Six years and seven days. 2,199 days since Clarke has seen a single person from before. She either lost them to the sky or to the ground and they were too far to be reached. Still, every day she radioed to the Ark in hopes someone would pick up. No one ever did.
By this point, her hair was much shorter and there were pink streaks in it. She had aged but still looked the same. She caught glimpses of herself only rarely but she was still able to recognize herself.
She would've been completely lost and alone if it wasn't for the child she found after year two. Clarke had searched far and wide looking for people to help dig out her friends and mother in the bunker buried beneath the rubble of Polis. All she found was destruction; homes torn apart by the massive waves of Praimfaya, bodies left scorched by its heat, and memories too painful to be relived. Then things changed when she found a little girl. This girl, Maddie, gave her hope for seeing the people she loves again. She reminded her that there was still good and that she wasn't alone; not only was Maddie another living person after the destruction of the Earth, she was a Nightblood. The Earth had been safe to live on again for over a year now but there was definitely an advantage to being a Nightblood as they could withstand the radiation shall it ever return.
The Griffin told stories to Maddie of what the Ark was like and how there were 101 kids to come down from the sky to inhabit the Earth. She told them of how they were not alone. There were stories of the Grounders, Mount Weather, the Ice Nation, but more importantly, there were stories of friendship and love. She told her of the fierce Commander that brought the clans together; how green met blue with eyes and views. Maddie was curious, of course, so Clarke obliged.
"Was she tough like you?" Maddie asked.
"Even tougher. She fought with swords and knives, and even her bare hands. She held the weight of the world on her shoulders and she never tripped up. She was special," Clarke answered with a tear in her eye.
She told Maddie about the mechanic that saved their asses countless times. She told her that her name was Raven and she was the strongest, most badass person she ever met. Raven was the only reason they were able to survive most of their challenges, including the few that got to return to the sky when Praimfaya hit. The two women had their moments when they didn't get along, but Clarke considered Raven to be one of her best friends in the end. Raven was, by far, Maddie's favorite person to hear stories about. She pictured a woman with a weird face mask on, an orange jumpsuit made out of unbreakable materials, and a smile that shined so bright it put the stars to shame.
"She's a Spacewalker." Clarke spoke.
It was an average day for Clarke and Maddie until there was a loud boom in the sky. Clarke told Maddie to start loading the guns as she jumped out of the back of the Rover they lived in. Aiming her rifle towards the noise, she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the rocket that was launched into the sky six years and seven days ago returning to the ground. "Maddie!" Clarke kept her eye on the rocket, tracking it to see where it was going to land, "stop what you're doing and start the Rover!"
After the pair drove for only fifteen minutes, they were able to get to where the rocket had landed about ten minutes prior. Clarke shut off the engine and told the young girl to stay in the vehicle for now just in case. She kept her rifle slung around her shoulder, a pistol holstered on her left leg as she approached. The door of the rocket opened and her mouth nearly dropped when she saw someone step out and take their helmet off.
"Raven?" she asked, mistrusting of her own eyes.
