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"EVERYONE RUN!"
Octavia heard the blonde yell as frenzied chaos broke out. The beast was menacing, looked similar to a saber tooth from back in the stone age but was more grotesque, and had to be doubled in size.
The creature seemed confused on who to pursue, and to be honest it looked more surprised to see us than we were of it. Octavia searched the crowed, ensuring everyone was counted for. That's when she saw Niylah frozen in fear with the creature staring right at her.
"Niylah." She whispered, taking quick steps towards the blonde. One of the scouts, not paying attention, ran right into the brunette knocking her off balance. Once Octavia regained her sense and returned her focus to the blonde, and could see Clarke grabbing her hand pulling her out further into the woods.
Making a split decision, O began taking quick steps towards the two but was stopped when a hand wrapped around her arm, it was Indra. "Octavia, she will be fine. We must ensure the rest of our people make it back safely."
Octavia looked Indra in the eyes, she was torn. She couldn't stand the thought of Niylah being out there in this whole new world.
"Clarke will protect her, lets go!" Indra spoke again, as if reading her thoughts.
'Clarke' she thought, if anyone knew this place better, it would be her, but still the thought of the beast chasing them unnerved the brunette to no end.
"We have to regroup and go after them." O spoke, quickly looking for the others. Most everyone had already ran back towards the bunker, but a handful. Indra and her scouts. That's all Octavia needed anyway.
"We know nothing of this new earth. We don't even know where they went, or ended up." Indra spoke, clear frustration in her tone.
"We know what direction they went, if Clarke's smart enough she would of found them shelter. We'll look for a cave or anything the same. We can't just leave them out there."
"To be honest, O. You are being naïve, this is our first time in over six years being out of the bunker and we have no idea what is out there. Please see reason and let us come up with a more solid plan. You have to trust that Clarke and Niylah are fine."
Octavia just stared, once again Indra was right. O was losing her ways over a forbidden romance and that was something she could not let happen. She needed to think clearly for her people, but still the thought of Niylah possibly being hurt weighed heavily in the back of her mind.
"Ok." She finally spoke, nodding her head for the group to return to the bunker, but not before turn back to the blondes last whereabouts. The sharp cry of the Bladetooth cut through the trees, sending shivers down her spine.
"May we meet again." She spoke before turning to meet the group.
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"So.." Clarke began, running the tip of her finger along the blonde's arm. Clarke's head was resting on her elbow with the other woman facing away from her. "Was it just like you remembered?" she teased.
Niylah couldn't help but smirk at the blonde's question. "Mmm.. To be honest, you were a bit rusty."
Clarke's mouth dropped open at the response giving the blonde a playful slap, "I beg to differ, because I'm pretty sure your reactions were telling a different story."
They both laughed as Niylah rolled over, now only inches from Clarke. "I missed you so much." She spoke, placing her hand on Clarke's cheek.
"I missed you too." Clarke choked, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "We should probably head back to the bunker now, my mom is probably freaking out."
"Oh god, yeah I bet, and Octavia. She's probably raising hell right now." Niylah stated innocently. She met Clarke's eyes and she could see a hint of sadness. "That's just how she's always been I mean. Always looking out for her people."
Clarke just smiled and nodded as she rose from the bed in search of her clothes. "Yeah, that she does. She's a strong leader. Way better than I ever was." She finished, pulling her shirt over her head. Niylah quickly sat up, watching the blonde's movements. "She is a very strong leader, yes, but she doesn't have a heart like you, Clarke." Clarke stopped for a moment taking in the blonde's words before pulling her pants the rest of the way up.
"Here, get dressed. We shouldn't waste anymore time." Clarke spoke, handing the blonde her clothing, she seemed hurt by Clarke's words.
"I don't consider this moment with you a waste of time, is that how you feel?" she spoke, aggressively pulling her shirt on.
"What? No, that's not how I meant that and you know it, Niy. Come on." Clarke assured, halting the blonde's harsh movements. "I would stay here with you forever if we could, but its not realistic. That's all I meant."
Niylah stared deep into the blonde's eyes, and only saw sincerity. She wasn't sure why she wanted to pick a fight with her, maybe reality was still trying to settle in. "I know, I'm sorry."
And with that, both the girls continued to dress, and prepare for the journey back.
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After closing the bunker door, Octavia met the group in the main room. All held worried and frightened expressions. Each throwing out their worries and questions her direction as she walked down the ramp.
"Everyone, please stay calm. We never knew what would come with the new world. How could we? There was no way of knowing, but I can tell you that we are resilient, strong, and most of all we are adaptable. We've overcome so much together over the years, let us NOT fall apart now. Just because those doors are open now, doesn't mean what we built ends. Look at Clarke, she survived out there for six years, and with her help, we too will survive for another hundred years to come." The brunette spoke, standing tall with her words. This was what Octavia grew to be, the fierce leader for the undergrounders. A role that she needed to up keep for her people.
"Speaking of Clarke, where is she?" Abbie spoke up after a while.
Octavia met her gaze, "She and Niylah are still out there. The beast was going after Niylah and Clarke stepped in to save her, last we saw they were heading northeast further into the woods. I'm sorry Abbie, that is all we know at the moment."
Indra stepped forward, "We plan to put together a search team before nightfall. Any volunteers would be appreciated. We will leave in the next hour."
"I'll be coming with you." Abbie spoke, gather back her pack, and handing the other equipment off to Jackson.
"Abbie, we really need you here." O spoke, continuing down the ramp.
"You were completely fine with Jackson and I going out there just moments ago. I'm going."
"Yes, that was before we were attacked by a massive feline. I can't risk losing out best doctor, especially in the days to come." The brunette spoke stern in her tone, stopping in front of the doctor.
"I don't think you understand, that is my daughter out there, who by the way I just got back. I wont just stand around, you can't expect that from me."
"Abbie, I'll go and ensure they are both brought back safely." Nathan spoke, placing his hand on her arm for reassurance. Abbie looked at his hand, then to him.
"Please, Abbie. We need all essential personnel to stay. Clarke's smart and resourceful." Octavia spoke gently, grabbing Abbie's hand. Her demeanor seemed to ease, as much as she wanted to be out there with them finding Clarke, she knew they were right. If this world was as dangerous as what they have already seen then it was more than likely she would be needed a lot in the days, even months, to come.
Seeing that the Doctor understood, O turned to Indra and told her to gather anyone that was trained in combat, and ready them within the hour. Before turning to enter her office.
Pressing her back against the door as it shut, releasing a drawn out sigh. "Damn it, Niylah." She huffed, staring at her desk, memories of the last time she and the blonde spent in this room flooded her mind. This was going to be harder than she thought. She craved the blonde's touch and her silky sounds. She didn't want to think about Niylah and Clarke alone for so long, if they were hiding out somewhere.
Shuddering at the thought, Octavia pushed away from the wall to gather a few items. It was then she decided that she would show the blonde how much she meant to her, how good only she could make her feel, how deeply they needed each other.
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Pushing the door open, Clarke peaked her head out, taking in their surroundings. It was mostly quiet apart from the birds chirping and the occasional screaks in the far out distance. "Ready?" Clarke questioned, turning back towards the blonde. Niylah simply nodded before following the blonde out of the door, but not before grabbing her by the arm and yanking her back.
Clarke was caught of guard as the other woman pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "What was that for?" Clarke asked as she licked her lips.
Niylah just shrugged as she pushed past the woman, taking lead. Clarke couldn't contain the silly smile she had as she watched the blonde walk away, taking in the sight.
It had been about twenty minuets into their return when Clarke heard movement up ahead, quickly grabbing the blonde and pushing her against the nearest tree, peaking her head out every so often.
"It sounds like the others, they probably sent out a search party." Niylah whispered.
Clarke shook her head, "Maybe, but we aren't the only people to now walk this earth. There were other nightblood that survived, and I have yet to meet a friendly bunch." She spoke in a low tone. Watching for any movements.
The sounds of occasional chatter could be heard as footsteps became louder. Clarke unsheathed her blade, waiting for the right time to pounce, motioning to the blonde to stay quiet.
A moment later a figure unknowingly stepped in sight as Clarke tackled the figure to the ground, raising her arm to strike she quickly realized who the victim was.
"Nathan?" she squeaked, releasing her hold.
"Damn, Clarke. You could of killed me." He spoke, raising back to his feet, brushing off debris.
"Well maybe you should be a little more quieter next time. Why are you here?"
He seemed confused by the question, "To rescue you two of course. Why else would we be out here right now?"
"Right." Clarke spoke, feeling foolish for asking such a silly question. Turning back Niylah had already stepped out from behind the tree and was by Clarke's side. "Where are the rest?" she asked, looking into the trees.
"We spread out into a half mile radius, I'll radio in and let everyone know you guys are safe." And with that he lifted his radio, informing the rest of his findings. After receiving confirmation, they began to head to the rallying point.
As they reached the group, Octavia spotted the three and quickly gathered to her feet and began their direction, immediately meeting Niylah's eyes. The blonde smiled as they got closer. Clarke was aware of the exchange, feeling a bit of jealousy and protectiveness fill her blood.
"I'm so happy you guys are alright." Octavia spoke, never taking her eyes off the blonde. Clarke cleared her throat, "Yeah, I remembered this shelter out this direction, so we took cover there in the mean time."
That got the brunette's attention, "Oh, good. Was their anything useful in this shelter that we may be able to take back? Food or water?" O asked, shifting uncomfortably.
"Unfortunately there isn't much left. A lantern and a few matches, some old magazines, tin dishes. Basic stuff." Octavia nodded her head as she listened. "Oh, and a bed. Surprisingly still very comfy for how long its been there."
Octavia's heart began to hammer, the thought of both of them in bed together made her sick. "Well, I guess it's a good thing you two didn't have to spend the night then."
"Sure." Is all Clarke said as she brushed past the brunette in way of the rest of the group. Niylah and Octavia just stared at each other. O was trying to read the blondes expressions, but couldn't quite get a read. "We should be getting back, the sun is setting and we still have another fifteen minute walk back." O finally spoke, turning back towards the group. "Where is Klein?"
Everyone glanced around, just then a cry for help came across the radio. "Klein? Klein, where are you?" Nathan hurriedly replied.
"Close to Polis, I couldn't find you guys, so I decided to retrace my tracks but I'm being pinned down by some crazy natives. I thought we were the only humans alive!" he replied, a whisper in his tone.
"How far away from Polis are you?" Octavia questioned glaring at Clarke.
"Maybe fifty feet. I don't think they know I'm here, but they are scouting the town's ruins."
"Shit." O mumbled, turning her gaze to Indra's. "He can't go back, not right now." Indra nodded at her words.
"Are you crazy? He needs to get inside as soon as he can!" Nathan spoke up, capturing the brunettes attention.
"It's to risky, if they follow him back to our bunker that will be bad news for all of us, come on Nathan you're smarter than that." O barked, stepping in front of the man.
"Guys? What do I do? They have some kind of like… Guard dogs with them. What if they sniff me out? Please, what should I do?" Klein begged, clearly distraught.
"Try and sneak arou-" Nathan began before Clarke knocked the radio from his hand.
"What was that? I didn't get that last part."
"I didn't spend the last six years digging you guys out, just to have the other savages slaughter you all." Clarke spat, pushing against his chest.
"Who are these people, Clarke ? How did they survive?" Indra asked, pressing Clarke away from the boy.
"The same way I survived."
"Nightblood." Indra spoke into the cool air. Clarke nodded.
"Guys? I think they heard the radio cut off, they are coming towards me, what do I do? Please."
Grabbing the radio Clarke spoke, "Klein is it?"
"Yeah?"
"Klein I need you to listen, those people are not good people"
"Well no shit, I've kind of figured that out."
"Then you understand that they cannot find that entrance to the bunker…. You, cannot go back to the bunker, Klein. Do you understand?"
There was a long pause before the static came back across the radio, "I.. I do." Another pause. "So what am I supposed to do? They are searching for me?"
Clarke looked at Octavia, then Indra, before finally landing on Niylah. "I.. Listen, Klein…. You cannot return to the bunker. I'm sorry, but for the safety of everyone else, we can't risk you leading them right to our home. Do. You. Understand?" Clarke spoke, watching Niylah's features turn from concern to anger.
"I.. Are you saying I need to sacrifice myself?"
"If it comes to that, If you can shake them and make it back to the bunker with out them trailing than great, but we absolutely cannot risk it." Once again, Clarke was making the heavy decisions not even one day back with her people.
"But it's almost night out, where should I go? I have nothing but my gun and this radio."
Octavia and Indra looked at Clarke like she was doing that right thing, they two agreed with her.
"There is cave not to far from Polis, I've stayed there many times. It's about a mile east. Make it there and we will come searching for you in the morning."
"O.. Okay." And with that the radio went silent. Clarke glanced around, everyone had mixed emotions about her decision, but it was Niylah's that broke her heart. "Niy" she began, as the blonde brushed past.
"Save it."
"Niylah, please." She begged, grabbing the blonde by the arm, Niylah quickly shot around getting in the blonde's face. "Still the same old Clarke, so easy for you to send someone to their death."
"Hey, that's not fair." Octavia spoke, stepping next to Clarke. Niylah glanced between the two before marching off.
"Fuck." Slipped from their mouths at the same time.