Thread: Welcome to the New World [Ama +  randomname98766789]

It had been months since Aiden was arrested. Though it was not uncommon for family members and friends to lash out at guards during unfair arrests, most incidents were overlooked. The only reason Aiden fell victim to incarceration was because of how violent he was, beating two guards to a pulp until reinforcements arrived. Labeled as a violent offender, it was deemed unsafe for Aiden to hang around the general population. Plus, his knowledge of the oxygen issue was something else needed to be kept on the down low for the good of the Ark. Therefore, keeping Aiden in solitary was the only option. Less than a week before his eighteenth birthday, the metal door to his prison cell swung open. Inside, two guards approached him, slapping a metal wristband on his wrist. Without being told about anything, the young man was taken to a dropship being prepared for a mission to Earth. Strapped into the ship, ninety-nine other juvenile delinquents joined him and readied themselves for an adventure. Since the Ark was running out of oxygen, the Council decided on a drastic measure sending criminals to Earth. They were expendable and they would represent whether or not Earth was inhabitable. Supposedly, their crimes are forgiven when the adults join them on the ground. A message from the Chancellor when the ship entered Earths atmosphere explained the mission clearly. Their drop location was called Mount Weather. It was an old military base built to withstand the nuclear apocalypse. Inside, they would find shelter and supplies to sustain themselves until the Ark landed. Simple plan, right? The only wrinkle involved the possibility that Earth was still too poisonous for humans to live on. If that was the case, all hundred teenagers were sentenced to their deaths early. At least there was a chance. The journey was rocky and unstable, ending with an impactful landing that jarred Aiden and his fellow counterparts. Somehow, they managed to survive this long. If the entrance into the atmosphere did not kill them, the air should be safe theoretically. However, safety was not on Aidens mind. One person encompassed the entire cognitive process computing inside his head Clarke Griffin. She was the reason for his arrest, indirectly. His girlfriend of nearly two years at the time and his best friend since early childhood, she was unjustly taken by the guards. It must have taken four or five grown men to pull Clarke away from Aiden. He refused to release her at first. Then, once their hands touched Clarke, the young man lost his temper and was sent spiraling into a memorable rampage that people still talked about. Abigail Griffin had known Aiden for his entire life so it was stunning to see the damage caused because it was atypical of him to act so violent. However, a man did crazy things when the girl he loved was in harms way. From that moment forward, he was thrown into a cellar, awaiting his death sentence. As chance would have it, Aiden was near the very back of the ship so it was impossible to see more than two dozen other people. Clarke was not there. Having a second chance meant shit unless Clarke was here. Despite their youth, Aiden knew his life was only livable with a special blonde in his arms. Just when it appeared all hope was lost as they filed out towards the front door, something happened. Aiden looked near the door and his heart began to thump until it felt like it was jumping out of his chest. Blue eyes. Blonde hair. Full lips. Cute dimples. Either Clarke was here or his mind was playing a sick, sadistic, twisted trick. Pushing over at least four others, Aiden approached Clarke and suddenly pulling her into his arms. Princess. That was the only word he uttered, his eyes squeezing shut as they hugged, almost thinking about keeping his eyes closed, afraid that if he opened them, she might be gone again.