Disclaimer: I only own the plot. I do not own any of the Original 100 characters.

Author's Note: Please let me know what you think. This is my first time really taking a stab at writing any type of fantasy or dramatic scenes. I have a big idea for this story, but would love to hear what you all think! Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Living

The wind blew causing all the debris to rustle around almost like a miniature tornado. A brunette stood there, watching with an intense look in her eyes. Her mind replayed the events that eventually led to this destruction and chaos that was once considered her home.

"Lexa, we are all clear" whispered a voice snapping her back to reality. Lexa nodded slightly, her eyes still roaming the now empty city. Her hands touched the earpiece in her left ear as she whispered, "Copy, meet me at our spot" With that, she turned and climbed down quickly before jumping off the pile of cars that lay flipped and stacked on top of one another. She walked slowly, carefully observing her surroundings before she finally saw her brunette partner waiting impatiently.

"There you are Lexa. Could you walk any slower?" asked her counterpart.

"Octavia if It were up to me, I'd still be up there." Smirked Lexa. Octavia sighed before quieting down.

"You know if Titus saw you doing that, he'd make you run laps for another 6 hours, right?" Lexa stayed smirking causing Octavia to sigh once again. "Anything new?"

Lexa shook her head "Still empty." She looked away, frustration evident on her face for just a moment before she took a deep breath.

Octavia stepped towards her and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Maybe they were wrong. You know how unreliable Mooner's can be." Lexa nodded at this, but Octavia could tell she didn't fully believe it. "Should we radio in to headquarters?"

With one last look, she nodded, "Go ahead" Octavia walked away and starts speaking into her headset, while Lexa remained in place. She couldn't stop thinking about the words that the Mooner had spoken to her. It just didn't make any sense and she was more than positive that they were in the correct area. She was deep in thought when a noise interrupted her. Her head spun quickly and her eyes trained on the abandoned building at the end of the street.

"Octavia" She called in her earpiece. She walked slowly towards the sound, attempting to pinpoint the location. Her eyes stared at a door that now stood open.

"What is it Lexa."

"We aren't alone" she replied calmly, her eyes unwavering. "Radio Base, I'm going in" Within seconds, she heard a popping sound and quiet footsteps beside her.

"Seriously Lexa, we are partners. We go in together"

"Don't slow me down" She smirked.

"Psh. As if" scoffed Octavia.

They walked slowly around the building, looking for another entrance. With her eyes closed, Octavia took out a metal item from her holster and flicked it at the building.

"The windows are blocked" Lexa stated after carefully examining them.

"There's no other way in." replied Octavia. Suddenly they heard a loud noise causing Octavia's eyes to fly open.

"We need to go in now" Lexa answered urgently. Without hesitation, she ran to the door that was already open. Behind her stood Octavia who's eyes were looking around cautiously. She whispered something and stared at her metal object before her eyes widened.

"Downstairs." She whispered.

The inside was covered in a thick layer of dust, cobwebs and fresh blood. Lexa's eyes stared at the clear footprints on the floor.

"Zombies" she stated as she quickly noted the patterns of the prints.

"They look like…newborn prints" replied Octavia hesitantly. "But-" A loud scream echoed the halls causing both girls to stiffen.

With one last look at each other they ran through the hall and down the stairs. The door looked like it had been forced open and was splattered in blood. They sprinted down the stairs and through the hall until they finally spotted an open door. They could hear more voices clearly shouting. Without any hesitation, Lexa ran forward.

Her eyes immediately spotted two newborns dead on the floor before following the path of destruction. She could feel Octavia's presence behind her and knew her back was protected. The noise had died down and all that could be heard were harsh whispers. Both girls slowly creeped through the open door. With a nod, Lexa kicked the door open and flew into the room. The sight before them froze both girls briefly. Lexa stared at the figure standing in front of the bed, her blonde hair was in disarray and you could see some traces of red in it. The blonde girl's eyes were trained on Lexa's and if looks could kill, Lexa would be on the floor.

"What do you want? Who are you?!" She snarled.

"Lexa" whispered Octavia as she focused on the individual in the bed. He was a little boy no more than 10 years. His body was moving uncontrollably and his face looked to be scrunched in pain. With one look at each other Lexa and Octavia ran forward.

"Octavia, hold him down." Lexa ordered

"Get off of him!" screamed the girl. She tried to push Octavia and instead was met face to face with piercing green eyes.

"We are trying to help" replied Lexa, emphasizing every word as she stared into the girls blue eyes. "Back off" The girl slumped her shoulders defeated and nodded. "Now, how long has he been seizing?" Asked Lexa, her face blank.

"Maybe 1 minute!" replied the girl, "He's epileptic, this happens often. We just have to let it pass"

"What's his name?" Asked Octavia.

"Aden. I'm Clarke" Clarke looked back and forth at both girls, before settling her gaze on Lexa.

Lexa was staring carefully at Aden, her hand hovering over his shaking body slightly only moving every few seconds until it was above his face. Her eyes scrunched for a moment before her features became completed relaxed. Her dark green eyes, now a shade of teal as she stared at Aden. Clarke watched in shock as an orange energy absorbed into Lexa's hand. To her amazement, Aden's body slowly stopped moving and his face was no longer carrying a pained expression.

"What the—"

"We have to get him back to base" said an expressionless Lexa.

"Base? Who are you people? What the hell did you just do to my brother?"

"Clarke Is it?" asked Octavia, "We just stopped his seizure."

"What- but how?"

"Look Clarke, we need to get your brother back to base to make sure he's okay. Your location has been compromised and you are no longer safe. Are you coming or not?" Asked Lexa. Her face still showed that same blank look.

"But-" Before Clarke could finish, she was interrupted by a loud banging.

"They're back." Lexa said stoically, "Octavia, there's no time. Take Aden to the medic on base. We will hold them off until you return." Without hesitation, Octavia grabbed the sleeping boy and flicked the metal stick in her pocket; they were gone.

"Where did she take my brother!" asked Clarke angrily.

"He is safe for now." Replied Lexa, "I can't say the same for us though." The noise became more distinct and Lexa peeked through the door, hoping to get a count of their enemy. She shut the door and placed a chair under the knob. "That should stall them" she replied as she flung her hand at the knob, allowing a green static to hit the knob.

"What…are you?" for the first time, Clarke saw Lexa smile.

"That's a question for another time" replied Lexa, "Do you have a weapon?"

"Just this" shrugged Clarke. She held a bloodied bat in one hand and a small knife in the other. She pointed downwards until I saw a gun in her holster and a small holster full of throwing knives "My gun ran out of bullets during the last attack."

"I See. We'll be fine." Replied Lexa.

"How many did you see"

"I can't know for sure, but I heard at least 11 different foot shuffles"

"11?" gulped Clarke.

"Again, I can't be sure" replied Lexa as if sensing Clarke's discomfort.

"Are you always this stiff?"

"Are you always this loud?" replied Lexa nonchalantly earning a glare from Clarke.

"Believe me, you haven't seen me loud" smirked Clarke. Lexa was almost tempted to face Clarke, but decided against it. She had a job to do and she needed to make sure it was done right. The door started to shake with all of the pressure against it, however as expected it held. Suddenly the door knob started to moved, surprising both girls.

"You know, I thought Zombies were supposed to be dumb." Said Clarke, her mouth still ajar from her shock. "So when did they learn to open doors?"

"They're…not supposed to know." Lexa answered. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for the impending battle.

"Shit" with the doorknob being held to the right, the zombies pushed against the door roughly causing the chair to shake.

"Get ready" said Lexa calmly. "As they enter I will attack each one. They will most likely try and enter with as many as they can fit through the frame. My attacks will work for a little while, but with too many I won't be able to concentrate hard enough for my attack to be strong enough to kill them. When that happens, you need to attack them. Remember to aim for the head. Hopefully Octavia will be here soon.

"You have no weapon though" At her comment, Lexa only smirked before turning back to the door. It felt like an eternity before the chair broke allowing the door to burst open. Clarke's eyes widened at the attackers, however, Lexa seemed calmer than ever. The zombies charged through the door and were instantly hit with a bolt of what looked to be green electricity. Clarke looked amazed at Lexa before turning back to the zombies. The first few had fallen on top of one another, but more just kept attempting to enter the room. Lexa concentrated hard and kept aiming the bolts at each, watching them fall.

"How are you doing that?" asked Clarke in wonder.
Lexa ignored her question and remained focused on the targets. The zombies were getting increasingly smarter and she wasn't sure if she could keep firing at them by herself. Her main concern wasn't her power, but the awareness of the zombies. Usually they would all move like a stampede, storming at you making it easier to pick each one off. This time, she had small groups running into the room, some even ducking her throws which only made it harder to aim properly.

"Lexa" whispered a panicked Clarke. Lexa tried not to break her concentration, but the blonde next to her was becoming persistent. Suddenly, a knife flew towards the wall closest to Lexa where a head was sticking out of. "They're breaking through the walls!"

"I can see that" snarled Lexa. She looked around the small bedroom for a way out. There wasn't anywhere for them to go. "We need to hold them off long enough for Octavia to get you."

"Have you ever seen them do this?" asked Clarke. She wasn't panicking, but her expression held one of surprise and concern.

"No" Lexa replied bluntly. She had never seen zombies think strategically and at this moment she couldn't allow herself to succumb to fear. She had a job to do and wouldn't stop until completed.

"What's the plan?" asked Clarke as she threw another knife. Lexa watched as the knife lodged itself into the last zombie. Her aim was nearly perfect. She looked over to Clarke and for the first time really looked at her. Her blue eyes held this passion that she'd never seen before. Her expression seemed so concentrated and she couldn't help but admire Clarkes features. She shook her head at these thoughts and looked around carefully.

"Stab the fallen in the head. Then we can move the bodies and create a barrier" Answered Lexa. "Also, you might want to retrieve your knives." Clarke only nodded before moving forward to grab her knives. Lexa followed Clarke closely. So many unanswered questions were going through her head, but she knew she couldn't allow herself to think about them; not yet. She took her knife out and stabbed the nearest zombie. She could not take any chances. If more come, she and Clarke wouldn't be able to defend themselves against a new swarm and the old ones that littered the floor around them.

"I can't believe these were once people" whispered Clarke. She could feel Clarke's eyes on her back, but didn't want to look at her. Instead she nodded. A glass breaking broke them out of their thoughts. Lexa shot up at the noise.

"We've got company" Whispered Clarke.

"No Shit." Replied a frustrated Lexa. She could feel her energy still recouping and didn't know if she could take on another horde by herself. There were already at least 20 bodies surrounding her. "Quick. Make sure all the bodies around us have been stabbed in the brain. We can't have them coming back"

Clarke nodded before continuing to stab as many as she could. Lexa started dragging as many as she could towards the entrance of the door, creating a blockade where the now shredded door was.

"We need to find a way out of here" Clarke said through gritted teeth.

"I'm working on it" snapped Lexa.

"Might want to work a bit harder" snapped Clarke back.

"I don't see you coming up with any plans, Clarke" snarled Lexa. She continued scanning the area. "What's on the other side of that wall?"

"The kitchen" replied Clarke.

"Damn. It's too risky. I don't know if any of them are on the other side. Worse I could hit a pipe or gas line. We don't need any gas explosions"

"How do you know there's a gas line?"

"All electricity in the outlands was shut off. Only a gas stove would work and I'm guessing you needed the stove to cook." Lexa responded dryly.

"So we are stuck here?" asked Clarke.

"Looks like it. There's no windows in here. Essentially we are trapped in an ugly brick box underground"

"Well I'm sorry. Next time I'm trapped by a horde, I'll make sure It's in a room much more to your liking." Retorted Clarke.

"That's very considerate of you."

"Seriously"

"Well I hate to interrupt, but-"

"What the hell took you so long" Snapped Lexa.

"No offense, but you seemed fine without me here" replied Octavia as she took in her surroundings, "Plus I thought we could use some company" she answered gesturing to the person behind her.

"Bellamy" Lexa nodded at him.

"Lexa" he laughed. "She leaves you alone for 15 minutes and you decide to take on a horde?"

"I was bored?" Clarke watched their interactions almost surprised to hear Lexa's tone change. She wondered what their back story was and how exactly did they find her and Aden. At the mention of his name, she felt an emptiness In the put of her stomach.

"Umm, could we get back to my brother please?" asked a frustrated Clarke. "Was he okay? Where is he?"

"Oh right. Sorry. Bell can you take Clarke to base?" asked Octavia.

"Oct-"

"Now" answered Lexa. Her eyes were back to their normal fierce dark green.

"Fine." He walked towards Clarke and grabbed her hand before they disappeared. The noises in the hallway were growing louder.

"I have a feeling no one will believe me if I don't do this." Laughed Octavia as she pulled out an old camera. Lexa smirked slightly as she watched her roommate take photos. "Alright Lex. Let's get you back" Lexa only nodded before closing her eyes slightly. "And next time, when I tell you that you should sleep before we scavenge, please listen." Was the last thing Lexa heard before she blacked out.