- 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 -

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─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

"𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔"

"𝒘𝒉𝒚?"

"𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑟，
𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑦."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

        julian only hated one thing more than the ark, and that was his father. so when the first face he saw after nearly a year being locked up for something he didn't even do, was his father, he hated both even more.

he should have known, really, that his father would offer him up on a silver platter to save his own ass. but julian just didn't expect abby to go through with it. julian had known abby griffin for as long as he could remember. when things would get too bad with his father, julian would sneak away to find clarke and wells. of course eventually his father figured that out and made sure he never left for anything that wasn't supervised by him personally.

the day came nonetheless. julian sat against the wall in his cell, fiddling with something he'd managed to make out of a broken piece of metal. his head snapped up the second he heard the door opening, assuming it was food. it wasn't. it was jakob centoura, part of the Council, and well liked by those around him. also julian, until 10 months ago when it got out what he'd been doing to julian for 16 years and 2 months. the funny thing was, julian had just turned 17 the day before. jakob was kicked off the council, but was somehow let off despite the horrible things he'd done to his own son.

now julian was staring right at the literal man in his nightmares, and two guards that followed behind him. "up. hands out" his fathers tone was rough, but held no emotion. julian stood up slowly, glancing at the two guards, who actually seemed a bit on the edge of pointing their shock batons at him rather than julian.

julian held his arms out after a moment, revealing scar tattered skin. his father snapped a metal wristband around his wrist, causing julian to flinch slightly at the tightness. what caught him off guard was when he was yanked forward, and a needle was pressed into his neck, to which he faded out of consciousness, falling into only god knows who's arms.

to say the least, he did not plan on waking up strapped to a seat in the exodus ship.

nor did he expect to be sat right beside clarke griffin.

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