Hey guys! This is a new story. I thought I should post it since the hundred started again. Also I felt happy so I wrote a new story :) I'm going to my first concert in about a month (Ed Sheeran yayyyyyyyy) so I'm excited. Also I'm sorry if I didn't post a chapter on my Glee story. I've been really busy with school. So I hope you enjoy :) :) :)

Chapter 1

Wanheda. The Commander of death. Skai Prisa. Sky Princess. Many names were given to her. But she was just Clarke: the girl who drew what she pictured earth would be like when she was still a prisoner on the Ark. Back then, she knew who she was. But now she wasn't so sure anymore, all she knew that she'd killed hundreds of people. Sure, it was for the purpose of saving her friends, but that still didn't give her the right to do it.

You ended someone's life she recalled the words she had said to Charlotte when she killed Wells.

Did you even stop to think about it? she had said angrily.

Charlotte was just a kid and she probably didn't know what killing meant. Or at least not completely. The girl had been desperate for some sleep and Bellamy hadn't exactly helped by giving her a knife and telling her Slay your demons. But Clarke Griffin knew exactly what killing someone meant, and yet here she was: tied to a rope, pulled by a horse with a grounder on it and reminding herself how many people she had killed, remembering all of their faces. She remembered all the Grounder's bodies when she walked out of the drop ship, the horrible smell of blood and death at Mount Weather. Death that she had caused just by pulling a lever. Monty had helped with the ventilation program and Bellamy had pulled the lever with her butt she had made the decision.

Clarke tripped on a branch as she thought of her friends. She was just so tired, she couldn't walk anymore. She had to rest. Her shirt was covered with cuts, her face with blood and her pants and shoes with dirt. She hadn't slept in what felt like forever, her nightmares always woke her up.

"Get up" the grounder said pulling Clarke out of her thoughts. She noticed she was lying on the ground with her eyes barely open. The grounder cursed under his breath before picking Clarke up and putting her facedown on his horse. She was so tired she fell asleep. She woke up when the grounder abruptly pulled her off the horse and put a bag over her head. Clarke hated not knowing where she was or where she stepped. She heard doors opening and closing as she walked. After a while the grounder stopped her and forced her on her knees.

"Leave us" Clarke heard a deep, British voice say before hearing doors open and close again. She was blinded by the light in the room as the bag was removed from her head. She blinked a couple of times before her eyesight adjusted to the light. She saw a man with brown hair and dark eyes, almost... black.

"So you must be Wanheda" the man said as he circled Clarke, studying her. Clarke just glared at him since she was gagged and couldn't talk.

"The Commander told me about you" he said kneeling in front of Clarke and taking her gag off.

"There, now you can speak" he said as threw the gag aside.

"You look horrible" he said looking at her clothes. Clarke stayed quiet.

"The Commander wanted me to look for you and bring you to her. Did you know about it?" He said cautiously looking at Clarke's reaction.

"The Commander could have searched for me herself" Clarke said Lexa's name contemptuously. Her voice came out hoarse since she hadn't spoke in months.

"Well you should know the Commander is busy. Anyway, It's not the time to be discussing what you think of the Commander, I believe we will have time for that in the future" he said as Clarke furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"What do you want from me?" Clarke asked

"Oh how rude of me. My name is Carter kom Azgeda" he said.

Ice Nation Clarke thought.

"And why would you help the Commander?" Clarke asked.

"Well we are part of the Coalition. Anyway, I believe you will be helpful to me more than you will to the Commander" he said

"You mean you're not going to bring me to the Commander?"

"Well no. That would be breaking the Coalition and starting a war with all the clans and Skaikru. No no that's not what I want. What I mean is that I have questions that I believe you can answer"

"And why would I answer them?"

"Well I heard the Commander abandoned you in time of need, so I don't think you owe her or her followers any favors" Clarke thought about it for a second.

Lexa had betrayed her at Mount Weather and she was still furious at her, but that didn't mean she had to do the same to her. Clarke knew, deep down, that she would've done the same if she had been in Lexa's position, but she still couldn't bring herself to trust Lexa anymore.

"I'm listening" Carter smiled slightly before helping Clarke up.

"Well I want to know all you can tell me about her seken Indra" he said untying her hands.

"I don't know much about her. She seems pretty loyal to Le- the Commander" Clarke said while rubbing her sore wrists.

"Well, what about her fleimkeipa Titus?"

"Who?" Clarke asked confused.

"Nevermind. What do you know about the nahili?" He asked

"The what?" Clarke asked confused once more. Carter studied Clarke's expression for a few seconds before calling his guards.

"Well, Wanheda, we will see each other again. Soon I hope"

The guards tied her wrists behind her back again and directed her towards the door.

"Have fun with the Commander" was all Clarke heard before something hit her head hard and she blacked out.

There's always a British antagonist muahaha. Okay that was wierd. I'll try to post a chapter every week. So see you next week!