Chapter 4

Anya then walked past Clarke and over to black women Clarke had not noticed until now. "Indra I need you to watch these two while I take Clarke to the commander." Indra glared at Anya as she grumbled under he breath. Looking from Bellamy to Octavia, who was still in his arms. Her eyes widened as she took in the rebellious looking beauty in front of her. Her face started to tingle where her tattoo was located, across from her she watches as Octavia gasped and touched the side of her face.

Bellamy looked from his sister to the women in front of him with confused eyes. After understanding what had happened his eyes widened and he glared at Indra, wrapping his arm tighter around Octavia's shoulder. Anya looked from Indra, to Bellamy, to Octavia who was still holding her face with wide eyes. She snickered under her breath "Good luck with that." she said before sauntering away, she could feel Indra's burning glare on her back as she left.

After finishing her conversation with Indra she walked back over to Clarke. "What happened?" Clarke asked with a confused expression. With a small mischievous smile Anya said "Indra has found her chosen." Clarke looked over at the small group. Octavia had finally come out of her shocked state and now was staring at Indra with a dreamy expression. Bellamy and Indra where having a stare down, unaware of anything else around them. Clarke chuckled "I'm going to guess that it definitely wasn't Bellamy."

They continued to stare at the funny scene in front of them, only to stop when Anya remembered why she came over here. Anya looked at Clarke and said "We must go now, heda is expecting us." Clarke gulped and nodded her head. Anya led her to the one of the largest tents in the camp. The tent was guarded by many grounders, most of which gave them nods as thy passed.

When they where almost to the front of the tent they where stopped by a large and fierce looking grounder. He looked at Clarke and said wit a growl "So much as look at her wrong and I will slit your throat." . Anya stood in front of Clarke "Know your place. Do you realize who you just threatened." she hissed. The man glanced back at Clarke, his eyes widened when he realized his mistake. Anya looked smug as she said "That's what I thought." He scowled and stepped out of the way.

Anya stopped when they got to the front of the large ten, turning to Clarke she said "I will go no further.". Clarke's eyes widened in panic "What why?" she said in obvious panic. Anya looked at Clarke with calm eyes "It is your presence she requested not mine." she said simply before turning and walking away, no doubt back to Raven.

Clarke gave a shaky breath before slowly entering the tent. There sat the most beautiful women she had ever seen with beautiful sun kissed skin and forest green eyes that stared into her soul. Clarke gasped as she felt the tingle on her forehead, exactly where her tattoo was. The women stood up walking off her thrown to stand in front of Clarke.

She looked at Clarke with soft eyes that held a disturbing amount of haunting. All Clarke wanted to do was take the girl into her arms and shield her from the pain she felt. "Hello Clarke." she said with the twitch of her lips. Clarke swears she's in heaven, never in her life has she heard a more beautiful voice. She just smiles knowingly and finishes "My name is Lexa."

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I decided to use Indra for this fic. While I do love Lincoln I felt there weren't enough Octavia/Indra story's out there.

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