Well here is another chapter. Some torture in this chapter because life has been going too well for Kara and I can be a terrible person. Also, my life is getting stressful so stuff like chapter comes out. Apologize to those that find the last part of it weird. It kind of just happened when I was writing and I just went with it. Also getting dangerously close to Lexa's death on the show and I am feeling more spiteful because I am still pissed off as fuck about her death.

Fucking got carried away and started to watch the rest of the show. I remember why I hate Titus so much. Fucking asshole. That is the 3rd time I have watched that episode and I still cry like a baby over it.

If you put in infinity, life, death, and rebirth the first picture should be a tree surrounded by Celtic knots. That is what her tattoo is. Then at the base of her neck is the ouroboros, it looks like the one from full metal except it doesn't have the symbol in the center of it.

I own nothing except Kara!

Chapter Twelve

I didn't open my eyes at first and just enjoyed the feeling buzzing under my skin and the way when I shifted I felt deliciously sore. I cracked an eye open and could the tattoos on Lexa's back. I started to slowly drag my fingers up and down her back, enjoying the slight twitches of her muscles.

I shifted a little and then moved her hair to the side so that I could see her face. She looked so peaceful, none of the usual hard lines that are always present. I moved a little closer to where I was just next to her face and if I moved forward only a little then I could easily kiss her.

I continued to run my hand up and down her back while watching her sleep.

You are being creepy.

'Oh please do shut up. Now is not the time for commentary. Isn't your job as the first Wanheda to give helpful advice? Because seriously all you say is funny shit, be super sarcastic, or ask for popcorn.'

If you need helpful advice I will give you some but you haven't had the need for any so far. It hasn't been like you have been in serious enough trouble anyway.

I let out a loud groan and start hitting my head on the mattress.

'This just proves my point!'

"What are you doing my little warrior?" Lexa's voice was gravely from lack of water and just waking up.

I stopped hitting my head and slowly looked over where one of Lexa's eyes were cracked open and it was painfully obvious it was difficult for her.

I shuffled back closer and placed my face next to hers once more. "Did you know the original Wanheda is a sarcastic asshole?"

The eye narrowed at me and I could see the anger and irritation. "Kara. I swear. This is the second time you have woken me up for nothing. Will this be a trend?"

I don't respond right away, trying to keep myself from laughing. "What if I said yes?"

The fire burns brighter and then I feel her feet push against me and then I find myself on the floor, the stone, cold on my naked form. I was too stunned to move and just stared at the ceiling in complete shock.

"Did you just kick me out of bed?"

"Shof op."

I quickly crawl over the edge of the bed and jump straight on Lexa forcing all of my weight on top of her. I feel the growl she released, and I let out a chuckle. I move off and then climb under the furs and quickly kiss the side of her neck before laying on my back and pulling her partially on top of me.

"Go back to sleep ai hodness."

She let out a huff into my neck before her breathing evened out once more. I closed my eyes and followed her back to sleep.

I woke when I felt Lexa leave the warmth of the furs and felt the rush of desire seeing her naked form. I quickly rush forward and grab her hand before yanking her back.

She falls back onto the bed and I quickly straddle her. I lean in and slam my lips into hers. I fight for dominance with her and start nibbling on her lips before giving a harsh nip tasting some blood. I freeze for a fraction of a second but quickly continue what I was doing when no pain hit. I soothe the bite with my tongue. Lexa releases a moan that is almost sinful.

I slowly start to caress the side of her face before my hand starts to wander its way down before finding what I really wanted.

It quickly gets out of control, both of us losing any restraint and it becomes rough hands, sharp bites, and soothing tongues. Followed soon by bliss.

I had already used the binding on my chest and was about to put my shirt on when I stopped and noticed something on my side it looks like black ink and then I remember hearing somewhere that I was going to be marked and figured that must be what this is.

I turn and my eyes widen when I finally see what is on my back. Spanning from a little below my neck to down to the base of my spine is a giant tree. Surrounding the tree is what looks to be different types of knots. It looked something from a book on Celtic symbolism I had read when I was a really small child. I barely remember it but know it had something to do with life and death. I moved all my hair over my shoulder to get a better look when I noticed something on the back of my neck. It was red in color and looked almost like a dragon eating its own tail. Well isn't that just nifty.

I quickly throw on my shirt. Then work through the calming process of strapping my armor into place. I reach and throw my cloak over my shoulder and snap it on. I strap both daggers onto my thigs before reaching for my swords when someone smacks my hand.

I tensed before relaxing quickly, looking over I see Lexa standing there with something wrapped in cloth in her hands.

She looks a little sheepish and nervous. I give her a small smile. "What do you have there raccoon?"

Her eyes flash for a second before rolling her eyes. I smirk at her reaction.

"Open them, Kara."

I grab the cloth wrapped packages and was not prepared for the weight. I place them on the table next to me. I slowly push the cloth out of the way and then see two scabbards. Both are extremely well crafted and it made my mouth water.

"What is this Lexa?"

"You are the Commander of Death Kara. You are Wanheda. When I won my conclave I was gifted with two daggers from Anya. I always carry one with me."

I notice how she looks down and gently runs her thumb over the wood of the handle. Then it hits me. The dagger she gifted me all that time ago. The one I have kept with me and took great care of was the twin dagger of hers. I knew that they looked similar but not that they were twins. The love I felt for Lexa deepened and I could feel it crash into my body like the gentle waves of the ocean.

I grab her and kiss her gently. "Ai hod yu in."

She gives me a blinding smile and nudges me back to the swords. I turn and grab the one that has the black scabbard. I notice that just like the last sword it has no guard. The grip of this one is blood red. I grab the handle and I can feel how soft the leather is. I slowly remove the sword and gasp. The metal used is black and it must have been the same man who made my armor. Inlaid into the metal going down the middle were 5 of the remaining claws from the tiger. I then knew where the other 5 were. The metal was almost void black and engraved into the steel were stars that were somehow red.

I slowly returned it back into its scabbard and attached it to my right hip, before picking up the scabbard that was completely white. The grip of this sword was black and when I pulled the sword out while the normal color of steel and also had the last claws in the center. This sword had a similar pattern to my dagger from Lexa and I loved it. I slowly placed it back in its sheath and then tied it my left hip.

The last thing I did was attach the war skirt and then I knew I was ready. I stood in front of the mirror and then I noticed something off with my eyes. I thought when I heard the people of Polis talking about red eyes it was the whites that had turned red again but no. My eyes were now officially red. The color of blood. Well, that is certainly interesting and kind of funny because my hair and eye color are the same. Cool.

After a couple minutes of checking myself out in the mirror, I hear Lexa chuckle. I feel myself blush. "Shof op Leksa."

Lexa just gains a wicked smirk on her face. Apparently, while I was checking myself out in the mirror she had finished getting ready. "I guess you are happy with how you look?"

"Leksa the reason I love checking myself out is that everything I have on me you gave me and had specially made."

I adjust the armor a little bit. "Also I am hot as hell!" I tell her with a wink.

I take a step closer and grab her hands in mine. "I don't think you understand how much I love everything you have ever gifted me. I feel kind of bad I haven't had anything made for you. I will change that when we get back home after this trip," I say with conviction.

I release her hands and place my hands on her hips and pulling her flush against me, placing my forehead against hers.

Lexa's eyes shine and I feel her slightly rough hand cup my cheek. I lean a little into it but keep my head on hers.

"How did I get so lucky, my little warrior? You make me feel whole. I never thought I would ever feel anything remotely the same way I did when I had Costia. I don't know what would happen if I lost you. I need you to promise me you will be careful and not put yourself in unnecessary harm?" Her eyes are pleading, almost desperate.

I feel guilt rush through my body but make sure I don't give away that I know something is going to happen soon.

"I promise little raccoon," I then gently press my lips to hers. I feel her relax into the kiss and I relish the feeling of being complete.

On the ride back to Arkadia I let Clarke and Lexa talk figuring that they should probably attempt to work out whatever lingering issues that they have with each other. Also because I was feeling weird.

This sense of death and despair was increasing the farther away from the capital and the closer to our destination we became. I didn't like it. I had thought since I became the true Wanheda that my breaks in my mind would disappear but it appears they haven't. I could feel the need for blood increase.

I wanted to rip apart the thing that was causing me to feel this way. My whole body started to hum and feel hotter, while my eyes felt cold. Then I felt it. A wave of death rolled over me and I my eyes roll into the back of my head slightly.

"Heda!" One of the men scream.

When the horse walks over the ridge, I see it. The peacekeeping force meant to protect Arkadia from Azgeda threats was dead. All slaughtered. I could hear the buzzing in my ears and the voices were roaring in anger.

It is starting.

'What is starting?'

War.

I quickly jump off my horse and follow Clarke and Lexa. A couple of the guards head further into the field of death.

The need to fall under the wave of despair that hits me is strong and I trip slightly. I ignore everyone around me and can only see the blood that has soaked into the earth and know that this place will never recover from the death that has made its home here.

"Heda. Come quickly!"

We quickly follow and when we reach the edge of the tent I see Indra on the ground leaning against an old log.

"Indra!" I hear Lexa cry.

Clarke rushes forward and moves her armor to the side and I see the bullet wound gush blood.

"Stay away, you are one of them," Indra tells her.

"I need bandages."

"Let her help you," Lexa pleades.

"What happened here?" Lexa asks after Clarke presses the cloth to the wound.

"They attacked while we slept. Our warriors watched to the North looking for Azgeda. They killed our archers first, our infantry couldn't get close. Then they the executed the wounded."

Clarke seems to go into shock. "The summit was two days ago. How could Kane do this?"

"It wasn't Kane. It was Pike," Indra whispers.

"How did you escape?" Lexa's voice is calm, which greatly worries me.

"Bellamy."

The grip I have on my swords increases. He was here. He helped do this. I felt my hate increase and though I still deeply cared for the man, I knew he would have to die to pay for his crimes.

"Bellamy was with them?" Clarke asks.

"Bellamy wanted to spare the wounded but the others didn't listen. He convinced Pike to let me live so that I could deliver a message."

"What is the message?" Lexa's voice now has the slight edge of steel to it.

"Skaikru rejects the Coalition. This is their land now. We either leave or we can die."

The growl that escapes me is inhuman. I feel the fire coursing through my veins. The voices are screaming their acceptance of this challenge.

Lexa looks as equally enraged as I am.

She quickly stands and commands those around us. "Send riders. I call upon the armies of the 12 clans. In a days time, we lay waste to Arkadia and everyone within its wall."

"Sha Heda."

"Wait I can fix this," Clarke tells us.

"Hod em up!" Lexa tells the guards left. They quickly cross spears to stop Clarke.

"What are you doing?"

"I can't let you leave Clarke."

"So I'm a prisoner now? Just like that? What about Kara?"

I bare my teeth at her. "I didn't plan on leaving to talk to the enemy like you Clarke!" I hiss out.

"Yes, you are a prisoner,"

"At least let me talk to Kane."

I block out what Clarke is doing. I do see Lexa nod her head to something that was asked. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that it sounds like I am a prisoner. They weren't even my people. The only one I would claim as being part of my people is Clarke.

"Heda I am a prisoner? You know I want vengeance for these deaths right. I don't want to save them. I want them to burn!" I take several steps closer to her to where I am barely a foot away.

"So Heda. I ask again am I a prisoner?"

Lexa's eyes are as cold as ice when they look at me. I don't see the love in them. Her mask is perfect in this moment. "Till further notice yes. Yes, you are."

I bare my teeth and release a growl. "As you command, Heda."

My voice is filled with spite and I saw for a second I saw the regret flash across her eyes but it was too quick to tell.

"You may keep your weapons Kara. I just can't have you leave here."

"It is fine Heda. I understand." I bow my head and then walk over to Clarke and help her move Indra inside of the tent. I then walk over to the other side of the tent and sit down and just watch as Clarke helps Indra. Ignoring how my heart hurts and the whisper of the voices telling me to leave and not let ourselves be caged.

"Octavia?" I hear Clarke ask, which brings me back to myself and realize the time that has past.

"Where's Kane?"

"He sent me."

She leans down next to Indra. "Indra. Thank god."

Lexa walks closer to the group, almost like a cat gliding across the floor.

"How did this happen?"

"Kane lost the election to Pike. Everything is different," the look on her face is remorseful.

"Your people voted for this?" Lexa seems to become even angrier at that one statement.

"No, they wouldn't have. I don't believe this."

"You wouldn't know Clarke. You haven't been here."

"Listen to me. The grounder army is going to be here in less than a day. I need to speak to Bellamy," Clarke pleads.

I let loose a hiss and finally stand walking closer to Clarke. Octavia seems shocked to see me. Her eyes quickly flashing to my scars and then my eyes. I see a flash of fear before she turns back to Clarke.

"Bellamy was a part of this Clarke."

"He saved Indra's life."

"The only reason he saved it, is because he knew he had to have some reason to look in the mirror Clarke! He probably thought 'Oh well at least one is left so now I am not a truly terrible person.' At least Oct seems to understand that her brother is a fucking piece of shit! Accept it!" I scream at her.

"Kara, he is close to Pike. He trusts him. If we can get to him we can get to Pike."

"You can't just walk through the gates, Clarke. You have been living with the enemy. If it were me I would kill you on the spot," Lexa says.

"I can get her in."

"I won't let her just go to that camp with just you Oct. I'll come as well," I say taking a step closer to both Clarke and Octavia.

Lexa quickly turns to me, her eyes pleading for me to change my mind. I give a small shake to my head and I see her shoulders sag just a little.

"Let's go," Clarke tells us and walks toward the entrance of the tent.

I stalk over to Lexa and stop in front of her. My body burning with a sense of foreboding. I roughly grab the back of her head and slam my lips to hers. I heard the beginning of my name from her before my lips roughly attacked hers but I didn't stop. I pushed harder, deepening the kiss. My fingers card through her hair before I move my head back slightly stopping the kiss and push my face into the space between her neck and shoulders. The breath I take is deep and allows me to take in her full sent. I smell the dirt and pine, as well as the underlining smell of horse and the leather from her armor.

I push back from her causing her to stumble slightly. "I'm still slightly pissed at you but not as mad and I don't want to leave you angry."

The look on Lexa's face is kind of priceless. She lightly touches her lips and I can't help the smirk that spreads across my face. I was glad it was only really Indra left in the tent. The look she was giving me was not amused. Lexa still looked shocked but I see could the irritation start to build and knew it was time for me to leave.

I quickly unclip my cloak and battle skirt and toss them into the corner. When I reach the entrance I stop and look at Lexa. "I shall return Heda, I promise and I never break a promise."

While she only gives a small shake of her head, I can see that her eyes are screaming her love for me and that she will get me back for the stunt I just pulled. I feel a flash of pain in my heart at the thought that this might the last time I ever see her if this goes to shit. When I leave the tent I unhook my swords on my sides and then secure them to my back. Knowing it will be easier to have them there for later.

Octavia placed us in a secure room and then went to find Bellamy.

Remember to be strong.

My eyes widen and then I feel the rush of sadness and the burn of tears.

"Clarke?" my voice sounds small.

Clarke turns to me and I see the worry build. "Kara, what's wrong? Are you ok?"

I look at the floor and release a heavy sigh. "I have a bad feeling about this. If this goes south on us I need you to promise that you leave as quickly as possible and tell Lexa. If this happens I need you tell her I am sorry. Do you promise me?"

Clarke looks scared. I haven't talked like this for months. I haven't sounded broken like this since the night of the mountain before we left together. "Kara do you know something?"

I give a shake of my head. "I don't but I don't like this. Just promise me ok? I need you to promise."

Her eyes are conflicted. "I promise Kara."

"Good," I tell her. I hear the door open and watch as Bellamy comes inside the room. I move in front of Clarke keeping myself between her and him.

His eyes narrow with anger when he sees me and I can't help but bare my teeth at him.

"Go easy on Octavia. I had to beg her to get us into camp," Clarke tries to joke with him.

"What are you both doing here?" he asks.

Don't let him near Clarke.

I block out their conversation.

'What do you know?'

His eyes and hands betray him. He isn't as sly as he thinks he is.

'What does that mean? Tell me!'

He placed his hand in his pocket and is fingering something inside. What do you think could fit in a pocket that size child? What did the guards in the skybox keep in that pocket?

I look where his hand is and see what the voice was saying. I could see from the slight shift of his hand in his pocket the push of something circular in his hand as well as something 6 inches in length.

'Shock stick and cuffs?'

Yes, child. Do not let him near Clarke. If he gets close he will use her to keep us from killing him knowing we are the greater threat. Now listen.

"Pike is the problem. This isn't who you are," Clarke tells him.

He shakes his head and I watch his grip tighten in his pocket. "Your wrong. This is who I have always been. And I let you, Octavia, and Kane convince me that we could trust these people who have shown over and over again who they are. And I won't let anyone else die for that mistake."

I move slightly closer to him forcing him to take a small step back, increasing the distance between him and Clarke, allowing myself to be the one he would have to attack first.

"Bellamy, I need you. And we don't have much time."

"You need me?"

"Yes, I do. I need the guy who would not have left me to pull that lever by myself."

"You left me. You left everyone."

"Bellamy…"

"Enough Clarke! You aren't in charge here and that's a good thing because people die when you are in charge. And you were willing to let a bomb drop on my sister and then you made a deal with Lexa who left us in Mount Whether to die and forced us to kill everyone who helped us. People who trusted me!" he shouts at her.

I feel my eyes flash. The need to get Clarke out of here is increasing.

"I'm sorry. I am sorry for leaving but I knew I could because they had you," Clarke begins to cry.

Bellamy tries to step around me but I grab his arm tightly. "You stay away from her."

"Kara it's fine. Let him go."

I look over and she still has tears in her eyes.

"No," I tell her and look back at Bellamy. I watch as his hand slowly comes out of his pocket gripping something. I look up into his eyes and I see that he has made his choice.

"Run Clarke!" I scream at her.

Bellamy rips his hand out of his pocket releasing the shock stick as he does and then hits me in the leg.

The shock rips through my body and I hear myself release a grunt, falling to my knees. I let go of his hand and then feel him grip my throat.

He releases it from my leg and points it at Clarke. "I am taking you both to Pike."

My body feels sluggish and I hate it. I slowly push through the feeling and grab my dagger. I slash at his calf causing him buckle a little but keeping his weight.

"You promised Clarke!" I yell before Bellamy hits me with the shock stick once more and holds it down digging it into the side of my neck. I use some of the last of my strength to slash up and hit his arm with my knife. He drops the shock stick to grab his arm. I slash his leg once more, deep in his thigh, before I fall all the way to the floor, landing next to Bellamy who is putting pressure on the knife wound to his thigh.

I feel someone lift me up. "We need to leave now Kara," I hear Clarke.

"Clarke, you promised," I manage to mumble out. My whole body is in pain. I feel like I am about to pass out from how long I was hit by the stick.

"Ya well, Lexa would kill me if I left you here."

She leans me against the wall and then locks the door, to at least keep Bellamy somewhat contained. I see Octavia down the hall keeping watch. She quickly runs to us and looks concerned when she sees me.

"What the hell happened?"

"Bellamy is a dick," I mumble out.

"We need to leave now. Help me with her," Clarke tells Octavia.

Remember to be strong.

I feel a sudden rush of energy and stop leaning on the wall. I give my head a hard shake. "I will be fine for now. I don't need your help."

Clarke gives me a concerned look before seeing the look on my face and starts to follow Octavia who is already walking down the hall. I quickly follow when I hear someone yell from down the hall. I turn and look and see that Bellamy is out of the room looking pissed off as fuck. Shit.

I turn back and push Clarke into Octavia. "Take her and go!" I tell her before heading back towards Bellamy. I know I made the right decision when I see three guards come around the corner. Well fuck. This just went to shit. I sprint off down the hall yelling out a war cry and tackle Bellamy to the floor. I punch him hard in the face and then reach down while he is disoriented and grab the shock stick. I stand up, flick it open, and then grab my sword with my left hand.

I quickly stand up and rush the group of guards who are almost on me. I hit the first one hard in the neck with my shock stick sending him to the ground, moaning in pain. I swing my left arm out and slash another guard across his chest deeply. I turn to hit another guard with the stick when I felt something hard tackle me to the floor. I land heavily and feel all the air escape from my lungs.

I use the small amount of leverage I have and throw him off of me. I go to stand and only make it my knees when I feel fire rip through my body starting from two different areas before a third join. It becomes too much and then everything goes dark.

*POV CHANGE (Lexa)*

I have been pacing my tent for hours now. I didn't feel right about letting Kara leave. I had a bad feeling about this. The look on her face before she left was the same look she gave me before I left at the mountain. The look of she will never see me again and it left me feeling sick.

I knew I shouldn't have forced the prisoner thing on her. I know how she feels about just the thought of being locked up and how it terrifies her.

It was a couple of hours after night fell when Indra spoke.

"I don't know if we can beat their guns. Not unless we use them ourselves."

"Heda. She's back," a guard tells me when he enters a tent. He only said she and my heart stops.

Clarke comes into the tent and I don't see Kara. She doesn't look me in the eye and continues to stare at the floor. My mouth goes dry and I feel sick.

"Where is Kara?" Indra asks.

"She…" she chokes on that word.

"WHERE IS KARA CLARKE!" I roar at her. Every sense of mine is in overdrive.

I grip the edge of the table to try and calm my racing heart. Trying not to think about the other time this has happened. The time when Costia was taken. I feel the burn of tears.

"Clarke…please," I whisper.

Clarke finally looks up at me with remorse and overwhelming sadness. "She was captured to allow us to escape. A patrol of guards turned down the hall we were in and Bellamy escaped the room we locked him in. She threw me into Octavia before charging down the hall. Octavia made me leave."

I let out a wail of despair and flip the table. Candles, papers, and maps went flying everywhere.

I feel my eyes burn with tears but I refuse to let them fall.

"Lexa," I look back at Clarke and notice she has tears running down her face.

"Lexa, I think she knew this was going to happen. We were in the room waiting for Bellamy and then all of a sudden she starts acting weird and she is making me promise her that I will leave her behind if something happens."

Clarke looks down at the floor and releases a shuddering breath. "She also made me promise to tell you that she is sorry that she broke her promise."

I feel my stomach drop and it feels like a part of me breaks. Then I feel all my feelings go to the back of my mind. I pull myself up straight.

"Well, Clarke it looks like you going has done nothing and has, in fact, made everything worse. I will kill every last person in Arkadia to get my vengeance for the deaths of 300 of my warriors and then I personally kill Pike and Bellamy for taking what is mine. There is nothing you can do that will stop me and you better pray that I get her back the same way she left or the only thing left of your people will be their ashes," I said with my straightest face.

I watch with almost sick satisfaction as all the color drains from Clarke's face.

"Lexa you can't do this. What about the people who didn't want this? The ones who wanted Kane to be chancellor. My mother would never have wanted this," Clarke pleades.

"I am the COMMANDER CLARKE! You will listen to Me! The only reason I didn't destroy Azgeda after Costia was because I knew I needed one of the largest nations to be backing me for the attack on the mountain. Well, The mountain is gone now. Kara made sure of that with the culling but we don't have them anymore."

You need to calm yourself.

I feel everything stop. The anger that was slowly building up at dangerous levels balanced out and I could finally think clearly and when it did I realized I was hyperventilating.

"Lexa, please. I am begging you don't do this! You aren't thinking clearly. You can't kill everyone in Arkadia. If you do this, then they might hurt Kara!"

The thought of her gone tears through me. It makes me try and think of what would happen if she was taken from me for all time. The sudden flare of pain is so intense that I fall to my knees and a keening wail escapes. It occurs to me that I don't know what I would do with myself if she was taken from me. I feel a strong hand grip my shoulder and I press my hand to my mouth to keep the sounds to myself. The grip increases.

I look up and see the devastated blue eyes of Clarke. I slowly stand and block out the pain radiating in my chest.

"We will get Kara back. I need that radio from Octavia to talk to Kane. We will get her back and then all those responsible for the deaths of my warriors will be given the Death of 1000 cuts. If Kara is hurt though. If she is hurt. Well, those responsible will regret the day they were ever born, for what I plan to do with them. Well, let us just hope that she isn't hurt."

I slap Clarke's hand off my shoulder.

"Get me, Octavia. I need to discuss somethings with Kane and I need to know the layout of Arkadia. If it is possible I will take a small group of warriors and I will get my Wanheda back."

*POV CHANGE (Kara)*

I came too slowly. I could tell I was strung up by my arms and someone had removed all of my armor, swords, daggers, boots, and even my shirt. Leaving me in only my pants and chest bindings. A chill went down my spine when I finally opened my eyes.

I was in a cell. I saw a guard posted at the entrance of the cell staring at me. The door to the cell was just a giant glass wall. I look around and see that I am chained up in the middle of the room. I am glad that they at least had the foresight to let my feet touch the ground or I probably would have suffocated.

I look back up at the guard and give him my best death glare and bare my teeth at him. I feel the fire spread through my body and my eyes feel cold. The guard whole body begins to scream fear and he even takes a small step back.

I start to giggle before I finally release a deranged laugh. Gasping for air I continue to laugh and only stop when I hear the airlock door open. I open my eyes not remembering when I shut them to see Bellamy who walks with a slight limp and Pike.

"How's the leg, Blake?" I ask him as sweetly as possible.

"Don't respond Son."

Pike walk up to me and stops to stare down at me.

"I remember hearing reports about your crime on the ark and thought how could a child do something like that. I am not surprised you integrated too well into the grounder force. I have heard you have gotten very close to the Commander. Her name is Lexa isn't it?" With that question, he tilted his head.

I spit in his face. "YOU HAVE YOU NO RIGHT TO SPEAK HER NAME RIPA!"

The force of the slap throws me head violently to the side. From the taste of iron, I can only guess that he split my lip. Fingers dig into my chin and lift my face up.

"You have two options here Kara," He holds up one finger.

"One you can cooperate with me and tell me everything I want to know," He then lifts the second finger.

"Or you go for option two and it can hurt."

He let go of my chin but kept his face close to mine.

I narrowed my eyes at him and before he could react I threw my head forward and hit him straight in the face. I heard the sharp crack of the man's nose and his howl of pain. He fell back a couple of steps holding his nose.

My teeth were bared at the man and released a growl.

"Ai laik no Natrona!" I hiss at them. (A/N: So this should mean. I am no traitor. I don't know if you can use the word laik in this but I am hoping that the true meaning of it actually means am.)

I watch as Pike's eye narrow in anger at me. He releases his nose and I can see that it is crooked from the hit.

Pike reaches into his pocket and pulls out a shock stick, flicking out his wrist, activating the thing. I feel my heart skip a beat and try to ignore the fear that is swirling through my body.

"I read somewhere that therapists would use shock therapy for their more deranged patients. I wonder if it actually worked."

With those parting words, he hit me in the stomach. I felt the electricity rip through my body. My body started to jerk with the need to get away. I clenched my teeth to keep from making a noise. After about 30 seconds he pulled it back.

I felt myself fall forward a bit, trying to suck in as much air as possible. Not even 10 seconds pass before he hits me with the thing again, holding it for what feels like forever.

When he releases it this time, my heart feels like it is having problems. Each beat I can feel through my whole chest but it almost seems to skip beats. I try to control my breathing.

"Now Kara. Don't you care about your people? If you give me the answers to what I am looking for we don't have to go through this whole song and dance. So what do you say? Do you feel like cooperating now?" He lifts my chin with the edge of the deactivate shock stick.

When I look into his eyes, I notice it is really hard to focus but I won't tell him shit.

"Ai laik no Natrona," I mumble out.

I feel something hard hit me in my stomach, leaving me gasping for air. I look up and feel a fist slam into my face, the force throwing my head to the side. I look back at Pike who has taken a step back. I see Bellamy standing next to him but his face is revealing nothing.

"My mother hit harder than you," I tell him with a bloody smile. I spit at his feet and then I realize how much prettier black is. I can't take my eyes off of it.

I hear heavy steps forward before another fist hits my face, followed by an uppercut. My vision starts to get fuzzy as I try to stay awake. My whole body thrumming from the pain and exhaustion.

I look up when I hear the zapping of electricity. Pike brings his arm back and then looks me in the eye.

"So I guess it's gonna be the hard way then," and with those final words, swings with all his might hitting me hard on my side. I hear the slight crack from the hit and then my whole body screaming at me.

I let out a grunt of pain and pull as hard as possible on the bindings keeping me up, trying to get away with all my might. I am slowly losing the fight to stay awake the longer he holds the baton to my body.

I close my eyes and imagine Lexa's smiling face. The way the area around her eyes crinkle in happiness when we are alone.

Pike finally removes the baton from my side but I don't open my eyes, keeping them closed and breathing in heavily. Ignoring how even a small intake of air is agony to my right left, realizing the crack I heard when he hit my side was not from the blow but because the mother fucker cracked one of my ribs.

Someone slaps me hard across the face. "Open your eyes now."

I keep them closed enjoying the way Lexa's eyes don't seem quite as hard when she looks at me when we are surrounded by others. Another powerful slap. "Open them now!"

I feel the cold and the fire rush through my body. I finally open my eyes and give him my best death glare. A look that promises only pain and death.

Pike's eyes widen and he involuntarily takes a step back before he looks disgusted. "I knew your mother before you killed her. We had known each other since we were small children. Did you know that? One night we went out drinking when you were around 5. It was at the end of the night before we left and I won't lie, we had probably drunk more than we should have," he tells me with a chuckle before his eyes go hard once more.

"She told me that her daughter, you Kara, had gotten mad at her over the fact you wanted to go to work with her instead of daycare and she wouldn't let you. Eventually, she got you to go to daycare and not throw a fit once there but something interesting happened during your little hissy fit. She swore that your eyes turned red for a couple seconds before returning to normal. She even asked me if she was going crazy. I, of course, told her that no, she wasn't going crazy. I even doubted it because I had never heard of such a thing before in all my years. I guess she was telling the truth."

"Why do your eyes do that Kara? How do you now bleed black? Will you at least tell me that?"

I start to giggle and then laugh a couple of seconds before stopping. "Ai laik Wanheda."

He slaps me once more across the face. I feel a brief flash of pain in my mouth and then taste the blood and realize I bit my cheek.

"Speak English Kara! You are from the Ark, and not one of the grounders!"

I let out a small chuckle. "Charles, I finally found myself here on the ground and when I am released from this I will kill you slowly."

I barely register the sound of electricity before I feel it running through my whole body, my back arches from the pain. He doesn't release the thing and continues to keep it pressed into my chest. I try to focus on something else, to try and not think of what is happening but it is too much. I start to smell burnt flesh from where he has the shock stick.

He finally stops.

Multiple muscles of my body continue to twitch and my heart is doing something funny. Almost as though it has forgotten how to properly pump blood through my body. I feel something warm slowly falling down my arms and know without even looking that I have shredded my wrists from how hard I was pulling on the cuffs. I release a quiet whimper when I feel a finger press into the burn from the shock stick.

"The grounders would be impressed with the strength you are showing. Your little Commander might even be as well. You might even see her sooner and in a better condition if you answer my questions. Now, how many warriors is the Commander sending?"

He starts to push harder into the wound. "Just one small number."

With that last word, he reaches back and slams his fist into my stomach. I feel bile start to rise and barely force it back down. I slowly look up and red meets brown. I don't say anything and continue to stare.

My muscles are burning from keeping my head up. I watch as Pike moves behind me and all I can see in front of me is Bellamy who looks kind of pale and slightly green from what he is watching. I bare my teeth at him before I let my head fall forward no longer having the strength to keep it up.

I feel rough fingers touch my back and I feel sick. The fingers feel wrong and every part of my body is screaming at me to get him to stop touching me. His fingers continue to trail over my back and then he pushes my braids to the side and I hear him let out a whistle. I jerk my body forward to try and get him to stop touching me.

"When did you get these? This one on the back of your neck is especially interesting."

I then feel his hand slowly trail up and touches the ivy on the right side of my head, following the flowing vines down the side of my neck, then up my arm before trailing off around my elbow. A shudder of revulsion spreads through my body.

My whole body stills when I feel cold steel start to lightly scrape across my back. The blade is sharp enough that I can feel tiny drops of blood form on my back. Then a heavyweight is leaning on my back and I see my dagger enter my field of vision.

The growl I release is low and inhuman.

"I see you recognize this. Funny thing is, is that Bellamy was telling me how the Commander has one that looks just like this. I wonder if it is just as sharp as this one. I barely ran it over your skin and you already bleed. So fascinating."

I fell the loss of weight on my back and I am grateful he isn't leaning on me anymore. I feel the blade cut slowly across my back. I release a hiss.

"Well, would you look at that. Sharper than I imagined. Do you even feel when it cuts you? Or do you only feel it after it happens?"

Another cut across my back, this one I feel is deeper than the first cut. Another cut quickly follows. Then another. Then another. The more he cuts into my back the more my head starts to hurt. The more it feels like something is beating at a door trying to get out. I have a feeling what it is and the fear quickly races down my spine.

Each knife split my skin like a knife through butter. I now greatly regretted how often I sharpened the thing. I didn't feel the cut but felt it after and as the blood ran down my back.

"I feel like I am just talking to myself here Kara. I am disappointed in you. Don't you want to talk?" I hear him walk around to the front of me and then my dagger is used to lift my head up. The blade digs into my chin and the warm blood that falls down my neck.

"Now Kara. Really, this would be so much easier if you would just talk." He then quickly removes the dagger and I stupidly keep my head up looking at him. I watch as his fingers slowly move up and touch the claw marks that take up the right side of my face. Lunging forward, my teeth meeting nothing but air, Pike moving his hand quickly out of the way.

"Well, that wasn't very nice Kara. We were just having a civil conversation," Pike tells me as he slowly runs the dagger across my stomach. I release a hiss of pain from how deep he cuts the dagger across my skin.

"Does your Commander enjoy these on your face or does she feel revulsion? Probably doesn't find them attractive at all. I mean how can she be attracted to something like this? Though she is a savage so she probably does," He asks me. He then lifts his pointer finger up.

"Oh, I have a great idea what if we added them to the other side and see what she feels for you then. What do you think?"

I don't give him the satisfaction of an answer and just stare impassively at him.

"I know I think it is a great idea as well. Now hold still I want this to be perfect. Don't worry I'll keep your pretty little eye out of it."

Then he lifts my dagger and digs it deeply into the top part of my skull and slowly digs it straight down, making sure to keep the blade away from my eye. He then repeats the process again with the same cut.

"There now you have one. Just three more to go."

Only one cut was just as painful as when the claws dug into my face.

He slowly starts the next cut. A whimper escapes my mouth. When he gets to the bottom of my jaw he continues a little down my chest.

"Don't want it to be exactly the same now do we."

Then goes over the cut once more. I start to breath faster trying to ignore the pain in my face.

"Ok now here is number three. You are doing so well. Lexa would be so proud," he sweetly tells me. Almost talking like a proud parent.

I clench my eyes closed and I can see Lexa looking back at me, her chest puffed up with pride at seeing me, with fierce love in her eyes.

Then I feel the blade starting the third cut. When he repeats the cut for the second time I bite down hard on my tongue to keep the scream locked in my throat.

"One more to go and then we can be done for the day. How does that sound?"

I don't even have the strength the nod my head.

He finally starts the second to last cut and this time it feels like he is going slower than the other three combined. When he starts the second pass through he makes it to the top of my cheekbone before violently pulling down.

The scream that escapes is loud and long, when I cut it off, I can't stop the whimpers of pain and can feel the hot tears running down my face burning my new cuts.

"See now we are done with that. Now if you just tell me what I need to know then we can stop all of this," the smile he gives me is friendly. Like he hasn't just carved into my back or into my face or used the shock baton repeatedly on my body.

"I ain't telling you shit," then I spit and watch black saliva hit him across the face. The satisfaction I feel at that causes me to start to laugh and I feel the slight shift in my mentality. My reality starts to slip and the insanity starts to creep closer to the surface before something that sounds like shattering glass echoes through my mind and I feel myself get pushed into the deepest part of my mind and I know that I am so fucked.

I look down when I feel myself get stabbed. I see that a dagger is sticking out of my leg and then continue to laugh.

"Oh aren't you just a little ball of joy! I think you should let me go so we could play together."

I start to frown. "Don't you want to play with me?"

Pike looks mildly concerned and very confused before he becomes passive once more.

"No. We might be able to play if you answer some questions for me though."

I smile showing all my teeth and pull further on the bonds. "Promise?"

Pike looks back at Bellamy before looking back at me. "I promise Kara. Do you know how many warriors are coming?"

I scrunch up my face trying to think. I start to ecstatically shake my head. "Ya! I totally know!"

"Well, why don't you tell me so that we can properly prepare for their arrival," Pike gives me a small smile but the concerned look is still in his eyes.

"I'll tell you when you let me down. I won't hurt you I promise. Lexa made me promise to behave. She even gave me a reward for behaving last time," I tell him with a wink.

"It was so much fun," I growl out and feel the ice-cold feeling in my eyes. My smile becomes predatory and then I give a really hard pull on the bonds, hearing the slight groan of the metal bolts holding the chains up.

Pike looks up when hearing the groan and then punches me in the stomach.

I pout again. "That isn't very nice Pike. I said I promised to be good."

A small voice in the back of my mind is screaming at me, begging me to stop so I don't get us killed but I am having too much fun and I can't feel the pain just yet so why should I? I finally put all the weight back on my feet evenly and look down at the dagger in my leg.

"Can you remove this? It shouldn't have my blood on it. It was meant for others blood and not my own."

"I'll remove it and get someone to fix you up if you just tell me how many men will be coming to attack Arkadia."

Pike grabs the dagger but instead of pulling it out he starts to twist it. I stare down impassively at what he is doing and look up at him once more.

"I won't tell you anything till you release me. I could even play with the others that you need things from if you let me go. I can be very good at it," I tell him with a grin.

"Do you promise?" He asks.

I shake my head. "I always keep my promises! You can ask Bell. He'll totally back me!"

I look over at Bellamy and give him a gentle smile. He looks very concerned for me. Pike looks over at Bellamy before returning back to me.

"How do I know that you will even tell me what I want to know? I am not stupid Kara. I know what you are trying to do," the look Pike has is so funny, with his forehead all scrunched like that.

I let out a giggle.

"But see I promised, anyways I am the more fun one. I was so bored for sssooooo long!"

"What are you talking about?" Pike looks very confused.

I tilt my head at him. "I mean I am Still Kara but like the better parts. Well in my opinion anyway. Um, Doctor Griffin told me that I made another part of myself and that I was the dangerous part of me. That was the only reason that Doctor Griffin agreed to the medication that Jaha wanted to give me. I am the better half."

"So you really are crazy then?" He asks me.

I let out a growl. "I AM NOT CRAZY!"

I shake my head. "Sorry about that. I am not crazy. I hate that word. I am the better part of me. I can do things that the other me wouldn't do. I was the thing that was created as a child to protect myself."

"Protect yourself from what?"

"My mom. She wasn't the nicest. Calling your child a demon is never a nice thing Pike or you know hitting them. I had to be stronger. I had to be better. I had to be the thing that would protect the weaker side from breaking. I do the things that the other would never be able to handle. Do you understand now?"

Pike takes a step back from me and just continues to stare me down before taking a step forward and ripping the knife from my thigh. I let out a high pitch bark of laughter.

He turns to Bellamy. "Does she keep her promises? Has she ever broke one?"

"Negative sir. Though I really think you should think about this. She is obviously not all there."

"Isn't that we need right now though? I mean think about. We give her what she want's and then she gives us all the information we want to know on the grounders."

Seriously it is like they forgot I fucking exist.

Pike turns back to me and stands there for a couple minutes thinking about what he should do. "What was the last promise you made?"

"I promised I would return after coming here but if I go back then I don't get to play and I don't want that. It is so boring. I can help you. I am good at killing. I ripped a man's throat out with my teeth! Come on. You were right I am not part of them. If I was then I would not have come here. I would have let the 12 clans kill you. They have enough men to do that. You need to be smart here Pike. Think about it. I know everything there is to know about the grounder force and even more about Lexa."

I can hear the screaming of the voice telling me not to betray Lexa.

I then lift myself up slightly and then pull down with all my strength and hear the metal groan once more. Before Pike can hit me, I give one more hard pull and hear the breaking of metal and then I am standing straight up.

Pike looks furious and Bellamy actually looks scared.

I quickly back up and hold my hands up in surrender. "See I am being good. Just like I promised."

Pike takes a step closer to me. "How did you do that?!"

I stand straight up once more. "I am the Commander of Death. I have gone through the rite of passage. I now have the marks and I am one with the blood. The stories the grounders spoke of were not falsehoods but tales of truth. Give me the fun I want and I won't lay waste to this place. Let me kill who I want and I will give you no problems. I need to speak to Abby and have her repair the damage to this body but remember I am the stronger one."

Pike looked absolutely shocked. His mouth continued to open and close, not seeming to understand what I had just told him. "Wait. Back up here. You are telling me that the myths of the grounders about this legendary Wanheda crap are actually true. What would happen, Kara, if I decided you were too dangerous and just killed you here and now and took your powers?"

I give a shrug of my shoulders. "You would lose yourself to it Charles Pike. Death is chaos and one's mind must be chaos to accept death and while you have killed you always have been more of a level-headed kind of guy at least from what I can tell. You would suffer from the insanity that would grip you and die from the shock your body would go through."

"Then tell me how you can be this Wanheda?"

"Well, I was one of the lucky chosen. I have heard the voices for as long as I remember and I made it through the ascension which hurt like a bitch by the way. Now move I need to talk to Abby because of you idiots, I am on the verge of my death and I haven't had any fun for a very long time. So move before I make you. Hell, you can even have Bellamy follow me around. Or you bring Abby here to fix me up because you two are lucky I haven't actually died yet because you know that blood loss it a thing right. Two options here guys, pretty simple."

Pike takes a couple steps back. "I will bring Abby here for you. Then when she is done we will discuss everything that you know."

Pike and Bellamy quickly leave and then all the strength vanishes and I fall to the floor. My head is swimming and it is hard to think straight or even get a full breath of air, black spots continuing to swim in my vision.

Do you know what you are doing? If you fuck this up we die and we never get to see her again. You understand this right?

'Yes, I understand how important this is. I actually like the girl, though she can be a hardass sometimes but she seems like my kind of chick. I understand that if this isn't done right then everyone here will die and Lexa will soon follow. I know how important this is. Now stop reminding me.'

I look up when I hear the opening of the airlock doors. Abby grows pale when she sees me before turning around with a heated glare to Bellamy.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Do you even realize what you have done?"

Bellamy keeps his face straight. "Just fix her doc," with those final words he leaves the cell and I hear the door shut.

Abby stops in front of me before crouching down and forcing me to look into her eyes. Her eyes are soft and kind and though I am the crazier one I can't stop the tears from seeing that.

"Oh, Kara. Don't worry I'll fix you, don't worry. Everything will be fine," she tells me with tears starting to swim in her eyes. I just give her a slight smile.

Reaching my hand out and grabbing her arm in a tight grip. "I need to leave here. Lexa won't let me stay. I need to return and I need your help to do it. I can't hold this for long. You know that this part of me only comes out in times of stress. I can only pretend for so long and when they figure out what I am trying to do they will kill me. I know that they won't ever let me leave here till the threat is over but I can't wait till then."

She releases my head and I barely have the strength the keep it up before letting my head fall back down.

"Ok sweetheart I need you tell me where the worst of this is," she asks gently.

"My back and my face," I slur out. I see the blackness at the edge of my vision increasing and the constant ache from the cuts, burns, broken ribs, and from the blood loss is hitting harder than earlier.

"Let's get these stitched up first. If it makes you feel any better they actually look pretty straight but they will take awhile to heal."

I feel the slight prick of the needle for every stitch she creates but I keep quiet fighting the urge to fall asleep. Ignoring the increasing pain and darkness that is seeping into everything.

"Ok, I am going to help you move over onto your back ok. Just hold on and I'll get it fixed for you as soon as possible."

I feel her gently grab my shoulders and start to slowly move me to lay on my stomach. When I am finally laying down flat and she sees the state of my back I hear the slight hiss.

"Good god. Ok, I need to clean them first and then I can stitch them up for you," I hear her tell me but it sounds real far away.

I try to fight the blackness but then I feel the antibacterial on my back and then the burning and that is the catalyst to this and I am pulled under.

I almost put this up earlier today but then I was going through it and felt it didn't have enough. So now you have this. I know that this got kind of weird at the end but I hope it didn't turn out too terrible.