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Meanwhile in Ice Nation territory

Clarke expected everyone to start fighting as soon as they came near to the Ice Nation but everything went very calm and organised. People were rounded up from the outside of the towns. People living in the town came out of their house and stood there in silence. Some of them cried others simply stared at the commander and her army. Lexa took her spot in the middle of town and looked at everyone. She wondered which of these men was the God person Roan had spoke of. Would he be courageous enough as to show his face here. Slowly there came more and more people her warriors rangeling them up from all the small villages in the Ice Nation territory.

"Which of you is God?" She yelled looking around at the people. They looked around confused. She asked again. And again. And again. Clarke was riding the open fields looking for people who tried to hide. She caught a few men who figured hiding in the open field covered with leaves would keep them safe. When she entered town she heard Lexa yelling out a name. She frowned recognizing the name. On her horse she was able to maneuver thru the crowds a little faster and stopped next to Lexa "what are you doing?"

"Do not interfere Clarke" Lexa answered looking at her with fire in her eyes. She continued yelling for the name and calling random men to be brought to her.

Clarke grabbed Lexa's arm "Lexa! God is non-existent. It's a religious belief"

Lexa stared at Clarke "explain."

"We learned about him on the 's a book about it and everything. He is a non-existent person. People find faith in him or go crazy and hide behind his name"

"You're telling me that Polis was slaughtered by a mad man?" Lexa asked.

Kalem had joined the woman "what's going on? Did you find him?"

"He doesn't exist" Lexa looked at Kalem.

His face turned white and he swallowed. He looked scared "that means.."

Lexa nodded. Clarke had no idea what was going on and got frustrated "what's going on?!" She asked only to be ignored by Lexa. Then she announced for the killing to start. Kalem was getting nervous and steered his horse away. Clarke opened her mouth again but was silenced by Lexa "let me do my job"

With grace Lexa dismounted the horse and pulled her sword. She walked over to a small group of men that was kneeled down. One by one she slit their throats. Clarke felt her stomach turn watching Lexa do this. Hasn't she seen enough horror? Hasn't she seen enough pain? The bodies were dragged away to a giant fire in the open field and burned. Watching the fire she saw warriors bringing over babies and children. She didn't see any blood so they must have used a different method. Watching Lexa move she realized something. This was her Lexa. The Lexa she fell so hard for when they first met. The rough commander of the 12 clans. That was the person Lexa was and is. She deserved someone strong standing next to her. Heda deserved knew what she had to do.

Clarke walked up to a man and a woman sitting in front of a little house. The woman was on her knees begging for mercy while the man tried to comfort her. Looking over her shoulder she saw Lexa pushing her sword into another person's chest without any remorse. Clarke wanted to become like Lexa. She wanted Lexa to have the strong Wanheda next to her. Not the innocent blonde girl from SkaiKru. She knew that she had already changed. Lexa made her change. Just like Lexa she now had no soul.

Without thinking about it Clarke raised her sword and stabbed thru the woman who was begging for mercy. She pulled it out and stabbed it into the chest of the man standing behind the woman. Lexa looked over at Clarke her mouth slightly hanging open "Clarke!"

Clarke didn't stop and continued to slay the people of the Ice Nation. Lexa grabbed her arm "Clarke stop!"

Their eyes met and the beautiful blue eyes that Lexa loved had turned dark. They seemed almost black. "Stop what you are doing! This isn't you"

"This is me" Clarke said thru her teeth "you've taught me to lie without a trace. To kill with no remorse. You drew me into you and erased me. You have no soul and now neither do. Now I'm dead inside"

Lexa looked at Clarke totally surprised. This isn't Clarke. She knows who the real Clarke is and this isn't her "Clarke please.." she whispered.

Clarke stepped forward and moved her face close to Lexa "your crushed me. You pulverised me."

"You're not the woman I fell in love with" Lexa leaned forward and grabbed Clarke's hand pushing it against her heart "feel me now. I need you to see me for who I am." Clarke looked away trying to step back from Lexa "Open up to me. Stop hiding from me."

Then Clarke started to cry. The crying turned into sobbing "hold me please" she begged and whispered into Lexa's ear when they embraced "it's hurting babe. Please can you can stop the pain"

Lexa held Clarke an arm distance away looking for an injury. Seeing no blood except the Ice Nation blood on her hands she realized this was about pain on the inside. The pain of broken hearts and suffering. Lexa moved Clarke away from the dead bodies which was quite the walk into the woods. Clarke was still sobbing but it seemed like she had calmed down a bit.

Lexa wrapped Clarke back into her arms and kissed the top of her head "It'll be alright". Some warriors passed them giving the commander some looks but she didn't care at all. Clarke was more important than showing her strength. She rocked Clarke softly hoping she'd calm down. Right now Clarke was a very confused your woman. Lexa knew how that felt.

Being a nightblood she has been prepared to be one day be commander from the day she was born. I was a very confusing life. Being ripped away from your parents at a very young age not really understanding why. Always training and training. Being prepared to fight to the death. Killing the other nightbloods you came to see as a friend. The seven circles were burning in her back. She knows the mix of confusement and pain all to well. If Lexa could recover from it so could Clarke. She'll help her recover. Lexa stood there holding Clarke as the girl slowly calmed down while behind them the town bled and bodies burned.

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