-CLASSIFIED-

PRISONER:
#100

NAME:
Amelia Julie Adams

AGE:
16

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:
-5' 5"
-Blonde hair
-Green eyes
-Caucasian

OBSERVED PERSONALITY:
-Loyal
-Quiet
-Submissive
-Deviosuly clever

FAMILY:
-Father (Unkown)
-Mother (Unkown)
-Siblings (None)

NOTES:
Do not underestimate her.

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"Sorry Sir I can't give you any more rations"

"Only five more pain killers! Is that too much to ask?!"

"Sorry Sir I can't give you any more rations"

"My mom will die because of you! Go float yourself!"
The boy, around her age, stormed out of the medical center.

A blonde girl, turning 16 on that fateful day, was left shaking.
But not in fear. In anger.
Her small frame and cunning green eyes were eminating anger.
Was it really her job to let innocent children die?
Was it really her job to deny people rations?

Amelia hated he Ark with a passion. The girl knew to keep her mouth shut and to keep the secrets; if she ever discovered any.
To never raise her voice.
To never be the leader.

But of course in little more than a year all of that would change...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The cunning blonde knew the patterns of the guards shift by heart.
Every turn, every exchange and, because she had access to the medical records, she knew if one was sick or off duty.

So that day, that fateful day, everything was going perfectly.
Amelia's small frame slipped from corner to corner until she was finally in the restricted engine room.
There between large machines was the person she had wished to see all week;
Phillip.

Her boyfriend for two years now. That day he would become 18...

The girl jumped up into his arms happily and he spinned her around.
Phillip had snuck out from his shift just to see her.

"Happy Birthday, Blondie" he chuckled to her and then they leaned their foreheads together happily.
"Here I brought you something" the boy contuied before she could even raise her voice. He then pulled a small object wrapped in paper and when she opened it, there laying in the palm of her hand was a small cake.

Amelia was astounded but scare at the same time.
"Phillip...you...you stole supplies for this didn't you? I told you, you're 18! You'll be floated"

"Amelia, the protector" Phillip rolled his eyes. "I'm going to be fine"

The blonde rolled her eyes, though smiled and then began eating the tart and groaned with the taste of it.

"Phillip I- I just...happy birthday. And I want you to be safe"
The boy just smiled down at her.

"You always want people to be safe. You'll be something big one day. I love you, Blondie " he kissed her forehead.

Everything was so peaceful.

Suddenly though there was a loud banging.

"Phillip Brooks! You're under arrest for stealing food rations!" A guard general shouted.
He was followed by the chancelor and two other guards.

Phillip pushed Amelia behind a big machine and motioned for her to be quiet.
But he didn't deny the charges.

Instead he didn't fight as the men grabbed him.
He only put his head up in defiance.
"What's going to happen to me?" He growled.

"Your going to be floated. Now"

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Amelia had been crying for a while now. The shouts of her boyfriend were still running through her head.

But then she heard voices in the dark.

"-we should have imprisoned him"

"We will find the last of the 100"

Amelia snuck closer to the voices.
There the chancellor and the head scientist were discussing furiously.

"Then who? We need more people in prison! The 100 need to be sent soon"

"Sir, the plan is foolproof. We're sending the prisoners to earth. We will be free of all of them"

Amelia's eyes went wide and without a thought the girl started running.

Tears were running down her face.
Not only was her boyfriend dead.
But her friends in prison would be sent to earth....
She had to save them.
Expose this crazy plan.

Her eyes turned more determined as ever, stone cold almost. She had to avenge him.
But she wouldn't do this for herself. She would do this for the hundreds of people who suffered and died.
Amelia knew she would be caught.

But she had to save them.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You owe me a favor" Amelia was looking almost threateningly at the boy in front of her.

He almost immediatley moved away from her and gave the chair free for her.

Amelia knew this young man from her school and he owed her a favor from the time she had helped him to his job.

The blonde grabbed the microphone and checked to see it was one. She licked her lips, shook her head, knowing it was a bad idea.

Then she spoke.

"Citizens of the Ark! You deserve to know what the council is doing. The prisoners, your children, they're -"

Suddenly there was knocking. Loud threatening knocking. Guards. No...too soon. TOO SOON!
"Dammit" Amelia exclaimed and her eyes flipped to the boy. "You...."

Guards stormed in pointing their weapons at the young girl.
"What the hell is this! We should have a voice!"

"You don't know what you're doing" a man came out from the guards.

"I'm telling the people what they need to hear"

"I liked you Amelia, don't let me do this" The man, who was an older friend of the blondes, took a step forward and motioned for a guard to follow.

Amelia tried to run but soon a shooting pain went through her. One guard had put his electric staff and the now 16-year-old slipped into darkness.

Around her was darkness.
Walls keeping her inside.
One year went by.
And Amelia let Phillip go.
Let him float away...

-~~~~~~~~~~~~

About one year later

The door swung open and Amelia stood up immediatley. "It's not my time!"

"You're going to earth"

The blondes eyes widen but she was ready for this.
She wouldn't let these people die.
She hadn't had the chance to save them a year ago.

So she would save them now.