Ai Hod Yu In
Chapter 12
A/N: Hey guys. I've got two new chapters out at once, so yay for that. Next chapter we finally get to see Bellamy again. So exciting! And Clarke is certainly in hot water right now! Thanks to all of you guys who have been so awesome about reading this story. Really quickly wanted to clear some questions up. Yes, this is going to be Bellarke eventually. However, there is some time until they do get together. The way I'm writing this story is that I rewatch the episodes and I try to come up with how it would go in this universe. A lot of the events will end up similar to the show. However, as we get further along there will be more and more differences. Like Bellamy and Clarke actually getting together, for one. I've got ideas for pretty far along, but this story will likely be until at the very least to the end of season 4, though I might go further if I feel that I can do it without completely screwing up who they are as people. Sorry about the long author's note. Without further ado, here is the story.
The man did not stop dragging her until they got into the forest. From there, he dug out a map and spent a moment staring at it. Clarke, meanwhile, couldn't stop feeling on edge. On the field, it had felt like they were being watched. The feeling was gone now, but it had left her one edge. The feeling had almost comforted her for a moment, but she was well aware of the fact that enemies could be anywhere. If someone had been watching them in the field, they were more likely foe than friend.
If there was another enemy coming, she had no idea what to do though. She wanted to keep fighting, but it was very obvious to her that that just might be putting Madi in more danger. She couldn't do that. She couldn't risk her daughter. The fact remained, however, that her daughter was in danger even now. She didn't know what was the right thing in this situation. She didn't know what was the biggest danger was at the moment.
Nala had been amazing at knowing when danger was coming. Marcus had been the protector, but Nala had always seemed to know when that protection was needed. She had until she hadn't. She had until her powers had failed her and she, Marcus, and Gustus had been brutally murdered in their own home. Clarke shook a bit as she once again remembered Gustus. Not again. Never again.
And so she followed the man, quietly biding her time. This was not the right time. If she wanted to protect Madi, she had to be smart about this. These trees that surrounded them were too spaced out. It was too light out. And, most of all, though Madi was quiet now, she was not likely to stay that way. No, this was not the time yet. Not at all.
"Scream again, or let that baby do it for you, and we're all dead," the man said, stopping at a set of stairs going downward. Then he started downward, and she had no choice but to follow him. As soon as they were down inside the structure, the man tied her to a column. It didn't really surprise her. He'd have to be an idiot to take the chance that she wouldn't run again. After that, the man began to start a fire. Clarke couldn't help but notice that he seemed to be favoring one side, and her observation was confirmed when he stripped down and she saw the blood. His wound was pretty bad, and by his moaning she'd have to guess pretty painful, "Another inch and I'd be dead. Maybe you're not the commander of death after all. Or maybe motherhood has caused you to lose your edge," he took a moment, seeming to be waiting for a response. Too bad for him she didn't have the energy, "Now she's quiet."
"Why are you hiding from your own people?" the one question hadn't really been pressing until now, stuck alone with this stranger who could quite literally kill her with no problem.
"Why'd you run away from yours?" he countered her. He limped over a bit, leaning down to grab the knife he'd left partly in the fire. He pressed it over the wound, barely even making a noise as his flesh burned and fused together, "The great Wanheda," he began to walk towards her, the red hot knife drawing her attention the entire time, "Mountain slayer."
"I'm no one," she told him, suddenly glancing down at Madi. Not no one, she supposed, "I'm just a mother on her own."
"Lot of people out there right now, looking for no one."
"You're obviously not loyal to the Ice Nation. So why are you taking us there?" he turned and began to walk away, and a feeling of desperation washed over her. Maybe he could be reasoned with, "Look whatever the Ice Queen is giving you, my people will offer you more."
"Not them. Not for someone who abandoned them." It occured to Clarke at this moment that he might be right. She'd been so focused on getting home that she'd almost forgotten that most likely they hated her by now. It was like a punch to the gut.
"You don't know anything about me." Clarke spat at him.
"I know you took the coward's way out."
"Like you're so different. You're in disguise, same as me. You're on the run, same as me. In the wilderness, same as me. As far as I can tell, our only difference is that I have a child to take care of, and you're only taking care of yourself."
"I was banished. Nothing like you. You had a choice. So no, I can't take you home to your people. Cause you're the way back home to mine."
She was going to argue some more, but he reached down and put the gag back on her.
