AN:- Hey guys, I apologise some things don't line up within the story or with the show. It's been a while since I've read or watched either. Some chapters may be shorter than others depending what I want to happen in what chapter. But I promise I haven't given up with this story. I'm determined to actually finish this before the new season returns. Thank you to the amazing people still reading and following along with this. You have no idea how much that means to me. Anyway, I'm always open to new ideas for this story so feel free to review and let me know what you guys want to see.

Clarke stood in bewilderment, huge scared eyes of a child staring back into her own. She held her hand up, an automatic gesturing to try and defuse the situation. "My name is Clarke. Are…are you alone?" She asked softly, her voice calm and soothing. When there was no response from the girl and her eyes narrowed in an attempt to look tough, Clarke realised she probably didn't speak English. Of course, the only way this girl could have survived was if she was a Night blood.

"Ai laik Klark gon the Skai Kru. Laik yu alone?" Clarke asked her again, this time receiving a nod despite the girl's attempt to seem scary. At least she could communicate with the child.

"Nau, the swis?" Clarke indicated to the knife still pointed at her stomach before outstretching her hand. She could see the indecision running through the girl's mind before finally deciding to lowering it instead of using it against her. "Chit ste yu name?" She asked as the child slipped her knife back into her belt, seemingly deeming her not a threat. "Madi."

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Over the next few months, Clarke taught Madi everything she knew. How to hunt, and fish and how to scavenge for supplies. She even taught her about technology starting with Clarke's make shift radio. It became a ritual, to set up the radio and try to contact the Ark. Madi would look on with apt interest every single morning and every single morning her disappointment would mirror Clarke's after yet another failed attempt.

Madi was a complete mystery to Clarke. All she could find out about the girl was that she was born approximately 5 Winters before Praimfaya occurred which put her at about 8 years old. She was surprisingly mature for her age, very much capable of surviving on her own. But after all Madi had seen, this wasn't surprising.

As they were travelling across the sandy deserted wasteland in the truck one warm Spring day, a small patch of yellowy green caught Clarke's attention. "Madi. Madi! Look!" Madi rubbed at her eyes sleepily and they slowly widened in wonder as she too caught sight of what Clarke was looking at. They began to speed towards it, as if it was some sort of saving grace. Perhaps it was. It had had been so long since either of them had seen anything so vibrant and green. So alive. Once they reached the edge of the green, they stumbled out of the vehicle and into the slowly regenerating patch of wildlife. Both began to burst out laughing in amazement as Clarke collapsed on the ground in a green patch of grass, letting out a sigh of relief. It was only the start of the regrowth, but it was enough and it was paradise.

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Clarke and Madi settled into their new home, using the vehicle to set up a more permanent base. They would go out for day trips, sometimes camping overnight for something different, something to break the monotony of day to day surviving. Insects, birds and fish started to procreate once more and the more they explored, the more animals they discovered. Various animals that had once walked Earth had started to reappear such as deer and rabbits. Clarke taught Madi how to set traps and at the end of the day they would set up a fire whether it be at the rover or at their overnight camp and cook that days catch.

On one particular day, they were both crouched in the bushes, stalking a mutated deer. The effects of the radiation were much worse this time around, some animals almost beyond recognition. But they'd worked out the meat was still edible, considering 4 years had now passed since Praimfaya.

Madi went to take a step back when she stepped on a branch, the deer's head shooting up from its grazing and took off into a sprint. Clarke swore under her breath and the two took off in its direction. They split up and ran in different directions to try and corner the deer but after a few minutes of running Clarke found a pothole and fell, causing her ankle to twist. She cried out, forgetting about the lost deer as pain shot up from her ankle to her leg. Clarke swore under her breath as she removed her boot and inspected her ankle closely. "Not broken, only sprained." She muttered to herself. Clarke began to try and stand but instantly fell back down as another sharp pain shot through her ankle. The noise she made the second time must have been much louder because without warning she heard a rustling sound behind her and quickly turned around, hearing a low growl emerge from the darkened bushes.

Ai laik Klark gon the Skai Kru. Laik yu alone? = I am Clarke of the Sky People. Are you alone?

Nau, the swis? = Now, the knife?

Chit ste yu name? = What is your name?