Everyone please read: This fanficiton is not my own but I really really loved it and I cried my eyes out so I thought maybe other people would want to read it as well! It's from somewhere on tumblr and it was originally a Glee fanficition that was converted to a Camren fancfiction and I have now changed it to a Clexa story. If this is your work and you don't want my version on the internet, message me ASAP and I'll take it down straight away.
I don't mean to break any rules, I just thought people would appreciate being able to read it in the form of a 100 fanficition with Clexa.
Disclaimer: This work isn't mine and neither are the characters who belong to the amazing writers and show runners of the 100. And obviously the original writer who I am unable to find the name of.
Please enjoy! I should be able to update really quickly because I'm only converting it and adding a few of my own scenes along the way.
Polis, Present Day.
Raven and Octavia happened to be in town the same day. Both of them brought flowers, Raven brought white lilies and Octavia brought pink roses. When they saw each other at the entrance, they flashed each other a surprised look followed by a quick smile.
"Hey. I didn't know you were going to be here." Raven said.
"Yeah, it's crazy, isn't it?" Octavia replied. "Are you here for…"
"Yeah." Raven cut her off before she could say anymore. The two walked along side each other down the stone path, passing a fountain before continuing to speak.
"What brings you back to Polis?" Raven asked.
"Oh, you know…it's…" Octavia trailed off.
"The anniversary." the older girl finished. Octavia smiled sadly at the ground, trying so hard not to tear up.
"It's been, what, five years since then?"
"Yeah. Five years." Raven replied. "How's Lincoln doing?"
"Lincoln's going for his masters. He has a huge assignment due otherwise he would be here." Octavia stated. "We finally got an apartment together once he got his teaching fellowship." Raven smiled at the thought.
"I never thought Lincoln would even get past college."
"He's really passionate about education. Something about following in his father's footsteps, I guess." Octavia explained.
"And you're still working on that album?"
"I'm taking a break, for now at least. But I'm looking to get it finished before the year ends" Octavia flashed a hopeful grin in Raven's direction.
"I hope you do. You were the most passionate out of all of us." Raven touched her shoulder gently and the brunette welcomed the warmth of her fingers. It was such a cold day out, nothing surprising given that it was November but it was perhaps this day in particular that made it especially bitter.
"How's Bellamy?"
"Oh, you know, out travelling the world. Last I heard he was somewhere in Tennessee. He sends postcards every now and then and I get to call him during the evenings if he isn't busy."
"That sounds exactly like my brother. He seems to be doing well." Octavia said. "I mean, it was always his dream ever since he was little…" Raven stopped mid-step, causing Octavia to stumble forward a little. "Raven?" the once tanned girl's skin had turned a deathly grey and her mouth dropped. Octavia had never seen a look so scared and so surprised on her face before. She followed her gaze forward and nearly dropped her flowers when she saw what Raven was so focused on.
"Oh my god." The younger girl whispered. "It can't be…"
A woman in a tan trench coat stood about a hundred feet ahead with her back facing the two of them. Her hair was about waist length, long and curled with tiny braids running throughout it. She held a bouquet of yellow daisies in her arms, cradled like it was a child. She knelt down and put the flowers on the soft grass in front of the tomb stone. She rested her head against the tomb stone and put one hand on it. Raven heard her whisper something.
"I've missed you…" The woman said.
"Raven…" Octavia grabbed her arm. "Raven…that's…"
"Shut up…I know." Raven hissed. She thought back to a conversation she had with
Bellamy two days ago.
It was 3 in the morning when Bellamy called her. She looked at her cellphone angrily.
"What?" She demanded, putting the phone to her ear.
"Raven. I saw her." He said urgently.
"Her?" Raven asked.
"Rae, I saw her. She's here. I talked with her for all of three seconds. Babe, she's alive and she's well." Raven suddenly got a lot more awake.
"Are you serious? We haven't seen or heard from her in years." Raven hissed.
"I think she's going back to Polis. She acted like she didn't even know who I was. She just said 'I don't know who you're talking about' and left. But I know it was her. She hasn't changed since…since then." Raven felt her blood run cold. Bellamy's words trickled in syllable by syllable and she closed her eyes to absorb it all.
"Are you sure?" She demanded.
"I overheard her talking with the bartender asking how long it took to get from here to Polis."
"Oh my god."
"Rae, you need to get on a plane to Polis right now. If she's going back, this could be our only chance." Rave turned on her laptop and booked the soonest flight she could find, despite the fact that it cost a good fortune for being so last minute and business class too. But money was the last thing on her mind. A thousand thoughts flew through her brain and she tried to sort through them all.
We haven't seen her since she ran away.
What the hell has she been doing? Does she know we've been worried sick about her?
Why is she coming back to Polis after all this time away?
Should I call the others? Oh god…I don't even know what to say to her on the off chance I see her there.
And then Raven realized what it was that was bringing her back to Polis and she dropped her cellphone. Bellamy on the other end kept saying "hello" but Raven pressed the red button. She let her head fall into her hands and she cried while the website registered her flight.
The impossible was happening right now. That same girl that vanished so many years ago was kneeling in front of the gravestone. Raven took a few steps forward, not sure what to say and all too afraid that saying anything at all would scare her away again.
"We need to think about this. Oh god. Oh god." Octavia whispered.
"Now is not the time to be freaking out, Blake." Raven snapped.
"You two are about as subtle as a screaming child." The woman chuckled, standing up.
"You think I couldn't hear you from a mile away, breathing through your mouths like that?" She turned around. Raven held her breath and planted her feet firmly into the ground, prepared to stop the woman if she tried to make a break for it. The woman in front of her noticed her stance.
"Relax." She said, putting up her hand. "I'm not going anywhere. I trust Bellamy told you about his little meeting with me?"
"Where have you been these past few years?" Octavia asked. The woman shrugged.
"Physically? Everywhere. Emotionally? With her." She motioned back towards the gravestone. "Still am." She added sadly. Octavia fought the urge to hug her. She could tell that it wouldn't have done any good. Raven on the other hand walked right over to her, put the flowers down beside the yellow daisies and slapped her hard. Her cold hand left a quickly reddening mark on the other woman's cheek.
"You act like nothing has happened." Raven yelled.
"Raven!" Octavia exclaimed. The woman smirked.
"And?"
"You left us four years and nine months ago, precisely three months after it happened. You left all of us, floundering at our stupid school championship game, worried to death about where you were, what you were doing, if you had…" Raven trailed off.
"Died?" The woman finished. "Like I said, emotionally, I'm with her."
"Don't give me that." Raven's eyes narrowed dangerously. "We all lost her, okay?"
"You didn't lose her like I did!" The woman shouted, then as if startled by her own anger, clasped a hand over her mouth and turned away. Her forest green eyes clouded with pain and sadness, tears threatening to spill over. "You didn't…you didn't love her like I did."
"I'm sorry…" Raven touched her shoulder.
"Just…just go. Leave your flowers and go."
"No. I want us to talk. I don't want you disappearing again without telling us anything. You're our friend and I'd rather go to hell than let you do that to us again." Raven demanded.
"Please, just talk to us. You owe us that much. Let's just go for coffee…and after that…you can do whatever you want." Octavia pleaded. Raven whipped around. She was not going to be satisfied with just that but the other girl looked at her with eyes that said, "let's take it slow…"
"Fine. Just coffee." The woman replied. "But give me a minute here, okay?" Raven looked at her sceptically. "I promise I won't run off. If you're worried, my car is out front, the silver one, okay? I won't run away." Raven nodded and turned around. Octavia walked up and put her flowers to the left of the others. She gave the woman a sad smile and hugged her, despite her earlier conclusion. To her surprise, the woman didn't push her away and Octavia took it as an acceptance.
Together, the two walked back to the entrance. As soon as they disappeared from view, the woman turned back around. She stuck her hand in her pockets and knelt down again.
"Hey." She whispered, tracing the letters on the grave. "I'm sorry I didn't visit for so long. It's me, Clarke. It's Lexa."
What does everyone think?
I intend to write a few of my own scenes so that it fits in with the characters personalities and the 100 universe better.
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