From Heaven to Earth
I don't remember the sky. That's were Bellamy says we come from. He says we fell like a star to the earth. All I remember is the earth. Bellamy says that we were lucky to come here, to live on the surface of the great green planet I call home. I am Octavia of the Trigedakru but I'm from the sky. With its stars so bright and the cosmos outstretched around the earth like a loving blanket.
"Okteivia," Indra stirs me from my resting place. "Come," She says and I can see the anger boiling. I pick up my weapon and follow behind her. She turns on her heals in her Indra like way and doesn't bother to wait for my presence beside her. I know she dreads her choice of making me her second sometimes.
"What's going on?" I ask. She never comes looking for me. That's Bellamy's job. She doesn't speak as she blends into the trees. "Silence, I must be in serious trouble."
"The commander requires our presence." Indra says. I don't question her anymore. The tone in her voice says it all. I look back up to the sky and take in it dark blue complexity once more. Okteivia kom trigedakru has work to do.
-Octavia
Chapter 1: Even Angels Fall
Octavia flew through the trees undetected as ordered. Information was all she was to retrieve. She was always more sure footed on in the tree than she was on the ground. Always a blur in the trees as if she were a part of the sky itself. Smoke billowed from a distance above the trees. Straight ahead were the green embrace of the leaves and the sure strength of the branch as she planted feet on the invisible surface.
There were no birds chirping as they usually did when she went by. Whatever happened had scared away all other life. Or at least, that's what she hoped. There was the sound of clicking but she knew that it was just Bellamy. He wanted her to slow down so they could arrive together. He would have to keep up if he wanted that. She wished it was Lincoln instead. Lincoln would've kept up.
The commander had ordered that she and Bellamy be the one to investigate. She supposed that Heda assumed that she and Lincoln wouldn't stay focused. Bellamy was fine, she supposed even though he was clumsier than Lincoln.
She was fast approaching the smoke. It was odd. Unlike any smoke she had ever seen. It was red and almost seemed untamed but it had remain stationary for the whole time it had been observed. If it hadn't been such a worry to her people, she would've considered it beautiful.
The closer she got she began to hear the muffled sound of something.
Voices?
She began to slow and peered below her. The loud echoing of boot steps against the ground. Light emerged below from the trees.
People?
She knew they weren't of the Trigedakru. They were sloppy and loud. Indra would have a lot to say about how loud they were being. If she or Bellamy were ever that loud, Indra would've given them a stern lesson in subtlety.
This was their territory. No other clan would be stupid enough to settle here so close to the woods clan. She proceeded closer to smoke and more and more people would emerged from the fire loudly announcing their arrival.
Their arrival to what?
The people looked weird, dressed in clothing she was unfamiliar with. They were celebrating. That was apparent. They were dancing, kissing amongst another things, unclear of the dangers around them.
Upon closer examination something else became more apparent. There were no elders amongst them. They were all her age, more or less, none as old as Bellamy.
The incessant clicking came once again. She didn't want to retreat. She hadn't learned much of anything from this new people. Information was the orders. She couldn't go back to the commander with nothing. She ignored him and continued to observe. They didn't seem dangerous just – excited.
She stayed on her branch, comfortably perched. They were – interesting. She had never seen people so happy. They kissed the ground as if it was the first time they had seen dirt. Bellamy clicked again surely awaiting her answer.
"We made it!" A shirtless boy shrieked below her. He was scrawny as if he hadn't seen good food in years. They were all that way: weakly, and scrawny. Pulled out her journal and counted began to count their numbers. She whistled letting Bellamy know she was investigating further.
Octavia guess that they were her age or younger. She had reached eight three in her counting and the number was readily increasing.
Eighty five
Ninety one
Ninety six
She got closer to the camp and saw a large pod that was made of a shiny silver substance. She recognized it as metal. Metal for shelter. Indra would find it a useless way to utilize such a rare substance.
Ninety six people in the camp. Not nearly enough to start a war with her people. In their weakly state, the woods clan would wipe them out without much effort. They were all so sickly looking. They most likely wouldn't last long.
Octavia was disappointed. There was nothing of any interest. They were just uninteresting children. She clicked her tongue to let Bellamy know she was on her way. She moved to retreat back when more sounds emerged from the metal pod. She turned and saw three people exit.
Three boys
The one with the wavy hair seemed arrogant as he slung his pack over his shoulder. He was the leader of the three. He seemed almost dangerous, unnerving. The second seemed to be the youngest of the three. He was small and nervous but she could tell that he was important brave even. His eyes held intelligence even she could see that at this distance. The third was the tallest and scrawniest of the three. He was laughing. He seemed to try to invoke humor in the other two. They descended from the ship like three sentinel warriors. These three were dangerous she could see it.
"Wait," A female voice called out from the ship. Octavia attention went to the door. A beautiful blond girl ran after them. Octavia felt her heart pick up speed. She made 100. It was instantly clear that she was the one in charge. She took the lead like it was her one purpose in life. She had an heir of a leader. Octavia proceeded closer to hear their conversation even though she knew that it wouldn't be advised.
"We can't leave now." The girl said. "We don't know what's out there and it dark."
"Clarke." The boy with the curly hair said. "It's earth we have to find supplies."
"But we don't know earth, this isn't the ark. The last thing we want is to get lost. We'll go when the sun rises. We have to find mount weather. That's what the feed said." The one known as Clarke said. "You are not going to take Monty and Jasper out of here at night. Who knows what's out there. We should go when we can see with the sun. We have a better survival rate that way."
She was intelligent too. Reaper would get them in the dark. Not that she would know that.
"We have to survive we don't have enough rations to last us very long a week maybe most likely less."
"Then we can wait a few hours for sunlight." The girl said.
"Whatever princess, we'll wait." He retreated back into the pod. The two boys following. The blonde girl seemed relieved.
Clarke.
That was the name of the blonde girl from – the ark?
The Ark?
That's what Bellamy called where they had descended from in the sky. Where she had been born.
These people…they were from the sky.
Octavia and Bellamy arrived back at the camp. Instantly greeted by one angry Indra. Octavia swore she could see the air pulsate around her Indra whenever her anger was provoked. Octavia looked at the ground and waited for her leader to commander her.
"I hope you two have a good reason for being late." Indra said in the mother tongue. Great she was too angry for English.
"It is my fault." Octavia said before Bellamy could take the blame. "I was counting their numbers and trying to find where they were from. I learned a lot.
"What did you learn?" She looked up to see the commander standing beside Indra. She had an emotionless face as she addressed them. "I hope it was enough."
"Heda," Octavia said. "There are 100 of them. They are all between the ages of twelve and eighteen I would guess." Octavia said. "They are from a place from the sky called the ark." She said.
"They are sky people." Bellamy finally spoke. "I knew from the moment I saw the first." Octavia looked over at him and his eyes meet hers. "They are from the ship from which we came."
"Why are they down here?" The commander said in her demanding tone.
"They were sent." Octavia interjected. "They don't seem to have a clear leader but I was able to get the name of one." Octavia couldn't help but remember the beautiful sky girl. "Clarke, she seemed to have some grasp of why they're here. She spoke about Mount Weather."
Octavia chanced another look at the silent commander. She was definitely not pleased. "Do they know that this is our land?"
Octavia swallowed. "No, they didn't seem to know. They don't even seem to know what's on the earth. They were celebrating I guess their safe landing on earth." Octavia said.
"They don't seem to be a threat." Bellamy said. "When I was young on the ship. Children that age had no power. It was the ones that were older that had power."
"Bellamy," the commander said. "You will tell me everything that you know about the sky people in my tent."
Bellamy nodded in agreement and the commander turned back on Octavia. "You and Lincoln will continue your observation of the sky people. You have done a decent job. You will retrieve more information." Lincoln appeared next to Octavia out of nowhere. She hated when he did that.
"What are you other orders?" Lincoln questioned.
"You," She pointed her attention to Lincoln, "Will keep an eye on the camp to make sure that they aren't planning anything and you will keep track of all their number." The commander turned on Octavia again. "You will keep an eye on the one known as Clarke. If you are right, we will need to know what they need on the mountain. Keep an eye on her."
"Yes Heda," Octavia and Lincoln said in unison and when to work sprinting into the forest. Octavia couldn't help but smile. She liked that she would have no other job but to watch the blonde sky girl all day. The notion was nothing but inticing.
