pair reaches the final cell in their section and Selia hesitates when she goes to put the code in to unlock it.

"167," Evan reads the identification number of the prisoner from the label above the keypad. "This is Octavia Blake, right?"

Selia glances over to meet his knowing, hazel-eyed gaze and gives him a warning look. She doesn't want to talk about Octavia Blake or any Blake for that matter and Evan knows it. Even three years later, it still hurts enough to knock the wind out of her. Turning back to the door, the young woman takes a deep breath before typing in the code and listening for the telltale click of the lock turning. Pushing the door open, both guards enter the small cell to find the prisoner sitting on her bed with a nervous expression most likely caused by the commotion outside right now.

"Prisoner 167, stand and face the wall," Selia orders in a firm tone that belies her discomfort.

"What's going on?" Octavia demands as she follows the directions.

"Hold out your right arm," she continues without answering the younger girl.

"You can't float me, I'm only seventeen," the teenager argues sharply while Selia takes the last wristband from Evan's case.

"Hold out your right arm," Marks repeats more harshly.

"No one is floating you, Octavia," Selia says gently.

The green-eyed girl turns towards the guard in confusion as she's not used to hearing her actual name. Octavia recognizes her by the pretty braid twisting her auburn hair, remembering she's one of the people who caught her at the dance. Selia realizes this as anger flashes over the prisoner's eyes and guilt immediately makes the bile rise in the back of her throat.

"What's happening then?" Octavia snips.

"You're going to Earth."

…

"Final check!" Commander Shumway bellows after all the prisoners are strapped into the dropship.

Selia takes the lower level and scans it with her flashlight to ensure everything is good to go for the launch. Everything seems fine until she catches movement from the corner of her eye. Reaching for her shock baton, she moves cautiously towards the back of the ship, shining her light on the person who doesn't belong there. The hand on her weapon falls slack, however, when she realizes who is trying to hitch a ride.

Bellamy Blake sits on the floor of the ship, hidden behind a metal pillar. Selia's mouth goes dry and she struggles to swallow the lump in her throat as she comes face to face with the boy who still haunts her dreams. He looks the same as he did a year ago when she last saw him with the black hair neatly pushed back, all the freckles she used to count like stars, everything clearer than in the memory she woke up with this morning.

The only difference is the ragged, nervous expression marring his handsome features and the pleading look in the dark eyes she truly thought held love for her once.

"Kane, did you find anything?" Evan's voice shouts from the middle level.

Though she doesn't know how he found out about this, Selia isn't surprised in the slightest that Bellamy snuck onto the dropship. At the end of their four-year relationship, she was left feeling like she never really knew the boy she loved so much, but she does know a part of him. She knows he'd do anything to protect the people he cares about and there's no one he cares about more than his little sister. That was obvious the night at the dance when Octavia got caught.

"Sel?" Evan calls again when she doesn't reply.

Selia should arrest Bellamy right now. If anyone else had found him, he would already be in cuffs, but she knows exactly how that would end. No matter how much her heart hurts because of him, she could never let him be floated. The young guard stopped it once before and now she'll stop it again.

"All clear!" She shouts.

Bellamy's eyes shine with relief and a pained glint he has no right to hold, but Selia turns away before she can see anything else and leaves the lower level without a glance back.

…

"Selia Kane!" Marcus bellows as he slams the door to their family quarters.

The young guard is startled from her fitful nap, waking up in confusion from having no memory of falling asleep on the couch. Her hand is still clenched around the towel she pressed against her nose from her second nosebleed and she quickly stuffs it behind her before her father can see the red stains.

"Selia," he snaps again when he finds her rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Hmm?" she mumbles, too tired to worry about the anger in his tone. She pulls the tie holding the messy braid together from her hair before combing out the tangles with her fingers.

"Did you know he was on the dropship?" Marcus demands.

"What?" she questions, not really hearing his words.

"Did you know that Bellamy Blake was on the dropship?"

Her ex-boyfriend's name is one way to force her tired eyes open all the way and she gapes up at her father in utter shock. It was hours ago, she doesn't understand how he could already know.

Selia opens her mouth to speak, but she's never been a good liar, so the words die on her tongue. Realizing that her silence is confirmation, Marcus sighs in disappointment.

"You let him go," the older Kane shakes his head.

"I – I didn't see the harm," she explains quickly. "He's just going to protect his sister. What difference does it make? One less person up here who needs air, right? Wasn't that the real purpose of this?"

"Of course, you didn't see the harm, Selia! You are completely blind to everything that boy does and you have been since you were kids!" He shouts. "He didn't sneak on to protect his sister, he snuck on because he tried to kill the Chancellor!"

"Wait, what?" Selia mutters. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you let an assassin escape justice," her father spits. "He shot the Chancellor. Jaha is still in surgery as we speak."

"You – you don't know that," she argues. Defending Bellamy comes as easy as breathing, even years after he stomped on her heart. "He wouldn't do that, he wouldn't hurt anyone."

"Oh, for God's sake, do you hear yourself, Selia?" Marcus growls. "He snuck onto the dropship, he's the only person in the entire Ark who is unaccounted for, and Chancellor Jaha is barely hanging on right now. Bellamy Blake tried to kill him and he very well may be successful."

"Dad –"

"I should arrest you for this, you know that?" He cuts her off before she can argue further. "I should strip you from your position in the Guard or make sure you never have an opportunity to promote. And all for what?"

"I – I didn't know," Selia says in a small voice. She shrinks like a child under his cold, disappointed gaze.

"The problem is, I think you still would have let him go if you knew," he sighs in frustration. "I should have floated that criminal last year when he was arrested. All that fighting when you insisted he was a good person was a waste. Not only did he break your heart, but he has you breaking the law to protect him and now I have to break the law to protect you."

"If you don't want to protect me, then arrest me now," she mutters in a half-hearted attempt to bite back. It comes out weak, however, as she tries to wrap her mind around everything her father has said.

"All I want is to protect you, Sel. I just wish you would use your head and not make it so hard."

…

Selia rushes home to the bathroom as the food settles in her stomach unwelcomed. She made sure to wake up on time to meet Evan for breakfast so he wouldn't worry anymore, but she barely ate any of it before the nausea threatened to overcome her. She makes it to the toilet just in time only to find herself dry-heaving once her belly is empty from the small meal.

The tired girl sprawls out on the bathroom floor once her body can't convulse anymore and she lets the cool ground soothe her skin.

"Sel?" Marcus calls as he knocks on the door. "Are you okay?"

"Peachy," she mutters.

"Well, come out here," he says. "We need to talk."

"Little busy," Selia grumbles.

"Now." He commands. "It's important."

"Of course it is," she groans under her breath.

Using the sink, Selia pulls herself to her feet and quickly brushes her teeth to rid her mouth of the taste of bile. She glares at her reflection when she sees how the dark circles are getting worse while her skin pales from the stomachache.

"Selia!"

"Coming!" She yells back. She wipes her mouth before exiting the bathroom and meeting her father in the living room. "What is it?"

"You should sit down," he says, pointing to the couch.

"Why?"

"Because you're not going to like what I tell you."

When Selia doesn't respond, Marcus sighs and rubs his face.

"Fine, have it your way," he mutters before looking her dead in the eye with a cool expression. "Abby Griffin was arrested yesterday for exceeding the allotted blood during surgery."

"What are you talking about?" she questions in confusion. "You mean, with Chancellor Jaha?"

"The law is the same no matter who the patient as is the sentence."

"You can't be serious," Selia murmurs in horror. "You can't be planning to float her."

"Her execution is in an hour."

"No, Dad! What the hell? You – you can't!"

"I'm not telling you so you can argue it. I'm telling you so you can say goodbye to Councilor Griffin."

"Councilor Griffin?" she repeats in disbelief. "What is wrong with you? Abby is family –"

"We're not talking about this, Selia." Marcus turns away from his daughter and heads towards the door. He stops to grab his jacket, slinging it over his shoulders as goes to leave.

"She was Mom's best friend!"

Marcus falters for a moment with his hand on the door handle, but he pushes it open without responding to his daughter.

"She's helped raise me since Mom died," Selia continues, fear consuming her voice. "Please, Dad. I love Abby, you can't do this!"

"You can think I'm the bad guy all you want, Sel, but I will do anything it takes to save us, to save you," he tells her carefully, still refusing to look at her.

"If losing people I care about is the cost, then I don't want to be saved!"

"Then, it's a good thing it isn't your choice!"

…

Selia is by Abby's side as she makes the walk to the airlock where all criminals are floated. The young guard remembers her mother's death well, every detail of those final moments burned into her brain better than any other memory. It was a long, torturous death as the illness ate away at Laney Kane from the inside while Selia and Marcus were forced to just watch. Since then, Abby has done everything she can to help fill the hole left behind. Of course, it's impossible to replace her mother, but the doctor has always treated her like a daughter and Sel has loved her for it.

Only, now she's going to lose Abby, too.

They come to a stop near the airlock where Kane, Commander Shumway, and two other guards are waiting. Evan, who stands on the other side of the doctor, removes the cuffs restraining her wrists. Selia flings her arms around the doctor, unable to hold back her tears any longer.

"It's okay, Selia," Abby murmurs as the girl chokes back a sob.

"I'm so sorry," Selia cries into their embrace.

"That's enough," Marcus orders coldly.

Selia only holds on tighter while Abby lovingly smooths the waves of her auburn hair. A sharp nod from the Head of the Guard has Evan pulling his best friend away, however.

"Watch out for Clarke for me," Abby whispers and Selia nods in silent agreement.

When the airlock is sealed with Abby inside it and her father nods the command, the young guard is certain she's going to be sick. Tears blur her vision as she trembles in Evan's arms and Marcus refuses to look at her as he knows his daughter's heartbreak will be his undoing just as it had been when he planned to execute Bellamy Blake.

"You don't have to watch, Sel," Evan whispers in her ear, but she shakes her head. She does have to watch because this is the last time she'll ever see Abby.

Commander Shumway's finger moves toward the button that will suck Abby out into the emptiness of space while Evan's hold tightens as Selia tries to gasp through her sobs.

Then, a miracle happens.

"Stop," the firm command of their injured Chancellor rings out around them and Jaha stumbles forward, clutching his abdomen. "Dr. Griffin is pardoned."

Evan releases Selia as the airlock opens to let Abby go and the young guard races forward to meet the doctor. Only, she doesn't make it the short distance.

"Selia!" Marcus shouts when he sees his daughter falling.

For her, the bright lights twist and the electric hum of the Ark is drowned by a high-pitched ringing. She barely registers her father and Abby running towards her before everything goes black.

So, what do you guys think?

These first few chapters are going to kind of bounce around like this one, but I promise it won't be like that for the whole story. I'm just trying to introduce everyone and everything before I get deep into the plot.

Please review and let me know what you think! I love feedback so much and it means the world to me!

Also, I think I'm going to just upload the first four chapters today since those are so introductory.

Thank you so much for reading,

- V :)