The grounder princess

Hello there! So I was reading on tumblr and found story that held Clarke as a grounder princess and I wanted to write one myself! So here it is I hope you enjoy it, Review!

I don't own the 100

Bellamy was sitting down on a log in front of a crackling fire relaxing. This was one of the rare times he was actually allowed to rest, if only for a moment. The entire camp had been buzzing around the entire day, reinforcing the fence, making sure they had food, making weapons, there hadn't been a pause the entire day. With him being their leader he had the most important job and he was stacked with work everyday with no stops. They looked up to him, admired him, and listened to him. He had to make a good impression and keep up his reputation.

He never came down to this God forsaken planet to lead a bunch of immature delinquents. He came down to protect his sister Octavia, not 100 kids, now 83 from Grounder attacks and acid fog. But he had to and it to them, they did work hard and listened to him, which he was thankful for. He was the oldest of all of them being 22 and the rest being 18 and below. He had a responsibility to protect all these kids now.

They had so much to worry about at the moment. They had Grounders on their backs, Acid fog, Reapers, and even the Ark. Raven was able to create a monitored of whatever so they could talk to the Ark from that instead of the radio. He hadn't used it yet, he was nervous to talk to Jaha, nervous they wouldn't pardon him for his crimes. People were starting to get jumpy though. The Ark announced that they would be down in a couple months but the Grounders wouldn't wait for a month to attack and that's what he was worried about. They were running out of ammo and had o go back to making clubs and knifes from their surroundings.

"Hey Bellamy!" Bellamy's eyes tore away from the red fire as Finns words rang through the air. He turned his head to Finns direction, seeing him running to him. The Spacewalker looked nervous and jumpy, his eyes wide with the fire reflecting from the whites of his eyes. He was breathing heavily from running over here and was trying to catch his breath with his hands on his knees and his head down. Just when he had a minute to finally relax and put his feet up something comes knocking on his door again.

"What is it?" Bellamy snapped. He didn't mean to snap but he was aggravated. Couldn't he get a two-minute rest? But he was still curious and somewhat worried by how Finn brought himself here, it must be important if he ran here.

"Groun(cough)..G-grounder." Finn said wheezed out coughing, trying to catch his breath.

Bellamy stood quickly from his seat by the fire. He stalked to Finn and stood in his face. "What do you mean Grounder?" He spoke dangerously calm. Even though inside he was a nervous wreck. Where they in the camp? Attacking?

Finn pulled himself back and caught his breath as fast as he could. "A Grounder, on the outside walls has re-requested to speak with you about a peace agreement." Bellamy quirked an eyebrow. A peace agreement? Well this certainly changed things.

"Who is it, do you know?" Bellamy questioned as he and Finn started walking to the gate.

"He said his name was Lincoln. He came to the wall a couple minutes ago, claiming that he came in peace and was bringing peace. He asked for you, sayin the leader of his village sent him."

"Do you know exactly why they sent him?"

Finn shook his head. "No, just that they want to make peace." Bellamy nodded, looking at the gate.

"Ok then," Bellamy muttered under his breath. "Miller! You're with me so get a gun just in case. Finn, I want you ready on the other side of the gate so if anything goes wrong you'll be ready." Bellamy said to Finn seriously. If anything were to happen to him Finn would be the one to take his place, even though he didn't like the Spacewalker a whole lot, he and Miller were the only ones he actually trusted on this damned planet.

It was dark and hard to see, the only light he could see with as he opened the gates was the light from the moon and the light from the fire not a couple feet behind him. The Grounder, Lincoln, was sitting on a log waiting for him in front of him. Lincoln noticed him and stood from the log, his arms raised in a sign of peace. Without looking behind him, keeping his eyes trained on the Grounder in front of him he yelled to Finn.

"Finn, close it!" He heard the gates close and shut behind him, leaving them in a silence. Miller was beside him switching legs to lean on nervously, but holding the gun steady in front of him if the Grounder were to try anything.

He studied the Grounder. Lincoln had tattoos littering his body, forming symbols and lines he didn't understand. His clothing was made of leather from animal and he had on armor. "My second told me you were here for peace." Bellamy stated.

Lincoln looked at him before nodding. Bellamy noticed he was keeping a close eye on Miller. "Yes, my leader has asked for Peace." Lincoln said calmly. He didn't sound scared or nervous, but cautious.

"What suddenly changed your leaders mind?" Bellamy questioned, his head tilted to the side and his arms crossed in front of him.

"Persuasion. My leader has asked your audience at noon on the bridge north of here tomorrow to talk of peace." Bellamy waited for him to say more but he didn't. There had to be some sort of catch or deal.

"What's the catch?" Bellamy asked curiously. Surely there was one.

"I was not informed of one so I don't know. The information I just gave you was all I was told." Lincoln said calmly. Bellamy searched him for deception in his stance and how he talked but found none. 'Maybe they really do want peace?'

"Fine, I accept. But tell your leader that I will bring men and weapons incase things go south." He would not be stupid and go into a trap, if it was one, without any weapons. He needed to do this though, create a peace with the Grounders. He needed his people safe, not in danger, to keep Octavia safe.

"I will send back your response." Lincoln said as he moved to the woods and disappeared behind the trees.

"Are we really going to go through with this Bellamy? What if it's a trap?" Miller said worriedly.

"Then lets hope it isn't a trap." Bellamy stated. He turned around and banged on the gate for Finn to let him in. "Finn! Open up!" Not a second later the gates creaked open. Finns face peaked around the corner.

"So…what happened?" Finn asked. Bellamy walked through the gates. People were surrounding him, wanting to know what was happening. Whispers broke out around him.

"We're meeting the Grounders at the bridge tomorrow to set up some sort of peace treaty with them apparently."

"And you think that's a smart idea? What if it's a trap and they kill you?"

"Well that's why I have you right?" Bellamy said sarcastically. Finn would be his second if he died, and if not him then Miller.

"I'm not agreeing to this Bellamy, th-" Finn was cut off when Bellamy fisted his shirt, pulling him to him.

"I don't care if you agree or not but you will listen to me. Now get to bed, we leave at morning." Bellamy said demandingly. He pushed Finn away watching him stumble backwards falling. He hadn't meant to be so harsh but there people had to listen to him, he was their leader. Bellamy looked around him, looking at all of the kids looking back at him, questions in their minds.

"Tomorrow Me and two others will meet with the Grounders!" Gasps rang out through the crowd. "They have offered peace and I have accepted. Finn and Miller will be in charge while I'm gone, no questions asked!" Bellamy stalked back to his tent, leaving the whispers of the 83 behind him.

(Time skip: Next Morning)

Bellamy had decided to take Jasper and Raven with him, he knew he could trust them both, not to mention they were exceptional with a gun.

"Are we almost there yet?" Raven asked. They had been walking what felt like hours to them and it was almost approaching noon according to his watch.

"I think so-I don't know, I've never been there before." He said looking back at Raven. How was he supposed to know if he had never been there before?

"Oh yea, right, sorry bout that." Raven said sheepishly. He scoffed and shook his head at her.

"Just keep your eyes open and your guns up." He said as he pulled limbs from trees aside coming into an opening.

(That morning with Clarke)

"Clarke!" Clarke glanced over her shoulder to the entrance to her tent, the feathers in her hair grazing her skin as she looked.

"Yes?" Clarke called. Her older sister Anya came into her tent smiling. She had her black face paint on her cheekbones, her black eyes like her fathers blazing with excitement. Her brown hair swung as air shifted around her. They were polar opposites. Clarke had bright blonde wavy hair and bright, lushes green eyes, her face wasn't as sharp as her sisters, hers was smoother, and her skin wasn't as dark, more of an ivory color. A spitting image of her mother if you asked anyone.

"I have good news! Father has gone with our plan; we are going to create peace with the sky people today! He has asked for your presence." Clarke couldn't hold her smile back. Her and her sister Anya had begged their father not to create war with them after killing off some of the sky people. They didn't know what weapons they carried; to go to war with them would be suicidal.

Clarkes grin spread across her face, her white teeth dazzling in the light. She jumped into Anya's arms hugging her as they both laughed and giggled. They had grown closer after the death of their mother, Gorgo. Both needing comfort in one another. They had never been as close as they were now until their mother died. Clarke pulled back, her hands gripping Anya's shoulders.

"Your not tricking me are you? Father is really going with our plan?" Anya shook her head smiling.

"Nope! He's really going through with it! Now come on he's waiting for us." Anya said hurriedly as she grabbed Clarkes arm, pulling her out of the tent and to her fathers. The village was buzzing with people. Children were playing together, mothers scolding them when they caught them. She loved it here; this was her home, her family. The last thing she wanted to happen was to have her people be killed by the Sky people.

They ran to the tent, dodging people along the way. They slowed down when they got to their fathers tent. Her father, Dilios, was a very caring person and was only ruthless and strict when made mad. They caught their breaths and entered the tent, pulling the cover away. They walked up the small isle and stood side by side. "You requested my presence father?" Her father looked up from talking to Lincoln, his second and Clarke's best friend in the village.

"Ah, my daughters, thank you for coming." Her father said going to them, gathering them in a hug and kissing both of their foreheads. "My beautiful daughters." He whispered to them, ruffling both of their heads. Her father looked and held that of authority despite being a caring man. Their tribal tattoos were carved into his skin, his muscles were pronounced being covered by nothing more than battle armor and leather clothes.

Dilios was the leader of their tribe, one of the three in the area around them all the way to the sea and wore their symbol, Spartaine, most proud. They were one of the few tribes to live after the nuclear war and were proud of it.

"I had sent Lincoln last night to the Sky people to send a message for peace. They accepted our offer to meet today at the bridge with their leader. You inspired me my young daughters with your fierce words, just like you mother had. We will offer peace to these Sky people and hope they accept." Dilios spoke as he turned and sat in his chair, his armor clinging as he sat down.

Clarke smiled and looked over to Anya who smiled back. "Really Father?"

Her father smiled to her and nodded. "Yes my little Clarke." Clarke squealed despite being in the leaders presence and hugged Anya. Her father frowned at the site but couldn't help the small ghost of a smile on his lips.

"Girls please, you are in my presence now act like it, show some respect." His voice was firm and tough but the girls had heard the tone too many times already. "Now, go get ready, we will leave very soon." Anya grabbed Clarke's hand and pulled her out of the tent.

"Come Clarke you must get ready. Meet back here in a few while I go get the horses ready." Clarke nodded and went to go grab her things. She packed only her bow and arrows. Her mother had taught her archery when since she was young and was one of the most skilled in the battlefield, that she prided herself of. Probably why she didn't have a boyfriend, they were to scared of her and her family to come near her, not that she minded, she didn't really like anyone in her village.

"Clarke lets go!" Anya shouted from outside her tent. Clarke darted out of her tent ready. With her arrows and bow secured on her back she went to her horse and hopped onto its back easily. She has had this horse since she was a child, her mother used to take her on rides with it all the time when she was little.

Her father on his painted horse rode up beside her decked out in battle armor and pain. Clarke never really liked painting her face with the black substance, only around her eyes. Her mother said it made them pop and made her look all the more beautiful with the green contrasting with the black.

"Are you ready girls." Her father asked. Lincoln was right beside her father on his horse ready to go as well.

"Yes father, we're all set." I said looking to Anya, who gave me a thumbs up, signaling that she was ready as well. And then they were off into the woods, people behind them cheering for them to come home healthy and unhurt. She had wanted to ask Lincoln about the Sky people, what they wore, how they looked, but she didn't have the chance.

She was very curious, like her mother her father says. She loved nature, she would even sneak out at night to go to the lake that no one but her knew about. She would watch the firefly's dance on top of the water; she would sometimes bring an instrument with her to play. They were almost to the meeting place and she would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous. The wind around her caressing her cheeks sis good to calm her down though.

She wanted peace for her and her people. She did not want blood shed around her, she wanted the Sky people safe and her own. Branches grazed past her, her hair and feathers flowing behind her and she navigated through the trees. She felt eyes on her back but paid no mind to them. Her father was tense on his horse, not that she could blame him, they were talking to new people not from here and they had no information about them.

Her sister looked no different, though she was more relaxed then her father. They were both excited to see these new people. She couldn't see Lincoln since he was traveling behind her instead of beside her but she imagines he was the same way as her father. But Clarke, Clarke was the most relaxed out of them all, she was more anxious than nervous.

They slowed down on their horses as the faced an opening in the woods leading to the bridge. Clarke's heart sped up and she smiled slightly. This was it; this was the moment she had so desperately been waiting for. Another breeze embraced her face as she closed her eyes and took in the smell of pine and dirt. They moved forward as Clarke opened her eyes.

Moss and grass covered the old bridge, it almost looked like it would collapse any second if they put too much weight on it. She looked on to the tree line ahead of her, looking.

"Clarke."

"Yes father?"

He jumped off his horse and tied it to a tree, all of them doing the same. "Since you and your sister came up with this idea, you both are to come with me to meet their leader." He sounded worried, he didn't want to put both his daughters in harms way but they would never learn leadership if they did not witness it first hand and this was the perfect opportunity to teach them. "I want you to stay beside me at all costs and when you feel necessary you may speak."

Clarke couldn't believe her ears. Her father was giving her and her sister permission to talk politics with another. She had always wanted to but Dilios had always said she want ready and needed to wait, but this was her one chance to prove to him that she could. Her day couldn't have gotten any more brighter.

Anya tied up her horse and came to stand beside Clarke. "Do you hear that Clarke, we are allowed to speak." Anya whispered to Clarke excitedly. Clarke never answered but kept on smiling, showing her excitement in that.

"Dilios, we have company." Lincoln said coming up beside us. We immediately set our gaze to the tree line. Three figures emerged from the trees with weapons before the nuclear war. Guns. Now Clarke was a little bit more nervous than before. Her and their leader locked eyes but only for a moment before his gaze shifted to the rest of them. Clarke could feel a small amount of heat rise to her cheeks at him gaze.

Her father started walking first to the middle of the bridge and Clarke and Anya followed behind, Clarkes hand on her bow and Anya's had on her sword ready to attack if need be. Clarke could see the man in front of her more clearly now. He had freckles scattered along his cheeks, his black curly hair, and his strong stance that screamed authority at her. He was very handsome. Her ears went hot as they locked gazes again and despite herself she had to break the gaze and look around.

There were two others beside him. One man, a tall skinny guy with goggles resting on his forehead and black hair with sharp features. And a woman, she had dark brown hair that twisted in some parts into a pony tail, a bright red jacket on and tan skin. They didn't look like much to Clarke but she wouldn't underestimate them, especially when they had guns in their hands.

She looked over to her father, wondering what she thought of them and by the look on his face he didn't think they were much either. He was much more tense now being so close to the Sky people. It was an awkward silence and tension, it made Clarke uncomfortable, they would never get anywhere like this.

"Hello, I am Clarke and this is my Father Dilios and my sister Anya."

Tadaa! There you go! I hope you enjoyed chapter 1 cause I did x) Please review, favorite, follow if you want more chapters! Not sayin you have to do all three of those but you get my drift. Jaa ne!