I am so sorry. Its been too long my friends! But I got a new job in the mountains and that means zero wifi connections xD Most of the time I've had to revert to writing letters to my family. Yeah. Feel my pain.
Anyway, here's a short drabble that I threw together in an effort to redeem myself. More coming, maybe.
"An explosion of that size could have killed my army."
Clarke glanced away hearing the unwilling vulnerability. A grounder never would never normally be willing to see a hole in their plans, a danger they were never willing to see, an enemy they underestimated.
And she saved them all.
"I didnt see the point of meaningless death" was her only reply.
Clarke's stomache lurched as she remembered, always remembered, the people in the Mountain. The innocent children. Some older ones shielding their beloveds probably trying in vain to shield them or comfort them.
"Thankfully your General was able to see that all I want for us is peace. Given time I could have even saved the Reapers."
"Explain", Lexa interrupted.
"The Reapers are your people, correct?"
"Captured and turned into monsters, yes." said Lexa nodding.
Clarke tilted her head. "If you look at their necks you'd see puncture marks. Tiny enough to miss. They were given a drug. It has turn them into what they are, driven nearly mad with their addiction and treatment beneath the Mountain."
"And what would you know of whats beneath the Mountain?", she asked.
Clarke's eyes darkened considerably. "I know enough."
She went on to explain.
"My people and I are adept at medication. The drug can be flushed out of their systems Commander. I can turn a reaper back into a man."
"You have great faith in your abilities. Are you sure you can prove what you claim?"
Clarke merely smirked.
Lexa grew angry and unwillingly turned on. She was a cocky sky person.
"I already have. With one of your people. Named Lincoln."
Lexa's gaze intensified. "Show me."
Clarke struggled to contain her smiles. Lexa was too easy to poke now that she knew how to handle her. This version of her was guarded but still very much the Commander that she knew.
Clarke simply nodded gesturing to her camp.