She's gone.
The words repeat over and over in Lexa's mind. Luna's arms are wrapped securely around her and Clarke left hours ago.
She's gone.
Her mind tries to process this new information. Because Costia isn't gone. She's back in Ton DC with Anya and she's making Anya smile in that way only she can.
She's gone.
Clarke's words echo through her mind.
She's gone.
Luna stays, with her arms wrapped around Lexa. Even when the sun rises and others come searching for her. Lexa can feel cramps setting in but she doesn't care. She knows that Luna and her should be talking about trading and defenses today but she doesn't care. Because Costia's gone and she's never going to smile at Lexa again.
She's gone.
Lexa's mind goes blank but for those two words. Luna starts rubbing small circles into her back.
Lexa doesn't really feel them. She just stares ahead, not even crying anymore. She can't cry because the clans need the Commander and the Commander doesn't cry. But the Commander isn't there anymore.
There's no faint whispers in the back of her mind and it feels empty. All there is is those two words.
She's gone.
Lexa suddenly wants to stab something. But Luna starts humming as she tenses, so that thought vanishes from her mind. It's strangely peaceful. With nothing but two words rattling through a brain that's usually full of them. Lexa decides that when Costia comes back, because she isn't gone, she's going to take up meditating. Clarke'd mentioned it sometime in between praising mass-murder's therapeutic abilities and pranking lincoln.
Lexa can remember the first time she'd met Costia. It was three years ago just as Anya was starting to teach Lexa about being the Commander. Lexa ran into her in the middle of Ton DC and she'd apologized even when Lexa was the one who'd knocked her into the dirt.
She's gone.
Lexa can remember everything. From the shade of her hair as it sparkled in the sunlight, to her love of cheese, to the small birth marks that decorated her shoulder beneath her 5 kills. Lexa had often wondered how someone could be so gentle. Lexa'd often wondered if Costia was even a warrior, but her soft smile when she wields a properly weighted sword spoke otherwise. Costia always brought out the bright, happier things in Lexa.
She's gone.
Lexa wonders momentarily what Costia would do... if she was still here and it was Lexa who was gone. Suddenly she remembers Costia's answer from two days ago. When Clarke had asked Costia of her wish, there'd been no hesitation. All Costia had wanted was for her to be happy. Lexa doesn't feel happy. Lexa doesn't think that she'll ever feel again.
She's gone.
Luna's still humming.
Lexa wonders what she did in her past life. What sin she committed that the gods decided Costia was the one in need of punishment.
She's gone.
The two words are losing meaning.
She's gone.
Lexa wonders at what she could have done differently. She could have stayed in Ton DC and forgotten about achieving peace. She could have gone with Costia and protected her. She could have done so, so many things.
"Tell me a story. Clarke said you're good at it," Lexa asks, her voice hoarse from her tears.
"Clarke probably lied," Lexa smiles, Clarke's good at lying.
"Once upon a time, there was a girl who was banished from her home. She lived in a mighty palace deep in the forest. But one day her Father caught her practicing with a sword and sent her away, because girls aren't allowed to have swords.
The girl was left in the middle of the forest all alone, with nothing but laughing crows to keep her company. At night fierce beasts would stalk towards her so the girl climbed up into a high tree. When morning came she was still sitting in that tree and she could see a big body of water in the distance," Lexa can feel a small smile forming as she remembers her own surprise at the vastness of the ocean. The two words stop echoing around her mind as she feels sleep creeping up on her.
"The girl was so happy at seeing the water that she fell out of her tree. When she fell she hurt her leg, but then a wolf emerged out of the wilderness. The wolf smiled at the girl and brought her medicine to treat her leg. Soon the girl was well, and so the wolf lead her to the sea. When she arrived at the sea she was greeted by a beautiful woman with hair whiter than snow and a small village," Lexa feels her eyes close as Luna rubs her back softly, "The woman turned to the girl, and named her Luna," Lexa falls asleep and dreams of the woman and girl fighting battles together.
Luna smiles as Lexa falls asleep. She stops rubbing Lexa across the back and reaches into the bag one of the guards had fetched her. With a small smile she wipes the hair away from Lexa's face before she gently sticks a needle into her revealed upper arm.
She smiles as the girl stirs slightly before tightening her grip on Luna's back.
"Good night, Commander."
Miles away, Clarke's sailing her way up the shoreline. She'd taken one of the smaller boats specifically designed for use by Luna and herself. The boats are much smaller than normal and almost resemble a rowboat if not for the tall, transparent sail and low hull. Delos is currently huddled up in the corner of the boat with Clarke's winter armor. They're close to Ice Nation territory so the air is steadily getting colder. There should be two to three villages in a row near the shoreline for trading purposes.
They've been the most frequent targets for Clarke's raids whenever the Ice Nation decided to make a move on their borders. Despite Clarke's relatively low amount of experience in comparison to other members of the Floudonkru, she'd excelled at assassinations. It didn't matter the time or place, if you wanted someone dead Clarke could do it.
However, after Libra's death Luna had asked something different of Clarke. She didn't want her to kill any old warrior or leader, she wanted Clarke to annihilate whole villages.
Up ahead Clarke can see smoke, so she quickly pulls her jacket back on before throwing up her hood and grabbing one of her Mother's flags. Luna had asked Clarke if she wanted to wear warpaint back at the beginning, but she'd denied and now the blood of her enemies served as her paint.
Clarke docks the small ship a mile out of town. With a sigh she wakes Delos up from his nap and they climb up the nearest tree to get an advantage. The flag is tucked securely into her belt and Clarke jumps from tree to tree as Delos leads the way. Halfway through the mile two scouts cross their path on a patrol but with a flick of a wrist two daggers come into Clarke's hands. A small smile forms on her lips as she drops between the two and slices through their throats using a reverse-grip. Clarke makes it the rest of the way through town without incident.
She smiles as from her pocket she reveals a small vial of clear liquid. The liquid is a special blend of Polonium, Ricin, Manchineel juice, XV and Cyanide. The five poisons combine together to create a liquid that when heated to gaseous form causes severe blistering, and vomiting for sixty seconds before it blocks all passage between your vital organs, and that's just from skin contact. The XV even had the added bonus of making sure that the deadly poison stays stationary and sticks to all nearby surfaces. The deadly poison can penetrate through concrete and is the hardest chemical substance to reproduce. It's Luna's secret recipe and it has to be kept in lead-reinforced glass cases and vials.
Clarke smiles before she pulls out a lighter. Surprisingly the combination of deadly poisons actually had a lower boiling point than all of it's base components. So as she holds the small vial over the lighter Clarke immediately sees bubbles forming and pulls the lighter away. She puts on a face mask, goggles and then puts a gas-mask stolen from the Trikru's mountain men over top of it. With a quick check she ensures that all of her skin is covered and that Delos is secure in the backpack she'd brought along just for this.
Clarke puts away the lighter and attaches the vial of poison to a larger vial and after being extra sure that there are no gaps, she twists open the vial a little and allows the gaseous poison to enter the larger vial. She twists the vial closed after it stops bubbling. Even a microgram of this gas could kill a whole clan and possibly more. Clarke drops the bag with Delos after she's commanded him to stay there, he'll get his fun in the next village.
She sneaks into the town dipping and bending into archways so as to eliminate the chance of her getting caught, she does have a job to do before she murders everyone in the surrounding area. So Clarke sneaks into the largest building in the small town and hangs the flag with the two bones and a wolf skull right in the middle of the front hallway.
Clarke puts the large vial directly under the flag, and leaves before anyone even knows she's there.
Clarke leaves and takes Delos with her, never looking back even as she hears the harsh screams hours later when someone is foolish enough to open the seemingly empty vial.
AN: I'm pretty sure that if you checked my browsing history it would look like I was planning a terrorist attack with how many poisons I just did research on.
Also there's a bit of pov change, starting off with 3rd person Lexa specific and then changing to Luna specific and then to Clarke specific... also I meant Villages... Clarke's going to pick 5 villages and kill all of the people in them.
~FoM