Hey guys thanks for the continued support of reviews and favs etc, I'm sorry this is shorter than normal but my bestfriend just had a new baby and he's too adorable to leave so he's took all my writing time up..

I'll have more free time this week so will update again this week, but for now hope you like this little teaser :)

Previously...

The grounders fear to carry on, the rumors spread vast, many feared this bringer of death but they were sure that joining the sky princess was the safest bet.

"300 Trikru, 300 Maungedakru…300 Azgeda?" Cassius speaks this time; it seems they all speak so as the blame falls on all not one. This saddens Clarke and confuses her, she never thought of her actions like that, how it would appear to others; she still had much to learn about the grounders ways. There were 12 clans and she knew of only a few, did they all feel this way?

"Leksa made peace. Everyone fear mountain men. Now no mountain men." Cassius continues.

"Heda kom Azgeda…uf uf uf" Easton talks in tridegasleng, he repeats himself to try and get his message across. "Power? He wants power?" Clarke asks and they all nod. "I don't want to hurt anyone. Lexa shouldn't speak for me, I can speak for myself. Where is this Azgeda?" Who did Lexa think she is…First she abandons Clarke and her people, now she goes to speak to some Ice king on her behalf; goodness knows what she would say. Clarke didn't trust Lexa to speak true of her, clearly these trikru didn't either.

"North. By water. We take you. After you get more knife." Ivo speaks once more a small smile tugs at his lip. "Heda Klok, shall we go?"

Clarke nods, " Lead the way." She follows after her people in search of more knives… Then onto the ice nation where she would no doubt come face to face with a guy who wanted her dead and someone who left her close to it. Could she not have a break from the crazy, or was she addicted to the game?

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They had been walking for an hour when they came to a stop, Ivo turned to Clarke. "I told you of others that wish to join you but are loyal to the commander; that does not mean they cannot help." As Ivo says this, three figures appear, more grounders all heavily armed.

"Skai Kwin." They all nod their heads addressing Clarke; Clarke returns the nod and watches with intrigue as they start dropping weapons at her feet.

"These weapons will not be missed." One of the grounders huffs. Clarke picks one up; a blade much similar to that of Lexa's from when they first met, she raises and eyebrow to the grounder in question.

"Many weapons have a copy; we believe that such beauty should not live alone." Clarke sees that the grounder wishes to say more but looks hesitant to do so. "Speak freely." Clarke is curious as to what he wishes to add.

"You and Commander Leksa are much alike; I thought it fitting you carry the same blade." The grounder stands tall not knowing how Clarke would react, his composure doesn't waiver even as Clarke lets out a resounding laugh.

"I'm sorry." Clark tries to compose herself but she can't stop the laughter. Was she and Lexa so alike, then how did she not see her betrayal coming? Because as close as they are in some ways there is one thing Clarke is certain, she would not use this blade to stab anyone in the back, even Lexa.

The grounders look between themselves, "We must go; the Commander is in the last preparations for her journey to meet with the Asgeda, we don't have much time." The grounder who gave Clarke the copy of Lexa's blade speaks. This is what brings Clarke to her senses.

"We will see you there, and thank you for these weapons, your loyalty will be rewarded when the time calls for it. I will not forget." Clarke and the grounders nod once more in farewell; Clarke then turns to the weapons on the ground and looks at her six followers. "Chose your weapons, then we leave. If we're quick we shall beat Lexa and the others to the Asgeda. I fight my own battles." The grounders share a look, this does not go unnoticed by Clarke but she ignores it for now. The grounders set about gathering weapons, Clarke attaches a large sword to her back and stands tall; her dagger and the Lexa Dagger as she calls it in her head rest either side of her body, she had a sword at her back, was this how Lexa felt all the time? It was a powerful feeling, Clarke slowly understood why she chose this over love; love caused pain, power gave you the strength to conquer it.

"Let's go." Clarke declares. Ivo leads the way, the obvious leader among the six that were with her and for that Clarke was thankful, she at least had a bunch of loyal warriors not a group of squabbling men fighting to be right. The ark was a great place and she does miss it, but the constant fighting to be the best, to be the one that is right all the time was draining. Clarke allowed herself a moment as she walked among the trees, was this, her true place? She wasn't certain, but for now she was content and that was enough for now.

Thanks for reading, more to follow in the days ahead!