A/N Sorry it took so long to update! I've been having writers block, so hopefully ya'll like this. Thanks to everyone that has been reading and liking this story. It means a lot. Don't be afraid to leave reviews or comments lol. I always like to know what people think, or if you guys have an idea. Once again thanks, and without further ado, here we go!

Chapter Seven

Clarke walked to the tent that she shared with the Commander. She knew Lexa wouldn't follow. In true tradition, no one can help the person facing the trial. She took a few minutes to clean up her cuts and looked through a little mirror to see all her bruises covering her face and body. She took a rag and cleaned her warpaint off, only to reapply fresh cover. She then set down on the edge of the bed and contemplated what her last task would be.

'I only have one more to go' she whispers in her mind, 'then I will be a Trikru. No matter what I have to do, I can, I can do this.' She closes her eyes for a moment, taking in a deep breath. She knew that time was growing closer with each passing second. She got up and walked back over to the table to pour herself a glass of water and quickly downed it. Before she knew it Indra was standing in the tent saying "Clarke it is time. I hope your ready."

She follows Indra out of the tent and stands once again in the middle of the arena. She dares a quick glance up to Lexa and sees the proud expression hidden behind her stoic stone mask. Nyko emerges from a nearby healer tent gripping a small white bag. "Wanheda," he greets. "For your final task you must follow Jus Drein, Jus Daun. You must find the traitor known as Lincoln, and have him drink this. It will paralyze him. Two warriors will go with you, but only to help you bring him back. You must immobilize him on your own. Once he gets back he will be put on the tree and suffer a thousand cuts. You will make the first cut, and if he last till dawn, you will make the last."

Clarke's eyes widen as she was handed the white bag. She knew the trial would be brutal, and challenging, but she didn't realize it was to this extent. Still she had to push her feelings for her friend away, and complete this task. She knew this would be her hardest test yet, but she wanted to be loyal to Lexa, and prove herself.

As she was walking to the gate of the camp she heard Indra tell her that Lincoln was back in the cave where she first met him. Since he was a traitor to the Trikru, and since the Trikru broke the alliance with the Skaikru, Lincoln was an outcast.

Two warriors followd behind her as she made her way into the woods. It would take most of the night to reach the cave, but she kept walking. She was nervous and sick to her stomach, but she refused to stop. She pulled a bottle out of the bag and held it up to the moonlight. She could see clear liquid in the bottle and knew the easiest way would be to put it into a drink.

After a few hours she completely forgot about the warriors trailing her, until she heard one of them step on a twig. Clarke knew they were getting close to the cave and she glanced back at the warriors. "Will, you go that way and stay hidden, and Balen, you go over to the side of the cave, but remain in the he goes down ill call for you, but we do not any surprises."

Without any hesitation they followed her orders, already trusting that Clarke knew what she was doing, and knowing that she was already a member of the Trikru in their eyes.

Clarke reached the mouth of the cave and slowly walked in. Lincoln's back was turned to her, but he saw the outline of her shadow thanks to the roaring fire. He quickly turned and breathed out "Clarke."

Clarke nodded her head towards him and walked forward. "Hello Lincoln" she replied.