Inside the mountain was a scene of chaos, the bodies of mountain men and grounders alike covered the floor, as the fighting continued to rage around them. Looking around I saw that all of the rooms leading off from the corridor I was currently stood in led into science labs. After my constant studying of the base floor plans I knew this meant that I was on level 2. The lifts were not a safe option so I headed straight for the stairs, slipping around the fighting mass of bodies. I quickly descended the stairs two at a time, keeping my gun in hand as a precaution.
I paused at the third floor which was relatively quiet as most of the fighting was going on above. This was where quarantine was and I had to check if there was anyone being held, I couldn't take the risk of missing anyone. I crept down the seemingly deserted corridor, peering in the first cell I came to. It was empty, as was every other one on that floor. Satisfied that my friends weren't being held there I turned back to the staircase but one of the rooms caught my eye, I recognized it from my stay here previously.
I felt a surge of anger at what they were doing here, we didn't deserve to be treated like animals. My prisoner number had been 302-5 in mount weather, 319 on the ark. I felt like I had been a prisoner for most of my life but now I was fighting for freedom. Turning away from the cell I headed back to the stairs, descending another flight down to the fourth. Whilst I had been checking the quarantine, the fighting had spread down to the lower levels and the air was filled with the screams of the dying.
A grounder in front of me went down from a shot to the head and the soldier turned his attention to me. I saw in his eyes that he knew that they had lost, it was only a matter of time until he was killed but he was going to take as many of us down with him as he possibly could. His acceptance startled me, how could he be so calm in the face of death. As I raised my own gun in defense, a Grounder slammed into the soldier, sending him sprawling to the ground.
The Grounder gave me a sharp nod before he drove his sword into the man's heart without a blink, moving on to his next target without pause. I pulled myself out of my shocked haze, I had to get to my friends. With one last look at the lifeless body I continued along the corridor descending another flight of stairs.
Finally, this was floor 5. I stood still and heard faint echo's of my friends voices, shouting encouragement to each other as they battled the enemy. I took off immediately, following the sound through the twisting and turning corridors until I finally saw them. Bellamy stood at the front of the small group shooting down any soldiers he saw, a grim look on his face. When he finally caught sight of me at the other end of the corridor, a smile formed on his lips.
'Clarke! You made it!' he exclaimed, the others cheering as they too saw me. They quickly stopped when another wave of soldiers hit them and I had to help.
'With me' I commanded sharply, motioning to a number of nearby Grounders, hoping that they would listen.
Thankfully they did and we charged straight at the attacking soldiers who were put off by the speed and brutality of our attack.
I fired off shots, taking down the closest men until I approached my friends as the Grounders finished off the last of the soldiers.
'Bellamy, we need to get everyone out of here now, it's a bloodbath' I told him grimly and he nodded in agreement before telling the others to get moving.
It didn't take as long going up as it had down but as a large group we were able to kill anyone who stood in our way.
We were soon approaching where I had entered the mountain and then finally we were outside. It felt good to be out of the cramped space but the reality of the situation was no better. The fighting still continued even out here, I caught sight of Lincoln fighting off two soldiers nearby.
'Bellamy get everyone to safety, I'll find you later' I called over my shoulder as I headed towards Lincoln, I knew that Bellamy would protect our friends.
One of the soldiers turned as I approached but I ignored him, instead shooting the one who was aiming his weapon at Lincoln and he went down straight away, the bullet hitting him straight in the chest. Lincoln easily dealt with the second soldier who stood staring at me in shock. Once he had been dealt with, Lincoln looked over his shoulder, giving me a nod of gratitude for helping out. I returned the nod, turning back to survey the rest of the fighting. The soldiers were being to lose ground, unable to fight against the constant tide of Grounders. I caught a glimpse of Lexa in the distance, whirling and slashing the enemy with a feline grace.
I began moving in her direction, shooting a few more soldiers as I went. The breath caught in my throat when I saw the giant of a man that was approaching Lexa. He was built like a grounder with huge muscles and tremendous strength. He held a Grounder sword in his hand which he must have taken from one of the dead and from the trail of dead grounders he left behind him, it looked like he could use it.
Lexa fought fearlessly, blocking and parrying his attacks, using her smaller build to her advantage. I increased my pace, trying desperately to get into range to shoot. He growled as Lexa slid past him, slicing her sword across his leg. Though quite a bad wound, the soldier seemed unfazed by it and attacked his enemy with an even greater fury. Lexa struggled to block his blows and my heart beat quickly as she narrowly avoided his deadly blade.
On the other side of the clearing Indra saw that her commander was in trouble and broke into a run towards her but she was to far away, she couldn't help.
I couldn't wait any longer, I could only hope that I was close enough for a clear shot.
The world slowed around me and it was like everything was moving in slow motion. The soldier swung his sword and Lexa rolled away but not quick enough and the sword sliced through her arm. All of a sudden a calmness fell over me and I lifted my gun slowly. I was aware of Indra racing across the battlefield but she was too slow. Lexa grimaced from the pain in her arm and I saw the realisation on her face that she was going to die. The soldier brought the sword above his head, ready to bring it down in the fatal blow.
My eyes focused and I knew that if I missed the shot Lexa would die. I couldn't afford to miss.
I squeezed the trigger and the bullet sped through the air before it pierced into the soldiers skull, he died instantly and his lifeless body fell to the ground. Lexa stared at the body in a mixture of shock and suprise, before her eyes flicked to mine.
In a split second I was off, my feet barely touching the ground as I raced across the battlefield, not caring about any soldiers or Grounders in my way, I could only think of Lexa. I quickly closed the distance between us, slowing as I approached her. She drove her sword into the ground and used it to pull herself to her feet, blood trickling down her wounded arm. I stopped in front of her and inspected the cut, luckily the sword hadn't gone to deep or caused too much damage. With a breath of relief I knew that she was going to be okay.
I looked up at Lexa, her strong gaze fixed on me.
'Thank you Clarke' she said softly, her face inches from mine. I couldn't speak, the words caught in my throat.
'Commander, are you injured?' Indra asked, slowing to a stop beside us. Realizing how close we were stood, I took a step back, releasing Lexa's arm from my grip.
'Just a flesh wound Indra, nothing serious, what's our status?' she replied, though her eyes remained on me.
I quickly ripped some material from my shirt and wrapped it around the wound in a makeshift bandage as Indra briefed us on what was happening.
'All lower level floors have been secured, the first floor is being used to hold the leaders who await your judgement. The remaining soldiers are being wiped out as we speak' she informed us.
'So the mountain is ours?' Lexa asked, looking to Indra for an answer who paused before replying.
'The mountain is ours' she confirmed, a grim smile on her face. Lexa looked over at me and I knew what she was going to ask.
'I got them out, my friends are safe' I told her, they would probably be at Camp Jaha within the next few hours.
'Then the war is won. Now we must take a count of the dead and assemble the clans, then we will speak to the Mountain Men.' Lexa stated 'Clarke, you will return to you're camp and see to you're friends'.
I opened my mouth to object but she cut me off swiftly. 'I will sort everything out here, you must go and check on your friends' she repeated, showing no sign of budging. I slowly nodded, of course I wanted to stay and help but I was desperate to return to my camp and see the others.
'You did well today Clarke' Lexa told me, an inscrutible expression her face before she and Indra left in the direction of the mountain. I watched them go for a moment, the words echoing in my head before I turned and headed in the direction of camp Jaha.
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