This is my first attempt at a story involving the characters from the series The 100. I no longer watch the show due to many factors but I did want to write this because it's something that popped into my head and I had to put in down on paper so to speak. I hope you enjoy, This will probably be a very long one-shot split in two chapters, unless the demand is great enough to expand it further. I claim no ownership of the established characters in this story they belong to The 100 and The CW. I do claim ownership of this plot and the characters that I have created keep in mind any likeness to any real persons is purely coincidental. This story begins where season three ended, Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Clarke looked to all the people consoling each other around the room, she had wished that there was someone there to help her feel that it would all be okay. Clarke knew better than to think that a shoulder to lean on would make all that is to come dissipate. Besides the one person she would want could not be there anyway, so what was the point. Bellamy began to talk to her when she noticed three cloaked individuals walking in to the room. His words were drowned out when she recognized the cloaks, they were the same that Titus donned. There heads were covered with hoods, as they walked closer to Clarke all in the room began to notice them as well. Abby left Kane's side to be by her daughters, Bellamy stopped talking and looked for his gun which was just to the left of his position by Clarke's side. The first cloaked stranger stopped walking there hands behind them, this caused the other two to stop immediately as well. The stranger looked up and said "Klarke Kom Skaikru, osir don ste lufa yu au kom sintaim feva." (Clarke of the sky people, we've been looking for you for days.) Abby looked to Clarke, not liking the sounds of this, her hand still griping the handgun she used to protect Clarke with earlier. As Bellamy stood there he looked to his gun trying to gauge how much time he would need to get to it and fire off a few rounds if need be. Unfortunately for him this did not go unnoticed by the three cloaked strangers. " Oso throu daun ogeda." (we fight together.) the lead stranger stated as they turned to look in Belamy's direction. Clarke looked at Bellamy shaking her head silently asking him to hold off on the gun for now. "Clarke what do they want?" Abby asked.

"Chon yu bilaik?" (who are you?) Clarke asked. "Kom chilnes yu na ban sishou-de au. Kom hodnes yu na hon neson-de op." (in peace may you leave the shore. In love may you find the next.) Clarke's mouth went dry and her eyes widened at the phrase she spoke to only one. "Gon yo we!"(leave us) the stranger yelled never taking her eyes off Clarke even though she could still not see the strangers face. The grounders in the room recognized the words and began to move towards the doors, the sky people just stared at Clarke waiting to hear what was going on as most of them did not understand trigedasleng. Clarke looked to the three strangers and walked down the steps having to stop as her mother put her hand on her arm in protest. Clarke turned her head and smiled at her mother letting her know that she was okay.
When Clarke reached the final step she placed her hands at her sides and said "Everyone leave us...NOW!". "Clarke I'm not leaving..." Both Bellamy and Abby began to speak but Clarke cut them off with a sigh and a quick look in their direction saying "Trust me I'll be fine, please you have trusted me up until this point don't stop now.

Bellamy hesitated before walking over to Jaha and helping him up, picking his gun up as well. he was followed by the others all helping the injured out of the room, the only one left was Abby and Kane. Clarke turned and walked back up the three steps to her mother stopping just in front of her, taking her hands in her own. "Mom...please do this for me. I don't know how to explain it, but I know that they are here to help, not hurt." Abby stared in to her daughters eyes not wavering from her position, but what she saw was the determination in Clarke's eyes, the sheer willpower to do this alone as they asked, and as she had just put Clarke through physical and emotional pain she knew she had to do this for her daughter, she had to realize that she was no longer a child even though in years she still was. This life, this war has changed her and she has grown into a leader, a fighter, and most of all a survivor. Abby kissed her daughter on the cheek and looked in to her eyes saying " I love you Clarke, I'll be waiting for you outside." Clarke smiled and turned watching Abby walk over to Kane helping him up and the two of them walking out of the room. Clarke walked back down the stairs coming within feet of the lead stranger "What do you want?" she asked.

"We need you to come with us, we need you to meet with someone." The lead stranger stated. "Show yourselves." Clarke demanded. Clarke waited for them to remove their hoods but they just stood there with their hands behind their backs.
"I cant be expected to trust you if I don't even know who you are." Clarke said exasperatedly she was loosing patience. The lead stranger nodded their head and the two strangers in the back lowered their hoods revealing bald heads and muscular features, both had steely blue eyes. the lead stranger who had still yet to lower their hood looked to their right and said "This is Ulyses." they than looked to the left and said. "This is Graticus." Clarke looked to both men and nodded her head in greeting than looked ahead and said "And you are?" The lead stranger lowered their hood slowly revealing a head full of brown dreads and a face that was covered in a ornate tattoo on the left side. Most notable was the fact that the leader was a woman by the few gray hairs spread through out the dreads she new she was of older age "I am Vic, and I along with my brothers are part of the order of Blood Keepers. We know how to save this world just as we knew how to save our Heda." Clarke's eyes narrowed and she began to breath faster, could what this woman said be true, there was no way she saw the life slip out of Lexa's eyes she held her hand as she took her last breath.
"You lie." Clarke stated calmly even though she was feeling anything but.

Vic smiled and placed her hands behind her back once more before looking up into Clarke's eyes and stating " No doubt you have many questions, and I can answer all of them in due time, but ask yourself this Klarke Kom Skaikru how did Lexa know so much about your city of light. How was she able to lead you straight to the kill switch, a grounder, someone who said that their spirit would find the next commander. How did she know so much about your technology now, when not that long ago she knew so little. You didn't stop to think of that did you, you think of it know though. Tell me, what could possibly explain all that, it's quite simple really."

Clarke's breathing became more erratic as she began to ponder all that was said. She was so caught in the moment that she never stopped to think of all that Vic has stated. As she was confronted with the reality of it she was confused and upset that she didn't realize that there was more to the situation than what she was focused on. How did Lexa know so much about the Flame and the city of light, she needed answers. "How...how was it all possible? Please tell me." Clarke demanded softly.

"Lexa was not of the human race." Vic stated matter factually. "Haven't you wondered why there are Nightbloods?, what makes them so different, why there blood is the only that can accept the Flame?, or why there is a flame to begin with." Vic questioned.

Clarke shook her head yes, Vic walked closer to her mere inches away and said quietly. "The simple answer is, Nightbloods, are not human. They are not of your origins or even ours, Nightbloods are A.I's."

Clarke's mouth dropped open. "Wh..what do yo..you mean." Clarke began to get angry she shook her head and spat out " That can't be...Lexa she...she would have told me. None of this makes sense, Lexa had parents she was born into this world, A.I's aren't birthed there built."

Vic smiled at Clarke's anger she knew this would be hard for her to comprehend. "Have you actually met Lexa's parents? Do you know her to have actually been born to this world? We have spent generations making sure each Nightblood is integrated into our society seamlessly, no one ever questioned cause each Nightblood is placed with a family from our order, an order that would and has died before ever speaking of this truth."

"Why know?" Clarke whispered.

"Our way is coming to an end, Lexa is the key, after many generations of waiting we have finally found it, and you are holding the necessary part to getting the key to remember her true purpose, to getting the key to continue on the path it was built for." Vic stated.

Clarke stumbled backwards falling down on to the stair behind her reaching out with her left hand to catch herself never taking her eyes of of Vic and her brothers. "Clarke..." Vic began to ask but was stopped when Clarke raised her left hand stopping her. Clarke than looked away looking down at the flame that was still secure in her grasp, what was she holding she now wondered. All this time she thought it to be the only thing left of Lexa's spirit but maybe it was more than that, maybe it was lexa. "Becca, why didn't she... "

"What you saw was a recording, a hologram, a program created to help one defeat ALLIE. There was no way for the program to know that you could be trusted with this information." Vic stated.

Clarke continued to look at the flame in her hand while hearing the words that Vic had spoke. Her head swirled with the words that she had taken in through out their entire conversation, and she could not make sense of any of it. Lexa her love in this life was not who she thought she was and further more she was still alive, if that's even what you would call it. Many of Vic's words stood out in her mind screamed at her to be taken in but one thing she hung on to was the key, what did that mean and could it save what was left of the human race.

"Clarke I'm going to need the Flame now." Vic said.

Clarke took a few seconds before she looked up at Vic than stood placing the Flame in her pocket and stated with a tone that left no room for fight. "The Flame doesn't leave my side, so where ever your going so am I."

Vic smiled down at the girl sitting before her. "I was hoping you would say that."