Let's find out what has happened to Clexa shall we?
Several people have been guessing who the commander is. They were in the show however it's not an obvious person and so far nobody has guessed it... You could guess it from that guys ;)
You've got ages until we meet them so roll in the guesses :P
I have everything planned out up until the end of the season so I am so excited for what you guys are going to think! So many twists and turns along the way...
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When Clarke came to it was completely dark. She felt the hard ground beneath her and pushed herself up into a sitting position with a wince as the back of her head throbbed in pain. When her eyes adjusted to the light she could make out three dark walls and a set of bars ahead from her; a hall ran along out of sight on the other side. She was in a cell.
Clarke leant against the wall and tried to consider any possible way that she could escape or even attempt to find Lexa. Where was Lexa?
Her eyes began to tear up but she pushed it away…
She wouldn't cry.
A distant scream sounded and Clarke gasped in desperation. She prayed that it wasn't Lexa… Wasn't any of the 100 but she knew the odds weren't good on that front.
The sound of footsteps approaching forced her up against the back wall and she drew her legs up to her chest. Three grounders appeared. The middle one was a woman and Clarke recognised her as the face she had seen before passing out. One of the men behind her stepped forward to open the cell door and the woman stepped inside the cell looking down at Clarke with a stoic expression across her face but the two men stayed outside.
Clarke swallowed and stared up at her in determination. The woman didn't show any emotion, "Who are you?"
She didn't say anything but concentrated on regulating her breathing not wanting to show fear and that must have shown because the grounder smirked down at her, "You will speak sky girl"
The man handed her a knife and she knelt down so she was level with Clarke.
"Who are you ?" She repeated.
Silence.
The woman nodded, "What do your people want?"
Nothing.
She shook her at Clarke and pulled the knife back. Clarke wasn't prepared for the blow across her face with the butt of the knife and she was certain she felt her lip split at the impact.
"Who are you?"
She could taste blood in her mouth and she spat some of it at the woman. The grounder was unaffected and merely wiped it from her face before bringing the blade down and through Clarke's hand.
She let out a piercing scream and her hand twitched with the numbness of the pain. The grounder pulled out the knife and Clarke cried out again pulling her hand to her chest she curled around her chest. Clarke was fighting back tears and gritting her teeth in pain so she didn't notice the woman turn to the men behind her and shout orders at them.
Clarke breathed deeply and forced herself to look back up at the woman.
"Who" She paused, "Are you?"
"Sky girl" Clarke sneered.
"What is your name?" Snapped the grounder.
Clarke paused for thought. She had nothing to gain or lose by telling the woman her name because it would mean nothing to her, "My name is Clarke"
"Are you the leader of your people?" She asked instantly.
"No" Clarke growled.
"Who is the leader of your people?"
She didn't speak.
"The girl you came with?"
Clarke looked at her with wide eyes and snarled, "Where is she?"
"Answer my question and I shall answer yours"
"No" She answered slowly.
The grounder nodded, "She is here"
Clarke watched as she stood and handed the knife back to one of the men. He grunted something in a language that Clarke didn't understand and she didn't catch the woman's reply before he turned and walked away from the cell.
She was still shaking in pain but her desperation for Lexa was more, "Where is she? I want to see her"
The woman stepped outside the cage and pulled the door closed. She stared at Clarke for a moment before answering, "No"
"Are you their leader?" Clarke wanted to know as much about these people as possible.
The grounder snorted and walked out of sight without replying. Clarke was left to sit and shake in her own pain whilst she was still no closer to seeing Lexa again.
XoXoXoX
"Clarke" Lexa groaned.
She was lying on her back in the cell she had woken up in. A man had arrived but didn't enter and had left soon after but still nobody else had been to see her.
Lexa felt slightly delirious and was struggling to stay awake let alone sit up but she managed to focus long enough to hear the sounds of footsteps approaching. She propped herself up with one arm and glared as three grounders came into view.
The only woman of the group stepped inside with a knife in one hand.
"Who are you?" Lexa croaked.
She didn't reply but her hand shot out to grasp her around the throat, "You know Clarke"
"Clarke's here?"
That seemed to be all the confirmation she needed because the woman nodded to the two men behind her and said something that Lexa didn't understand.
The two moved either side of Lexa. One held her back roughly against the wall whilst the other rolled up her sleeve and held her arm out forcefully for the woman. Lexa tried to wrestle against them but their grip was strong and she was still weak so all she achieved was their grip to tighten painfully on her.
The woman crouched down and raised the knife.
Lexa shook her head, "What do you want?"
"Is Clarke your leader?"
"No"
The woman sliced down her upper arm and Lexa grunted in pain refusing to scream.
"I was telling the truth" She snarled.
The grounder's expression remained neutral, "Where are the rest of your people?"
"Go to hell"
Lexa grunted against and let out a suppressed scream as she sliced deeper this time just below the previous cut. The woman sliced her arm a second time but still Lexa did not scream.
One of the men said something and the woman responded with a nod. They let go of her and Lexa pulled herself back against the wall but the one that had spoken stayed beside her until the other two were back against the bars.
"My name is Anya. I have been sent to you, all of you, I would recommend answering the questions"
"What do you want from me?" She gasped her hand holding her arm desperately trying to stop the bleeding.
"Right now?" The woman, Anya, nodded to the man and he stepped closer to Lexa, "I want you to scream"
She walked away and Lexa's eyes shifted to the man now stepping dangerously close to her. She shook her head violently but that didn't stop what came.
XoXoXoX
Clarke was drifting in and out of sleep when the screaming began. This scream was different to the one before… This one was closer, more real, and terrifyingly familiar.
The woman appeared and stared down at her through the bars. She waited until they were opened then stepped through and crouched in front of Clarke holding a knife in one hand that was already covered in blood. She held it up for Clarke to see.
"My name is Anya. I have been sent to kill you… The blood on this knife is that of your friend" Clarke bit her lip and glared defiantly at her, "And those screams you hear are hers"
She couldn't hold back the whimper that escaped her throat nor the burning of her eyes when tears threatened to spill. Clarke swallowed the lump in her throat as Anya lowered the knife.
"Tell me what I want to know and the screams will stop"
Clarke shook her head not trusting her voice. She wanted more than anything to make those screams stop but she also knew that Lexa would want her to stay strong and silent so she did.
Anya narrowed her eyes at Clarke, "Listen to them"
She tried to block them out, she really did, but the sound was piercing down to Clarke's very bones and even when she scrunched her eyes up and covered her ears they still reached her. There was no escaping the noise and soon Clarke's imagination began to take over as her mind wandered through the possibilities of what they were doing to make Lexa scream like that…
"Listen Clarke…"
"No" She moaned.
"Listen" Hissed Anya.
"No, No, No, No…" Clarke repeated it over and over in her head but the screams just kept going and going… She could only imagine how raw Lexa's voice must be… How badly she must ache from the pain…
The hands over her ears clamped down harder and her eyes scrunched up tighter as her body began to shake as if that would make a difference to the sounds reaching her.
"You can make them stop Clarke"
She could make them stop and that was the worst thing about it because the one thing she wanted to do was the last thing Lexa would want.
The screams ceased. Clarke gasped desperately hoping beyond hope that it was over and she opened her eyes to see Anya still watching her with a raised hand. Anya stepped down so she was face to face with Clarke.
"They will start again unless you tell me what I want"
The silence was a relief that Clarke thought would never come but she knew Anya would ruin that soon enough whether by forcing a cry from her lips or Lexa's.
"How will your people defend themselves?"
Clarke stared back at her.
"Are there more of you?"
She shook her head in refusal.
Anya stood back up and raised her hand again. Clarke scrunched her eyes and pressed her ears shut just in time as the screams reverberated around her and she wondered for a moment if they could hear them back at camp. She prayed for someone to come and save them but nobody was expecting them back for two days… They were on their own.
XoXoXoX
The man finally left her cell. Lexa could only watch her fingers shake gently against the ground as she tried to ignore the shooting pains through her body. She only hoped that for whatever purpose Anya had it hadn't worked to her advantage…
Lexa tried to move but the pain became too intense and she whimpered as her body collapsed back into the dirt. Her face pressed against the ground and she felt a tear fall from her eye. She just wished to be back in that tent with Clarke… Maybe if they had never left…
Maybe if they had never left the Ark.
O O O O
Lexa looked around at all the smirking faces and laughed along with them at the sight of Jaha making yet another speech on the screen above them. One of the girls from her Earth Skills class nodded over to the corner where none other than Wells Jaha stood trying to keep out of sight from the angered crowd.
She scoffed and pushed her way through. He looked up at her approach and swallowed, "What do you want Lexa?"
"I'm curious"
He narrowed his eyes, "What are you curious of?"
"Is he as much of a dick with you or is there some special treatment you get as the Chancellor's son?"
"What's your problem with me?" Wells crossed his arms and glared at her.
Lexa's smirk dropped as she took a warning step forward, "I just don't like stuck up gits that think because their dad runs things that it makes them better than the rest of us"
"I don't" Growled Wells.
"When was the last time you struggled Jaha?"
"Don't act like you've got it any worse than the rest of us" Wells said.
"Rest of us…" Lexa let out a bitter laugh, "You pompous, stuck-up-"
She didn't get the chance to finish because the next thing she knew a fist collided with her chin. Lexa's head whipped back as she was flung down onto the floor with a cry and she lifted her hand up to hold her jaw.
With a growl she looked up ready to tear the culprit apart but instead she saw a beautiful blonde rubbing her knuckles soothingly as she glared down at the brunette.
"Leave him alone" She growled then turned, grabbed Wells and stormed back to the doors at the end of the hall. Lexa watched her go with a wistful look and she forgot about the pain in her chin
O O O O
Lexa smiled weakly. God she had been a little shit back then.
Oh... That happened