Octavia watched all the teenagers running through the forest, as she went to hug her big brother. She couldn't believe they actually made it, they were on the ground. "Are you happy?" Bellamy asked gazing at her, once they pulled away.
She stared at the surrounding sight, blue and green everywhere, so different from the plain gray The Ark was filled with. "Very!" she answered enthusiastically, before running away laughing and jumping with the rest of The 100.
A few meters from him, Bellamy spotted the son of the man he had just shot, Wells Jaha. Unlike the others -who were out exploring- Wells seemed to be looking down at a map with a pretty blonde girl next to him. "The communication system is dead. I went to the roof. A dozen panels are missing. Heat fried the wires." Bellamy heard her say.
"Well, well...if it is Chancellor Jr." he taunted with a smirk, walking towards the pair. "Well, well..if it's the murderer." the blonde snapped with an angry look, crossing her arms over her chest as Bellamy looked towards her. She had to be from Phoenix, he was sure, the air of superiority quickly gave her away.
"Actually it's Bellamy Blake, and you are?" he asked crossing his arms as well, raising his eyebrows "Nike Morris." she answered, staring him down and right when he was about to make a comment on her origins, Wells cut him off "We're on the wrong mountain." he muttered still looking down before finally pulling away from the map "So?" Bellamy asked with a shrug, not really interested in what Wells had to say.
"The supplies we need are in Mount Weather, if I am right...they should be to the south, a day's work top." Wells explained, turning to Bellamy, who wasn't in the mood to be told The Ark screwed up once again. "Well...since it seems you know everything, perhaps you should be the one to go. Do the hard work for once." Bellamy snapped, Nike was about to snap back when Finn appeared next to them.
"We should gather a small group, the rest could stay here and start setting up a camp." he suggested -clearly having overheard them- in Bellamy's opinion, whoever wanted to go was free to do so, actually, if Wells decided to stay in Mount Weather even better "I volunteer." Wells said, raising up his hand as Bellamy looked at him with a hint of surprise in his face.
"Count me in." Finn said as well, giving Nike a meaningful glance as she tried her best to ignore him. "Whatever this is, I'm in." Octavia exclaimed appearing out of nowhere, with a wide and excited grin in her face.
"Just the three of you are gonna bring food to feed a hundred?" Bellamy questioned in a incredulous tone along with raised eyebrows "Boys, are you up for an adventure?" Octavia cried to Jasper and Monty -that happened to pass nearby- and the pair after a quick glance towards each other gave her an excited nod.
"Nike?" Finn invited her along with a smile as she gave him a tight and clearly fake smile in return "I think I'll pass." she answered, moving next to Bellamy, who was staying as well "The Phoenix girl is afraid of a little adventure?" he mocked, looking down at her as she rolled her eyes at him.
"I don't think I'd enjoy the company." the blonde retorted and everyone but Wells took offense in the commentary, although there was more story than the eye met. "O, stay safe." Bellamy said, ignoring the awkward silence that fell over the group as his little sister gave him a quick peek in the cheek.
"Care to share?" Bellamy asked to the girl next to him once they were alone, her green eyes fixed in the direction the group left. Being as intuitive as he was, he had been the only one to recognize the tone in her earlier phrase; it wasn't superiority as the others thought, but a profound dislike directed towards an individual. "Not really." she answered after a few seconds, leaving him alone.
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Clarke stared at the column of black smoke rising and tainting the blue sky a few kilometers from her village. "Skaikru." Indra muttered, standing next to her as their eyes met in a meaningful glance. "Drakon! Tel osir Heda hashta em!" Indra ordered to a nearby warrior and with a small nod he left to inform the commander.
"I want to join the scouts." Clarke blurted, fully turning towards Indra, who looked at her with a disapproving look. "I might not be a warrior but I can defend myself, you know it." the blonde protested in a defensive tone.
"That's not what worries me." Indra said with a small sigh "I do not approve, but if you want to accompany the scouts, you shall ask the Commander yourself." she added, knowing Clarke would find a way, she'd always do when she really wanted something.
"I will." Clarke answered and started to walk away towards Lexa's tent "Clarke!" Indra called after her "Remember where your loyalties lie." she finished after the blonde healer turned away. "I always will." Clarke promised as she continued to walk away.
Unlike the rest of people around her, Clarke hadn't been born in the ground. She was found in a crashed spaceship at the age of five next to the body of her father, who didn't make it to the ground.
The Trigedakru took her in, raised her as they would rise one of their own; teaching her how to fight, how to hunt, how to fish…but she didn't want to be a warrior, she wanted to help people instead of hurting them. That's why she decided to become a healer under Lincoln's tutoring.
He gave her the chance to live with him and his brother, and she had gladly accepted, growing to love and see both of them as her big brothers, her family. The only reason she wanted to see the Sky People was because of the memory of her mother, to get an explanation of why she was sent to the ground, especially since no one had ever survived the landing but her and a young woman who apparently made it to the Ice Nation barely alive.
With Lexa's permission she headed with the scouts to the place of the crash, the sound of people talking and laughing becoming clearer by the second, mixed with a thousand different sounds and if she didn't know better she would swear she was heading to one of their villages.
She stared at the sight in front of her, shock kicking in, quickly followed by rage. They were practically children! All of them! Most of those teenagers were probably about her age if not younger. She could even see a little girl, probably not older than twelve sitting alone close to the dropship.
"They're children." she whispered to Drakon, who hadn't left her side since they left, probably Indra's orders… "They're old enough to be seconds. Besides, I'm sure they're just the first. More will come." the warrior said with certain in his words and she was smart enough to know what he meant.
"You say they're invading us?" Clarke asked with an eyebrow lifted and as Drakon nodded in response. "The Commander won't be pleased." he whispered and she let out a deep sigh, locking her eyes to the ground far beneath her.
Lexa was far more reasonable and merciful than the last commander, but she knew that even Lexa would see it as an invasion and more importantly, she knew what happened to the people who tried to do so.
Once they got back to TonDC to report, she decided to stay in the tent after the scouts delivered the news. "Clarke, something you would like to discuss?" Lexa asked with interest, once they were alone. "I just want your honest opinion about the Sky People." Clarke answered, walking towards Lexa.
"You want to know if I plan to fight them." Lexa pointed out, intuitive as ever. "Maybe." Clarke muttered stubbornly "To answer your question; I do." the commander said, sitting in her throne. "Have you seen them? They wouldn't last ten seconds against our warriors." the healer complained loudly.
"We can't let them occupy our lands. If they do that, what will stop the rest of clans of following their steps? We cannot afford weakness, not while The Alliance is so weak." Lexa said and even Clarke had to admit she had a point. "We can force them out, have them moved somewhere else." Clarke suggested.
"They have received a warning. It's up to them to follow it or not." the commander said calmly, playing with her knife casually. "What kind of warning?" Clarke asked and Lincoln entered the tent, as if following his cue. "Clarke, I need your help with a new…patient." he said, not taking his eyes off Lexa.
"I'll be right there." Clarke said and Lincoln left quickly, most likely to go back to his patient. "Clarke, you have a strong and passionate spirit." Lexa said, standing up and walking over to the blonde girl. "Something many warriors would be proud of, do not let that passion misguide you." Lexa advised and Clarke gave her a small nod before leaving.
"Lincoln, what happened?" she asked as soon as she got to the med bay, it was supposed to be a quiet day for the healers; no wars going on and nobody was supposed to be hunting today. "Indra told me you went with the scouts this morning." Lincoln said and Clarke frowned "I don't see how that has anything to do with our patient." she mumbled confused.
"You feel curious about them, your people." he said and she broke eye contact "They're not my people." she said, meeting his eyes once again after a second. "Yet you want answers, you want to know how they're like." he stated as her eyes fixated to the ground, unable to meet his.
In that moment she wanted to yell, she wanted en explication, she wanted to know what the hell could have happened so they had to send her and her father to a certain death, and yes, a small part of her wondered what kind of people would do that. But most of all, she wanted answers to the questions she had no one to ask.
"You might get them." he finished, starting to walk further into the room as she followed him, in one of the beds there was a young boy, not one of their people judging by the clothes and then something clicked in her mind.
"Is he one of…?" she trailed, hovering over the boy and examining the ugly wound in his chest. "Yes, a group of them were trying to cross over to The Mountain." he explained, and she nodded "Forbidden territory." she muttered absently.
The only ones allowed in The Mountain were the warriors with the commander's permission, it was strictly controlled since stepping in would mean the acid fog being released, and if the wind was cruel with them it could drag the deadly air to some of their villages.
"They missed his heart, not by accident. We'll treat him with some seaweed, just enough so he can be moved without risk of death." Lincoln informed her and her head snaped up to face him "Where are they taking him?" she asked. The boy was in no condition to be moved around.
"He's going back to his people, as a warning." he said and the blonde turned back to the boy "Will he be interrogated?" she asked in a whisper, fearing what the answer would be. "No, he's been delirious, muttering incoherent stuff…he wouldn't be able to tell us much. But if he wakes up, you're free to try to get some answers." Lincoln said before leaving.
"Thanks." Clarke said, not completely sure he heard it or not "I better get you patched up." she whispered to the febrile boy, getting the seaweed to place it in the wound and some more to make a tea, it would help him with the pain and with the fever.
Translations.
Skaikru. - Sky People
Drakon! Tel osir Heda hashta em! - Drakon! Tell our Commander about it!
