Take A Chance On The Chancellor

[Bellamy Blake]

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THE HELL WE WANT

Chancellor Blake. He was still not accustomed to the title, nor the entire position. But with the murder of Pike . . . the spot was vacant. And alas, Bellamy had been elected. His insecurities in accepting this position were immense. Not long ago, he was deemed 'the enemy'. What if those same people disagreed with his policies? What if they attempted another mutiny? What if his decisions led to the death of their people? So much fear and yet, Bellamy needed to remind himself of one thing: he was what the people needed him to be. Seldom did he ever live for himself. It was always for another and right now, it was for the Arkers. With his newly appointed position, word had spread around and the pin was officially granted to him. When putting it on, he wasn't sure if he felt honored or burdened by it. Perhaps both.

There was much that needed to be done to rebuild Arkadia, to strengthen it . . . to assure the healing of their people. So many wounded, not necessarily physically but emotionally. Mentally. Psychologically. To be void of pain for so long only to have the memories thrust upon you once more, was not easy. But right now, Bellamy was on his way to see a certain someone. Someone whom he had not conversed with, yet had felt strongly relieved to see was alright. Raven. He knew she had something to do with ALIE's defeat, yet he hadn't the chance to know what.

He wanted to thank her. Now whether that was as a friend or Chancellor, he wasn't sure . . . no. A friend. Definitely a friend. He trusted Raven emphatically. And his main objective for going to her now, was to make sure she was alright, as she too had been through quite an ordeal . . . which was an understatement. When he didn't see her at her work station, he tried her apartment, taking a deep breath before lightly knocking on the door. Not enough to wake her if she was sleeping but loud enough to be heard if she was in fact awake.

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Raven sat alone in her room, eyes closed but still very much awake. Her brain whirring, always on in a way it never had been before. A.L.I.E.’s influence on her mind had been great and it showed no sign of wearing off. It had left her unable to get a good night’s sleep though, but she wasn’t too bothered about that. Used to it by now. And she didn’t need to much rest to function. And with the way her mind was different, that word had a whole new meaning to it. She was still discovering all the things she could do now, the new ability to code might only be the beginning and the idea of that…frightened her. But there was also a part of her which, though she refused to acknowledge it, felt almost exhilarated at the notion. She couldn’t help it.

But the biggest change around camp was the election. Chancellor Bellamy Blake, she thought with a smile. Chosen by the people. And she couldn’t think of anyone who would be better suited to the job. They needed him, hell that’s why she’d voted for him. Raven didn’t usually like concerning herself with politics but in this case she’d been more than happy to get involved. She jumped slightly at the knock on the door, so consumed with her own thoughts, before finally standing up and making her way over. “Bellamy,” she greeted him with a smile, hugging him quickly with one arm before standing aside and ushering him in. “Get your ass in here, Mr. Chancellor,” she teased. Because well…she had to. It was Bellamy after all. No matter what he was one of them, one of the people who had to survive it on the ground when they had no one and nothing. They would forever be bonded by that. “This is quite the honour,” she continued, a smirk never leaving her lips. But it did very little to hide the immense pride in her eyes.

Tag: Bellamy Blake