A/N: I only own my OC. Brea will resemble Lily Collins. I apologize for any mistakes.

The Return

I dropped my eyes to the grass below. I had watched all 99 kids jump down from the drop ship yet I still hesitated. With a deep breath, I landed on the green turf surrounding me.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" A boy came up beside me. I forced a believable smile and nodded.

"Yes." I responded quietly as I just began to take in my surroundings. There was grass and trees everywhere. It was nice to see so much green after growing up being surrounded by nothing but rusting metal.

"I'm Jasper." The kid held out a hand. I raised an eyebrow when I saw that it was already covered in dirt.

Jasper seemed to realize his mistake and wiped his hand over his shirt, cleaning off the layer of dirt. I gave a short laugh and fit my hand in his. Unlike what I had expected Jasper bent over slightly and placed a light kiss on the top of my hand. I couldn't help but smile at such a noble act.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jasper. I'm Brea Lanston." I said and gave a short curtsy.

"Milady." Jasper replied with a charming smile as his eyes met mine. It was the first time I noticed that his eyes were a deep chocolate brown color; the same color as his hair. He straightened up and squared his shoulders, adding a couple inches to his skinny frame.

"Did your mother teach you those manners or did you pick that up during your time in the Sky Box?" My smile stayed on my lips as I turned my attention back to the wildlife around me.

"My mother, bless her heart." Jasper sighed quietly. I wasn't sure if it was the way he said it or the sigh but something made me think that his mother was no longer living on the ark. I didn't try to pry to figure out if I was right.

"You know that you don't have to hang out with me just because I'm the new girl." I glanced at Jasper but I made sure that my eyes didn't linger for too long.

"Please. It's an honor to be the first real friend of the chief's daughter." Jasper paused as he shoved his hands into his pockets. I felt my heart drop into my stomach but I kept my eyes on the trees ahead. He leaned sideways towards me an inch and lowered his voice to a whisper. "Mainly because I just wanted to know if I could buy you a beer in a couple years. You know, after we build a bar."

I gave a real laugh for the first in days. "If we live that long, I would love to."

"Great." My new friend snapped his fingers as he turned them into imaginary guns. He pointed them at me as he put some distance between us. "It's a date."

I bit my bottom lip as I finally pushed away the nerves and started exploring what Earth had to offer. It only took me a few minutes to figure out that unless I wanted to venture away from the main group, it wasn't much. While most of the other delinquents continued to scamper through the forest uncontrollably, I settled down on a fallen tree a couple feet away from the celebration. I pushed myself back enough so my feet didn't touch the ground and I could swing them below me for a distraction.

"You might want to get up." A female voice cut through the yelling behind me. I didn't have to look around for the speaker. The blonde was standing a few feet in front of me beside a boy with shaggy hair. "You're sitting on poisonous moss."

I jumped off the tree with such haste that I nearly fell. I managed to steady myself before I could experience my first really embarrassing moment on Earth.

"Thanks." I muttered as I glanced back at the log. The green growth on the top didn't look too dangerous when I sat down. I decided to never again judge a book by its cover, especially on Earth.

"No problem. Just be more careful where you sit." The girl gave a short smile before heading towards the drop ship.

I followed since I didn't want to accidentally sit on another poisonous plant. I stayed a couple feet behind the boy with the shaggy hair so it didn't look like I was stalking him and his girlfriend.

When we all got back to the ship, I went my separate way. I decided to go back inside and possibly pass some time with the most enjoyable activity. Sleeping.

I had just stepped onto the metal ramp when I heard my name. I turned to see Jasper coming towards me with a couple people following him. I stepped back onto the grass after realizing that he wasn't alone.

"You're Brea Lanston?" Another dark haired boy asked. Well, more like man.

"Who wants to know?" I asked defensively with one eyebrow raised.

"We do." The man held out his arms as he gestured to the small group of people around him. I took a sharp breath as a chill spread over my body.

"And who are you?" My question came out more like a threat but I didn't apologize. I got a feeling that showing any weakness with this lot was a bad idea. Especially when you have the last name Lanston.

"Excuse me. I forgot my manners." The man bowed sarcastically earning a couple laughs from his groupies. "I'm Bellamy Blake and I was told that you are in fact the head guards daughter."

My eyes went to Jasper immediately. He met my eyes with an innocent smile. I figured he had no idea who this man was or what he wanted.

"That's me." I responded with a strained voice. I wanted to get out of this situation as quickly as possible but I didn't see an exit sign anywhere nearby.

"Is there a problem here?" A different voice interrupted my intense staring contest with the man.

I looked up to see Wells. I had only met him once a couple years back and hadn't had any real contact with the kid other than waving politely in the halls on the ark.

"Of course not." Bellamy smiled charmingly and in that second I wouldn't have denied that he was quite handsome. "I was just getting acquainted with Bri."

"Brea." I shot him the dirtiest look I had in my arsenal.

"I didn't know that there was a welcoming party on Earth." Wells replied with a certain gusto that earned my respect.

"I'm just trying to get to know the people I'm going to be living with for the next…" Bellamy paused. "…well, who knows how long we'll have to deal with each other."

"A while." Wells stated without hesitation. I could tell that he knew a little more than everyone else here and I wanted to figure out what it was. He turned to me and offered a hand. "Come on."

I took it after shooting Bellamy another look. I had just met the guy and I already knew that we weren't going to be friends.

"Hey, Brea?" Jasper took a couple steps forward. I shook my head quickly and diverted my attention back to Wells. "Brea!"

"Not now, Jasper." I called over my shoulder.

I had expected Wells to lead me to the other side of Earth or as far away from Bellamy as possible. Instead, we stopped five seconds later. He let go of my hand as he stopped beside the blond girl who had warned me earlier.

"Clarke, this is…" Wells started.

"Brea Lanston." The girl finished as she looked up from the map laid out on the ramp in front of her. I realized that the big piece of metal was the only thing separating me from Bellamy Blake.

I forced myself to pay attention to the people in front of me. This girl, Clarke, had known my name and I didn't have an idea as to why.

"Have we met prior to the incident in the woods?" I pointed over my shoulder at the trees. It wasn't necessarily where we had been but she got the point.

"No. I just know everyone who was in the skybox." She explained easily.

I shrugged nonchalantly. "That's convenient."

I didn't like when people bombarded me with questions so I had always tried to control my curiosity.

"A map." A familiar voice broke the silence. "Cool. Where's the nearest bar? I owe someone a beer."

I didn't have to look to know Jasper was the one standing beside me. But he still managed to get me to smile, again.

"Get lost." Wells muttered under his breath. I noted the frustration in his voice and I understood why but I also knew that Jasper wasn't like Bellamy. I was always good at judging people and Jasper was one of the good ones.

"It's okay, Wells." I peered over at Jasper and the stranger standing beside him. "He's a friend."

"He led Bellamy to you so he could try to intimidate you." Wells directed his mild anger at Jasper. "He's one of them."

"Actually, they're with us." A male voice announced which drew my attention. He was taller than me, just like most people, and his hair was a lighter brown than his large eyes. I glanced at Jasper and the friend he had glued to his side.

"Got a problem with that, chancellor?" The same guy probed. I heard Wells give a frustrated sigh and I made the bad decision to step in.

"No one has a problem with anyone. Let's just go our separate ways before something happens that we all regret." The suggestion had seemed like a good idea at the time.

"Who died and made you second in command?" The light haired kid took a couple steps towards me. I subconsciously stepped back.

"Why don't you just leave us alone?" Wells fell into place beside me. I felt my confidence peak after I knew that someone had my back. "We're just trying to figure out where we are."

"We're on the ground. Isn't that good enough for you?" Bellamy's voice had the same effect of nails on a chalkboard. I pivoted my hips to put him in my sights. I was glaring at him when Clarke decided to join the escalating confrontation.

"You heard the Chancellor. We need to get to Mount Weather as soon as possible if we want to survive." Clarke announced as she squared her shoulders.

"You think you guys are in charge?" A girl about my height came up to Bellamy. "The chancellor and his princess?"

Bellamy's eyes landed on me. I raised an eyebrow, daring him to speak ill of me. "Don't forget their guard."

"You think we care about who's in charge?" Clarke scoffed. "If we're going to survive, we need to get to the mountain and get that supplies."

"I have an idea. Why don't you three go and find it for us? Let the privileged do the hard work for a change." Bellamy counters with a snicker. I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes, even if I did want to.

"Privileged?" I fold my arms over my chest. "You think I'm privileged?"

"You are, spitfire. There's no use denying it." Bellamy smirks confidently.

I laughed in his face. "Okay. I am privileged or at least I was. You know, until the council arrested and floated my parents just because they disagreed with them. Then I was forced to watch everyone I love get floated because they wouldn't testify against my mom and dad. And when I refused to lie under oath, they stuck me in the Sky Box then sent me down here to die."

The silence that followed could have been cut with a knife.

I forced a sarcastic smile. "I don't know about you, but to me that definitely sounds like a privileged life." I turned to Clarke. "We can go by ourselves. We don't need a bunch of idiotic criminals slowing us down." I glanced over my shoulder for good measure before storming in the wrong direction. I knew I would have to walk all the way around the drop ship but I didn't care as long as it meant I didn't have to walk past Bellamy.

I stopped in my tracks when I heard chanting start behind me. The other prisoners were yelling "fight."

I got back to the ship entrance just in time to see Jaspers friend with the big eyes push Wells onto the floor. I saw that Clarke was trying to free herself from two goons were stopping her from intervening. When Wells struggled to get to his feet, I realized that his foot must have gotten injured. I also noticed that I was the only person with a clear shot to intrude on the approaching fistfight.

I ran past some onlookers and came to an abrupt stop in front of the kid with the big eyes. I was determined to ct as a barrier between him and Wells. It was an unfair fight but I didn't think Big Eyes cared.

"Why don't you start a fight where you might have a chance of winning without sabotaging the other opponent?" I narrowed my eyes and tried to look as intimidating as possible but my small frame made that damn near impossible.

"Why don't you move out of the way before you get hurt?" I ignored Bellamy's question and kept my eyes on big eyes. I felt someone come up behind me and I guessed that it was the one person I would have actually admitted to hating.

"Why don't you mind your own goddamn business? I'll send for you when the adults are finished talking." I met Bellamy's eyes only for a couple seconds but it's long enough for me to see that he was amused by my response.

"Move out of the way, spitfire. This is between me and him." Big Eyes pointed over my shoulder at Wells. I returned my attention to him.

"Well, now it's between the three of us. Whether you like it or not." I said it with more confidence than I felt.

"Your father used to escort people to their execution. I wonder what it was like for the jackass to walk to there himself." Big Eyes smiled cruelly. I had figured people would resent me for my father's job but I didn't expect the anger I'd feel about it.

I punched him as hard as I could in the nose without thinking about the consequences. I gritted my teeth as he fell to the floor, ignoring the pain pulsing through my knuckles. It felt like I had punched a brick wall. "It's bad luck to speak ill of the dead."

Big Eyes was still rolling around on the floor, clutching his broken nose when his goons started towards me with a certain vengeful look in their eyes. I didn't know what good it would do but I raised my fists preparing to fight. I was sure that I wouldn't last too long though.

I said a silent prayer when Clarke's shaggy haired friend appeared between the advancing prisoners and me. I hadn't seen where exactly he had come from but I was relieved that he did in fact show up. My knuckles were already beginning to bruise from hitting Big Eyes.

"You're honestly going to take on a girl one to six?" The guys question made the goons stop in their tracks. They all looked to Bellamy then Big Eyes.

Someone must have signaled them to stop because a couple seconds later, they stormed off in different directs. Two of them lingered to help Big Eyes to his feet and lead him into the drop ship.

"It probably wasn't the best idea to pick a fight with Murphy. I'd say you're either crazy or extremely courageous." The shaggy haired guy said as he turned to me.

"Maybe I'm both." I replied with a shrug. I dropped my eyes to my hand once again as the pulsing started to become hard to ignore. It didn't take a genius to see that I hadn't used the right technique to take down the Murphy kid.

"Hey." Clarke joined us with concern in her eyes. "Are you okay?" She took my hand lightly, examining it silently.

"I used my fist instead of my palm." I tried to shrug it off again but I could see that Clarke wasn't buying it.

"It's not broken but you should refrain from using it for a couple days." Clarke prescribed after letting my hand go. I pursed my lips into a thin line as I repeated her words in my head.

"Yeah. I don't know if that's going to be a good idea. That Murphy guy isn't going to just forget that I decked him in front of fifty people." I scanned the dissipating crowd but found no sign of Murphy or his friends.

"Well, you can't come with us to Mount Weather while your hand is like that." Clarke gestured to the injured hand.

"I could just tag along for the company." I threw the offer out in the open hoping they would take me up on it without hesitation. That wasn't the case.

"Wells is also injured. Just stay here and lie low while we're gone." The shaggy haired guy instructed with believable confidence. Wells came up behind me, huffing quietly as he limped.

"How are you and Finn going to carry enough supplies for all 100 of us?" Wells questioned Clarke and her friend.

"98" I mumbled when I remembered the two kids who died on during landing.

Finn spun around for a few seconds and grabbed two kids by the collar. He pulled them forward and spun them to face us. I suppressed a sigh when I saw that it was Jasper and his friend.

"Four of us can carry it." Finn let go of the two additions.

"Make it five." I said unwavering. I wasn't going to let a bruised knuckle keep me from getting away from the drop ship and all the other delinquents it brought down.

"You wont be able to carry anything back with your hand like that." Clarke reminded me politely. I could tell that all she really wanted to say was "you're just going to be an inconvenience."

"Fine." I gave in. At least I had Wells to keep me company. He wasn't my favorite person in the world but he was better than Bellamy and the goons. "At least my other hand is still functional."

A random girl joined our group with a light smile on her lips. "So, let me get this straight. The four of you are going to go marching through a radiation soaked forest only to bring back enough food for maybe half of us?" When everyone nodded reluctantly, her smile grew. "Okay. Count me in."

"What?" Clarke's eyes widened slightly. The group had the same type of reaction. Well, most of us. Finn was still wearing his pretty boy smile.

"With my help you'll be able to bring back more food." The girl argued calmly. I realized that she was the girl who sided with Bellamy during the argument.

Clarke's resistance was obvious but after a few seconds she nodded. "Fine. Come on guys. We need to get going if we don't want to spend two nights in that forest."

I watched as Clarke started to lead Finn, Jasper and his friend, and the last addition towards the trees.

"Octavia!" Someone called out the name and the random girl pivoted to look behind her.

Bellamy jogged up to her quickly. His face was stern but I recognized the concern in his eyes. I had given Skylynn the same look a hundred times before.

"What?" Octavia held up her hands. She was frustrated but only a little. Bellamy was the only one to notice that I was watching. He smiled charmingly as he gave me the "you mind?" look and I got the hint.

I turned to Wells and helped him to a more secluded area. It's not like I wanted to watch Bellamy most likely lose an argument with his sister. I didn't even want to be in a two-mile radius of the guy.

"Thanks for stepping in." Wells huffed as I set him down on a patch of grass. I smiled and dropped into the open spot next to him.

"No problem."

"You said that your parents were floated." Wells stated.

I looked at him with a smaller smile. "A lot of people in my life were floated."

"I'm sorry to bring it up but most of the kids here hate me because of who my father is." He paused for a second. I assumed he was just trying to find the appropriate way to ask the question hanging in the air. "Why don't you?"

I turned my attention in front of me. I smiled when I saw a bunch of prisoners run by smiling happily. I knew the answer to Wells question but like him I had to think about the right way to respond.

"I can't hate you just because your dad happens to be the chancellor." I bit down on my lip as if it would help pin down my thoughts. "No one can change who their parents are…. no matter how much we try." I added with a small laugh.

"Thank you… again." Wells hung his head as he started to fiddle with the grass in front of him.

I shook my head slowly. "You don't have to thank me just for being a decent human being."

"Well, we might be in short supply of those." Wells sighed heavily but I could see him smiling. I decided in that moment that Wells was one of the people I could trust.

I knew there'd be a short supply of that on Earth.

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