Title: The Commander's Slave
Chapter Rating: Teen (T)
Fandom: The 100
Pairing: Lexa/Clarke
Prompt(s): Apocalypse/Dystopian AU from the-100-femslash on tumblr
Beta: hrecognizeitforwhatitis-weakness on tumblr
Warning: Extremely AU
Summary: Lexa buys Clarke at the Mountain Men's annual food and slave sell. The grounders eat human flesh. The Mountain Men grow humans on the Ark and then have them sent down to be sold as food, but Lexa decides to keep Clarke for some special purpose. (Lexa/Clarke) one-shot
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"She is pretty enough, but no muscle." Lexa pocked at the blonde's none existent muscles. She was a twig compared to her men. "She won't be able to provide food for my people."
Dante frowned. His son was in charge of who got sent down form the Ark. He had obviously not screened this one personally. Someone would be floated for this error. He was deeply embarrassed that his people had brought such sickly looking meat for the Commander to view. He waved his hand at his assistant, wanting to get this embarrassment out of his sight as soon as possible.
"Wait," Lexa looked hard judging the weak blonde in front of her. Something had prompted her to save the girl. She was so much like Costia. The Commander couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly that made them so alike, but just maybe her dead lover had decided to come back in the form of the blonde. "We will take this one. Gustus have her fed and sent to my tent. She will be my entertainment tonight."
The grounder guards moved to do her bidding, taking the girl from the Mountain Men. Gustus lifted his eyebrow questioningly as he passed his Commander. He respected her decision, but it would be questioned among their people. She had never taken a human meant for food as a pleasure slave. Although, she had once taken a girl from a rival clan that had been trained by the Mountain Men to be a pleasure slave. Her name was Costia. She had cost the men several captives and animal kills, but the Commander had been taken with her. It was unfortunate when the Ice Nation had taken her from the camp when Lexa and the warriors were off battling the Sand People.
By the end of the day, Lexa had negotiated the purchase of two hundred and thirty-two sky people to be used for food. She had also assisted in the purchasing of twelve pleasure slaves for her top lieutenants. Her second-hand, Indra, had been especially taken with a girl named Octavia. She would be a good addition to their tribe. The girl was a skilled huntress and was already capable of speaking the grounder's language.
Lexa was tired when she returned to the tent. She had worked very hard in making a fair deal with the cheating Mountain Men. They were not always fair in their prices, but she could usually knock them down a few barrels of meat.
Even though she was tired, a greater part of her was eager to get back to her tent. She had seen something in the girl that she had not seen since Costia. It was possible that her lover had been reincarnated in the form of a sky girl. She had not wanted to mention it in front of her men, but now that she had the girl alone, she could test her.
The slave girl was sitting below her pelt mound. Her skin had been cleaned of space grime, but the shadows beneath her eyes remained. Lexa approached her slowly not wanting to scare the girl. "Were you treated alright?"
The girl nodded her eyes flicking up to look at the older woman before snapping back down to the floor. Abby had warned her about not looking any of the grounders in the eye. Though, she doubted her mother realized she would be in the presence of the great Commander.
Her mom was a breeder. She was one of the lucky ones that got to still on the ship. Her father had been an engineer on the ship before he had been sent down for food many cycles ago. She was only seventeen now, which is why it had come as a surprise when she was chosen to go to the earth for the food sales. It was lucky that the grounders had bought her in the first round. They did not play with their food like many of the other nations. Others liked to set their meals free and then hunt them. She had even heard from Wells that the Ice Nation liked to strip their food of skin little by little until their food died of pain or blood lose.
" Costia…are you…is that you?" Lexa said in her native tongue. She had held out hope for so long that her once lover would be reincarnated, but this was her last hope. This was the eighth eve of Costia's death. If she did not make her presence known now, she would never return to her. The girl on the floor did nothing, not daring to move a muscle. She couldn't understand what the grounder had said, but she could only hope that she wasn't meant to respond.
Lexa let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding. The girl was not her ex-lover. Costia soul had not been strong enough to return. The girl's people had not believed in reincarnation. The oracle had told the Commander that she would not be coming back. A nonbeliever soul would never be allowed such a privilege, bit Lexa had ignored her though. Instead, she had hoped that her many talks with the girl had somehow swayed the girl's beliefs. Alas, it turned out that her beliefs hadn't changed in the least.
The Commander paused for a moment looking down at the girl. She couldn't send her to be food now. "What is your name, girl?"
"Clarke, ma'am." Her mother had taught her basic manners unlike many of the others who were destined for food. Abby acted as a doctor when it wasn't her breeding season. She had taught her daughter many of her skills, hoping that she might be selected to stay on the Ark into adulthood.
"If anyone asks you, we coupled tonight." Lexa picked up a pelt of fur off of her bed mound and threw it at the sickly looking girl. "Here; it'll get cold tonight. I will decide what to do with you in the morning."
Day 2 of Femslash February