Okay so yes this is a new fic. I think I like the idea of having more than one running so I'm going to try two – Don't worry I haven't given up on the other one I just had a brain wave.

I'm not sure where the idea came from, I was just watching the episode where Lincoln was being tortured and then this! Also I really should have been revising for English Literature XD

Anyone that's read my other AU's know that I often update on Wednesdays because I have the day off but exams are in 5/6 weeks so revision will soon be heating up however after that I am indeed on holiday so updates will hopefully be more regular.

For anyone that's read 'But You're Lost On The Road To Misery' then you know I love me some angst, music and long drawn out fighting chapters ;)

So this is basically a 'what if Lexa was in Lincoln's place in season 1 and found Clarke at the bottom of that cliff?' She's still commander but I'm just basically rewriting the 100 with Lexa/Clarke in Lincoln/Octavia's place haha :)

Also the abuse that Bellarke fans are giving Clexa fans and Clexa fans are giving Bellarke fans are really starting to grate on my nerves. Why can't we all just sit back and appreciate that the show is what it is? I love Clexa but it's called the 100… I just hate that a few shippers are giving a bad name to the rest of us. I was going to leave it but then I saw a Bellarke fan tweeting about Clexa shippers saying how we're abusive to Jason and over-enthusiastic to Alycia and Eliza. Then there were some horrible replies from Clexa fans and then Bellarke fans abusing them in return and so forth… It's just an endless cycle and it's not needed. I want to be able to search Clexa without seeing arguments and abusive tweets from both sides! That's all I ask. I don't want Clexa shippers to get a bad name from a few people that decide to go all Godzilla on Bellarke shippers and vice versa I don't believe Bellarke shippers want that either. Surely if anything all this waring is just going put the writers off our ships? I'm thrilled that Clexa happened and I love it when Bellarke fans say they're happy for us, it's really nice, and yeah my ship heart would break if Clexa fell apart (duuuur it did? We're all in mourning) but if Bellarke happened I wouldn't send them abuse, I'd be happy for them… And Bellarke and Clexa fans trolling youtube fan vids is also incredibly annoying. I don't want hate for this I'm just trying to reach out here because neither side is innocent we all give as good as we get. Just think about it yeah? Bellarke fans how would you feel if you got abuse if Bellarke happened and Clexa if Bellarke happened and pushed Clexa to the side? Just think. Please.

Aaaaaaaanyway rant over – please enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I will go down with this ship, I own nothing

Wars have no memory, and nobody has the courage to understand them until there are no voices left to tell what happened, until the moment comes when we no longer recognize them and they return, with another face and another name, to devour what they left behind.

CARLOS RUIZ ZAFON, The Shadow of the Wind

The world didn't end in a ring of fire, or a flood and nor did it end in the nuclear warfare. The world ended with a simple pod. A simple fiery pod breaking through the atmosphere and tearing through the sky as it in turn teared unknowingly through Clarke's momentary paradise.

It wasn't Raven's fault and Clarke couldn't blame her even if she tried, why would she? The only thing Clarke felt towards Raven was guilt. Guilt that she had slept with Finn, guilt that Raven still didn't know and guilt that she had, unintentionally, torn apart Raven's only family.

She wanted to blame Finn; she really did. But ultimately the only person she could blame was herself. Clarke had only her own foolishness to blame for what had happened down in that bunker. They had become careless in their freedom and maybe she did feel something for Finn but that was no reason to jump straight into bed with him.

Still that didn't mean she wanted to forgive Finn. She might, when Raven too was made aware, but right now Finn just caused her heart to ache and she didn't want to even attempt to consider what that might mean. Not even a little.

Clarke sighed and kicked again uselessly at the pebbles beneath her feet. They had been looking for the radio for at least a few hours and they were no closer to finding it. She knew Bellamy's actions had been driven by fear but that didn't change the fact that, because of him, 300 people would be sacrificed on the Ark. That wouldn't be enough though and Clarke knew that. Looking over to Bellamy who was watching the proceedings with masked worry she realised that the full repercussions of his actions were starting to settle in.

The splashing of feet from behind her alerted her to the presence of another but she didn't need to look to know who it was.

Finn swallowed and looked round to Raven who was attempting to push back a boulder before turning to Clarke, "I'm sorry, I should have told you about her"

"Forget it" She mumbled, looking further down the river for any signs of the radio.

She attempted to move away but he pulled her back slightly, "Please, I care about her, but me and you… we started something"

Clarke spun to face him and he stumbled back, "Nothing we can't finish. Like you said, you needed someone and I was around, passively cute"

She spat the last words out forcing him to take a few more steps back. He opened his mouth in protest but was cut off by the cry of triumph behind them. Pushing past him Clarke made her way over and was met by Raven, Bellamy and Octavia.

Raven was looking at the radio and Clarke could see by her face that it wasn't good, "Shit" She mumbled as the back came off in her hands.

"Will it work?"

Raven shrugged and met Clarke's gaze, "Maybe but it'll take all day just to dry out the parts to see what's broken"

Finn had arrived and pushed past them over to Bellamy shouting, "Happy now?"

Bellamy's face remained impassive and he shoved Finn off of him, "I helped you find the radio"

"Yeah well if it wasn't for you we wouldn't have had to look for it" Clarke bit back.

He shut up at that and Finn looked relatively satisfied before catching Clarke's look. They looked back to Raven who was shaking her head in thought. Her head suddenly whipped up to meet them and she looked to Clarke.

"We don't have to talk to the Ark, we just have to let them know we're down here, right?"

"Well yeah" They all shared confused glances, "But how are we going to do that with no radio?"

Raven smiled, "I have an idea"

XoXoXoX

Finn attempted to speak to Clarke three more times after the river incident. The first time she ignored him, the second time she made sure they were in earshot of Bellamy and Octavia but the third time he caught her unawares.

They were at Raven's pod and Clarke was watching mechanic boss everyone around when Finn pulled her to one side.

"Can we please just talk about this?"

Clarke pushed his arm away and made sure Raven hadn't noticed, "I don't really feel like talking about it Finn"

"Please Clarke"

He was pleading with her but it just reminded her too much of Wells and that wound was still fresh.

"No" She said simply and turned away from him, refusing to speak anymore.

Wells had pleaded, turned out to be innocent, and then died. So her anger moved to her mother but she was currently on the Ark and there was no real way for Clarke to convey her anger. The wristband had only delayed it but now she had a new target. Maybe she was being unfair to Finn but she really didn't have time to deal with this on top of their other issues. They're priority was talking to the Ark; it had to be.

"Clarke can you come help me?"

She agreed just for a reason to leave Finn standing there. Unfortunately Raven seemed to notice her weakly disguised anger and mistook it for doubt.

"What's wrong?"

"Well…" Her gaze flittered to Finn for a second, No, "Even if we get the rockets to take off, will they even see them from the Ark?"

Raven shrugged in agreement, "It's all about altitude, cloud cover and we're relying on the fact that they'll be watching but… I know your mum will be watching"

She seemed to have deemed her mum as some kind of god and Clarke didn't want to dispel that right now… So she said nothing but Raven didn't miss the way her lips pursed at the mention of Abby nor the way her muscles clenched.

XoXoXoX

She hadn't planned on being alone it had just happened. Walking back from the Pod Finn had, once again, attempted to talk. Her patience had been wearing thin all day and he was the cause of most of that. Finn had ignored her warning of staying away and she was starting to wish they'd left him at the drop ship.

It was the sixth attempt that did it.

Pushing him to the side she stormed away from him and the rest of the group. Ignoring the way her stomach tightened or the hairs on the back of her neck went up she just ploud on through the vegetation.

The snap of a twig brought her out of her daze. She turned her head expecting to have been followed by Finn or Bellamy but instead found nobody.

Clarke finally took notice of the fear coursing through her body and propelled herself forward, ignoring the path they set and ignoring the increasing steps behind her.

She broke through to a clearing and found herself at the top of a cliff. Looking over the edge she attempted to reason that she could make it if she eased herself down but another crack from behind her shoved that out of her mind.

Allowing fear to push her forward she attempts to ease herself down. Clarke made it to the first rock when her foot slipped and she was flung forward down the cliff.

She felt her leg hit a rock awkwardly and a sickening crunch shot through her knee. Crying out she attempted to stabilize herself to no avail. She felt her body spin in mid-air and blacked out the moment her head collided with a protruding rock.

XoXoXoX

The sounds of explosions pulled her from sleep and she blinked through the darkness but could see nothing. Raising her head she watched as another explosion lit the tree line in pink light.

But that wasn't the only thing.

Kneeling in front of her was a dark form. The figure moved and the light revealed the black cloak tide by a corset which hung over grey pants and boots. It moved again and this time a face formed in front of her.

Another explosion ignited the face and Clarke gasped through the haze of her mind.

A cold face, eyes coved in black streaks and hair pulled back behind her.

There was only one word Clarke remembered forming before everything faded into black. Fuck.

So this is the first chapter. I hope you all enjoyed and if you haven't already then please take a look at my first Clexa fanfic :)

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