The 100 didn't know a thing about surviving. How could they? They were children, teenagers, criminals, send to earth to die.
Clarke knew that and everybody else did too, but no one wanted to say it out loud.
The camp was unorganized and they needed food, water and guns, and neither was easy to find.
Bellamy went off with Finn, Murhy , Wells and two others to find guns.
Clarke was relieved he took Wells with him because ever since their arrival on earth he wouldn't let her alone.
He constantly followed and wanted to talk to her.
Wells would tell her that he didn't say anything and nothing to do with the death of her father but she wouldn't believe him, - she couldn't.
So when the boys left to find supplies, Clarke took her chance to go on a search for food by herself.
She didn't tell anyone because they would just tell her that she was foolish to go out.
So she went into the woods and headed to the north.
It felt like hours before she found some berries and nuts that she knew weren't poisonous.
Clarke filled her bag and was about to head back to camp when she heard voices talking in the distance.
The Skygirl took off into the direction of those when she stepped on a twig which made a loud noise when it split in halves.
Suddenly four huge, muscular and armed men stood in front of her .
She felt something cold against her throat only to finf out a moment later that it was a spear pointed at her.
Clarke was frozen in place and about to scream when everything went black.
Cave in the woods
Clarke woke up with a throbbing feeling in her head and found it difficult to sit up.
As she opened her eyes, she saw the stone walls of a cave and the light of a fire flickering somewhere.
Clarke looked around and was startled when she noticed a figure sitting next to her.
"Where am I? What happened?" she looked around again and saw a girl lying on the ground with blood dripping down her torso.
Next to her the person stood up and walked over to the smaller girl.
"You're here because of your people my second is injured."
The figure turned around and Clarke could now make out the features of them. A tall, slender woman with blonde hair with some braids in it.
She looked a few years older than Clarke herself and her eyes were a dark brown.
Clarke eyed the woman and tried to make sense of what she was told but she didn't get it.
"Wait, what are you talking about?" she asked and saw as the older blonde's eyes narrowed before she answered.
"Your people shot us. Two of my warriors are dead and one injured. Your people are going to pay for that. Jus drein jus daun. Blood must have blood."
Clarke couldn't wrap her head around all of this.
"I'm sorry for all of this but you don't have to do this. No more people have to die. We could all live in peace without spilling any more blood. We could start, I'm Clarke and who are you?"
The older woman eyed her skeptically, "My name is Anya. I'm the leader of my village and one of the Heda's generals."
Clarke looked at the woman in awe.
"It's nice to meet you Anya."
That was when she remembered the injured girl and rose to her feet.
"I could help her." She gestured to the girl, "I'm a healer and have already treated some of my people with injuries like this."
Anya nodded and took a step back to let her pass. Clarke walked over to the girl and really looked at her for the first time.
"How old is she?" found she herself asking.
Anya looked at her while she answered.
"Her name is Tris. She will be 15 in a month."
Clarke nodded her head to show she was listening while examining the wound.
She looked up, "I need some water, a bandage and a knife."
Anya nodded and send two guards to get the items. After coming back and handing the things over Clarke began to clean the wound with the water, then she took the knife and made a cut right through the bullet wound.
Next she hold the wound open and took with two fingers the bullet out.
Clarke looked at Anya and gave her the knife.
"Could you please hold it in the fire and give it to me again? I need to close the wou-"
Before she could finish the sentence Tris lost consciousness and Clarke started CPR.
"I need you to heat it up now."
She pumped one more time before Tris suddenly inhaled sharply and shot up into a sitting position.
The guards, including Anya, stared at her with wide eyes and open mouthes.
Clarke took the knife, burnt the wound to close it and turned her attention back to Anya after she bandaged Tris' torso. She saw their shocked expressions.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
Anya snapped out of it first and looked into Clarke's eyes with wonder.
"You brought her back from the dead."
Clarke shrugged and looked a little sheepishly.
"I just pumped her blood for her heart to start bit again. It's nothing big."
The guards looked at her with respect and impressement shining in their eyes.
"So" the left one began, "cool", and was cut off by the other one. Later she would find out that the twins' names were Trent and Dell.
Anya cleared her throat to get the attention of the Skygirl again.
"You saved Tris' life. She owes you a blood dept. You'll come with us back to my village where it'll be decided how the dept will be paid."
All Clarke could do was nod at that point. She didn't want to go back to the camp with almost a hundred of children. Everyone in there just did what they wanted without even listening to what she had to say.
It didn't matter to her what were to happen with them, as long as she would live and could help the people in Anya's village, she was happy.
-Aly