Prologue

The morning sun woke her from her dreamless sleep. Slowly and almost unwilling she opened her eyes and found herself in the cave she had been living in for the last few months. The cave was hidden somewhere in the deserted part of the forest, in a hollow place in the ground. It was large enough for at least ten people could enter, but due to her isolation she was pretty much the only one who lived and knew about the cave. Her home was simple and was completely surrounded by rocks that let in a little sunlight during the day, except for the entrance that lead to the forest. Her rocky walls were covered in paintings of everything and anything she could think of to draw, making her home more personal and homey than what you would expect. It was not at all luxurious like the way she used to live before, but it was nice in a way. If you overlook the fact that her life was pretty much about surviving on the planet that had been affected by radiation for ninety-seven years after the devastating nuclear war, being able to gather and earn your keep rather than get everything handed to you like her former life had been was wonderful experience. Her old life back at the Ark had been good, but at the same time very smothering. It was a life that had brought nothing but pain and destruction to her and her everyone she loved. Which was why now that she was living on Earth for a year wasn't interested in making contact with the Ark, especially since she was sent down here to be left to die alone.

She shook her head, trying to shake away those old memories. It was no use to think about the past. The only thing she needed to focus about was to survive and live through the harsh environment the Earth presented to her. So she decided not to think about it and instead got out of her sleeping bag and got dressed before she began her day the way she always did, starting to draw in her journal while her back leaning against the cold rock wall. After spending a year on Earth she took every opportunity to capture the scenery she used to admire from a window back at the Ark. The pencil was moving swift and softly against the paper, creating the beautiful picture on how she saw the planet. Despite the dangers the planet, the Grounders and the Reapers gave her, she still loved the scenery and wanted at least something that could pull her away from the memories of the people she lost and the people that betrayed her.

"You should really eat first before you get lost in your own world inside the drawings and doesn't return for a couple of hours, Clarke," a man's low voice said, interrupting her concentration. She turned around and smiles when she saw her only friend and companion, Lincoln, standing there with his hands on his sides. He was a few years older than her with light brown skin, brown eyes and a shaven head. As well as having a muscular body his head, back, chest and arms were covered in tribal tattoos. Lincoln was the only Grounder that trusted her and didn't treat her like a threat like many of the other Grounders that met her and truly believed that Grounders and people like her could live in peace with each other. Their relationship was purely close friends, possibly considered as close as siblings. And she treasured their friendship more than anything, even though she still missed having different company from time to time, especially when Lincoln was gone most of the time to be with his tribe.

"I know, but I just wanted to draw before I have to gather herbs and seaweed for my healing remedies," Clarke replied with one of her rare smiles. "Besides if I had known you were coming I would have asked you to join me."

"Like I'm going to let you be by yourself in the forest," Lincoln shrugged his shoulder. "Where gods know what's out there and without refusing to care any type of weapon other than you knife to defend yourself with."

Clarke rolled her eyes, not bothering to argue with him because in the end she knew that there was no way he was letting her win the discussion. Lincoln was loyal as they come, but he could be very protective of her over trivial things. Such as letting her walk out in the forest on her own, so the worry was almost unnecessary considering that she was mostly on her own due to Lincoln's tribe commitments. However she didn't mention that detail as she closed her journal, picked up her medical bag and put her journal inside before she quickly left the cove and walked up to Lincoln's side.

"So will you join or would you rather hang out here?" Clarke asked with almost playful tone. However she could never truly be happy and playful with anyone, especially after everything she has been through. Still if there was one person who could bring out the comfortable and relaxed person in her, then it was Lincoln.

"Try and stop me," Lincoln replied lightly. They walked out the cove and headed out to the forest.

The day moved on slowly as she and Lincoln went through different parts of the forest, gathering up berries and herbs. However something happened while they were by one of the lakes where one specific seaweed type had its habitat. The first thing that struck them was the loud noise, disturbing the almost mind-breaking silence. Both of them turned around to see in which direction the sound was coming from, however the sound came unexpected from above them. More specifically it was coming from the sky, which was why Clarke had this horrible feeling in her stomach about what could cause that kind of sound and in her mind it was nothing good about it. It was then she saw something appearing in the sky that was coming closer and closer to the ground in high speed. She prayed that her assumption where wrong and that she were only dreaming the fact that a drop ship was about to land on Earth. However her assumption proved right when the drop ship moved passed their location and was heading further down in to the forest.

"Was that…?" Lincoln started to ask, but never got the time to finish because the drop ship met the ground or rather crashed due to the unexpected impact with the ground. Clarke nodded absentminded, before she took off in the direction of where the drop ship had most likely landed.

"Clarke!" Lincoln shouted after her, but she didn't listen or care at the moment because she had to know. She had to know if it was more people from the Ark or it was some other threat. As she ran into the thick forest, passing several trees and boulders on her path, all she could think about was if it was really someone from the Ark, then did this mean that the life support was finally failing as her father predicted and tried to warn the people about before he got floated?

If this was true then everything was about to change. Her only peaceful life was going to be disturbed and she wasn't even sure how much damage it would cause for the Sky People or for the Grounders. More importantly she wasn't sure how the truce she had made with the Grounders was going to work when people from the Ark was going to show up and try and control everything the same way they did back on the Ark.

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Okay, first thing I have to say is that this is is a AU/Canon story, which means it will contain elements of the original story. So I don't own the 100 series and I never will, in other words I disclaim any ownership other than the story.

The idea behind the story have been lingering in my mind for a while and I felt I needed to write it down, but I will comment on that I'm not trying change the entire setting of the series or copy the original series. Kass Morgan has created a wonderful universe with incredible characters and I can never out-win her work, so I'm not even going to try and instead just work it out my own way and see how it goes.

Anyways I hope you guys will like it, so please review, favorite or follow this story.

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