~ Post Episode 4.13 ~

~This is my effort to write a somewhat realistic 5th season… and to provide an outlet for the unknowns of the next season~

Chapter 1

Clarke stood there on full alert, having already taken in all of the risks that might be associated with a foreign ship, landing exactly where she told it to land, and with a label indicating "prisoner transport". She remembered Jackson telling her how Becca had been involved with a mining company that had the nightblood solution tested on it for prisoners. Clarke analyzed the situation quickly into a lost of positives and negatives. Positives being, clearly, the mining technology and the fact the ship had come from space. The overwhelming negative was that these people were hostile. Clarke had to protect Madi at all costs. It wasn't an option. She was fiercly protective and having not seen another human in over 6 years put her, understandably, more on edge. She remembered being in solitary for a year before being put in the drop ship for Earth. Her anxiety was heightened, and she showed it across her face.

Madi had the guns at the ready and fortunately, had no fear. Being alone after praimfaya for so long, and having lost all she knew at the age of six meant that she understood she would have to fight for survive. In Clarke, she had found an ally, a mentor, and a motherly figure – but the loss of her whole world at such a young age made her tough. She knew Clarke, who was desperately hoping to see her family and friends again had the potential to be weak. She saw her desperation many times over their time together: when they first located the bunker and realized the monumental task before them; when she talked about her mother; and of course, every day when she tried to call her friends in the sky. Madi didn't have the type of hope the Clarke did – she had witnesses her entire village perish in praimfaya, and she survived for reasons she didn't understand. Nightblood to her was a curse, not a cure. Madi watched Clarke carefully as the ship appeared to descend and settle onto the charred black earth only a few miles away. She could see that Clarke was so longer feeling sentimental, and that there was a desperate and determined look on her face that stared at the ship that clearly was not what she was expecting. She remembered seeing that face several years ago after praimfaya, when she first met Clarke.

Flashback – 5 Years Ago

Madi was hiding in a tree when she heard a crunch in the soot and ash. She immediately looked in direction it had come from, 50 metres away and two stories down. She hadn't seen a person in over a year, and at only seven years old and having been alone for more than a year, she was not going to show her face. But the stillness of the air betrayed her, and as she breathed, the woman looked up.

Clarke saw a glint of what she thought was an eye, and movement. She started running towards it with her bow and arrow out, clearly believing she was tracking an animal to eat as opposed to a child. Clarke saw the slight movement again, aimed, and let the arrow fly. Madi closed her eyes.

The arrow landed in the charred tree trunk and Madi let out a yelp. Clarke paused with a second arrow loaded – the yelp was decidedly human. Clarke lowered her bow and arrow. "Hello?" "Is there anybody out there?". Madi didn't understand, and was silent. "Heya? Oso throu daun ogeda." Madi stayed silent. Then, she saw the woman pull out some sort of food package and water and offer it to the ground. "Beja, pro." She walked away. Madi waited until she felt safe, ran down, and grabbed the food. Clarke slowly walked into the clearing, and Madi grunted in her direction. "Ogeda."