Chapter two because I figured I couldn't leave you with just one chapter and I am more than halfway done with When the Fog Was Listed new chapter. Leave comments or even check out my other stories. The Shift has Clarke as a shifter lol. When the Fog Was Listed is a Lexa and OC. If you don't like that don't read it. I don't like people who leave shitty comments and I will respond.

ALIE ARK DIDN'T HAPPEN! THE ONLY CHIP IS BECA!

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Chapter Two

I woke to find myself laying on my back and going off how still it felt then it certainly was not a bed. Probably earth but with something over it from how the cold was not seeping into my back. I kept my breathing even and slow as I tried to figure out what was happening. Then someone spoke.

"We should just kill her," the voice was gruff and I knew it was Gustus. It was weird to hear his voice after so many years. Someone shifted closer to me and the sound of a blade being drawn almost made me open my eyes. God, I wish this was a dream because if it was, Lexa and I could be getting freaky but I would probably just cry if I was being entirely honest. I was certainly overjoyed that is seemed I was in the past now or at least I think I am. That voice hinted at it.

"Hod op," Lexa told him. "She is still a natblida. I want to see what she says when she wakes. You heard her last words. I want to know why she said such things," her voice was calm, and I could hear how curious she was.

I picked up my breathing and then rolled onto my stomach, releasing a groan before I slowly pushed myself up. My head felt slightly pained and throbbed when I fully stood.

"I feel like I got hit by a pauna," I mumble as I hold my head before dropping my hands and finally staring at Lexa, who is now seated once more in her throne but is leaning forward.

"Sorry about that. Not sure what that was. This has been a really weird day for me."

"How so?" she asks.

"You would not believe me if I told you. I actually came here to speak with you about an offer I have," talking in my most authoritative voice.

"What made you think this was a negotiation?"

"Because that is what this is. I have something you need, and I would not be here otherwise."

"Let me kill her and get this over with," Indra spoke up. I had forgotten how much of a cold-hearted bitch she was in the beginning at least she eventually calms down because I sure as shit would not have been able to deal with that.

I couldn't stop the snort. I hadn't been spoken to like this is a long time, by the time the second year started I was feared and even if I fought against other enemy warriors I was still spoken to with respect. It certainly was a different experience and while a small part of me liked it I was mostly in the feeling of annoyance.

There was a flash of fire in Lexa's eyes that slipped through her mask before she controlled her face once more.

"I can help you beat the Mountain Men."

"Go on," and she back to fiddling with her knife. My eyes instantly followed the movement and it was only because I had finally placed everything behind my walls that I was able to keep myself from grinning at the sight.

"Hundreds of your people are trapped inside cages and their blood is used to keep the Mountain Men alive due to your ability to fight off the radiation. 48 of my people are also trapped in the mountain and they will soon use their bone marrow to allow them to leave their prison. Even better I know of a way to cure the reapers," my smile at those last words was predatory.

"How do you know this?"

"Easy. I was a prisoner there and saw what they were doing," my voice was prideful and I puffed my chest out slightly.

"Lies. No one escapes the mountain."

"I did. With Anya. We fought our way out together."

"More lies. Anya died in the fire. You killed her."

I finally lost the tight control I had. "Lying is for thieves and cowards! Which I am neither! Watch your words!" I was screaming at the end and red was taking over my vision. I tried to control my breathing and clenched my fists. Then remembered that I had Anya's braid in my pocket, slowly reaching into my pocket and held it in my hand.

I opened my eyes to look down at the dirty blonde locks and all my anger quickly dissolved. The roar of the blood pumping in my ears disappeared and I was able to hear as Lexa told Indra to be quiet and watch her tongue.

"She told me you were her second. I am honored to be in the same room as someone who was taught by her. She was a mighty warrior and fought fiercely. I am truly sorry for her death. She died well," every fiber of my being wishing I had been sent back one day sooner. If I had, Lexa would not have had to go through the pain of losing her first.

I looked up from the braided hair in my hand into Lexa's eyes. Her mask was cracking, and it was easy to tell from the pain that seemed to almost swim in her eyes. My chest tightened, and I wanted so badly to close the distance and wrap her in my arms.

I slowly crept closer keeping my hand out and passed it to her. My fingers barely touching hers but a pleasant thrum swept through my body. I looked into her eyes once more.

"I am truly sorry Commander," I whisper before I slowly back away, stopping where I was originally standing.

"You are correct. She was my mentor before I was called to lead my people," her eyes stared into mine for a second before looking back down at the hair. She lightly ran her fingers across as though if she pressed down any harder the hair would break. She finally put the hair down on her armrest.

"I won't lie this meeting has been interesting so far. I and others had no idea that the Sky People even had night bloods. While this is certainly new information to me. I am still waiting for an offer," it was easy to see that she was trying to piece everything together.

"The Mountain Men are turning your people in Reapers. I can turn them back," I said waiting for Indra lose her shit.

"Impossible!"

"Commander, I beg you let me kill her," Indra spoke harshly and part of me just wanted to wait till she was close before slamming my face into hers but I knew that that would never end well.

My lip curled up into a sneer hearing those words, the pain of my final moments flashing through my mind. Of how my arm burned from Ontari's sword and that I could no longer move my hand. Feeling my chest burn from her slash as blood ran down my chest and the throbbing pain of my knee, as each pump of my heart sent another shock wave of pain to it.

"I've done it with Lincoln," I growl out and watch as Indra stomps her way over, acting like a petulant child.

"That traitor is the reason my village was slaughtered by your people," by the end she was once again standing in front of me. My fingers twitched with the need to force her away as she was to close in my personal space, something that I had not allowed in many years.

"EN PLENI!" Lexa finally shouted.

Indra released a loud huff of air before walking away to the middle of the tent, an equal distance away from Lexa and I.

Lexa stood and walked over to me, close enough that I could smell her. God did that make me sound weird but in all my years I had never found someone who smelled as she did. She gave off the smell of the forest of all the dirt, leaves, and bark that surrounded everything. Instantly I relaxed, and I barely stopped myself from crying but felt the tears swell in my eyes slightly. I knew she was close enough to see it because confusion flashed across her face before returning to the hard look she had before.

"You say you can turn Reapers back into men?" Her eyes seemed to be searching my face, looking for any sign of deception.

"Yes."

"Prove it. Bring me to Lincoln. Then you shall explain yourself. Everything."

"Sha, Heda," I automatically responded not able to catch myself. Her eyes widened in surprise before narrowing in suspicion.

I take a step back and then realized I passed out. My mother might not have hit him with the shock baton if Lexa wasn't there. If he dies we all die, I might be able to escape with no harm but they would not. I was not a great enough fighter to kill and fight off Lexa, Gustus, and Indra. I don't even know if I would even be able to fight Lexa.

"How long was I passed out for? It could not have been long. You left me on the floor," Lexa's head tilted at the end from my accusatory tone.

"You did not pass out long. Only long enough for someone to clean all the blood off of your face."

My hand instantly felt my face and slightly relieved that there was no blood because I had forgotten about that before passing out.

"We need to hurry then. We are heading to the dropship," I tell her before quickly walking out of the tent, not waiting long enough for them to exit. I can hear the snarling of words from Indra but ignore trying to think about the consequences of this not working. I would have been sent back for nothing. A warm soothing feeling spread through my body making me pause at it seemed to pass through, leaving behind a pleasant warmth. All the aches and pains I had felt after waking up had disappeared as well.

We walked for a long time as I tried to get them all to move faster but anytime I tried to speed them up Lexa would smirk at me and walk slightly slower. It was driving me up the wall and making me nervous because last time barely a minute or two before we arrived, my mother had stopped compressions.

The woods were no different than I remember them from before I had been sent back. I had just been running through them not too long ago as I tried to get back to my camp to try and make it before Ontari's troops did. My teeth ground and my heart rate began to pick up at the thought and I could feel a flash of the left-over pain from my arm. I instantly grabbed it with a strong grip and dug my nails into the material of my jacket. Forcing myself to think of all the good that will come from me being sent back. The fact that Lexa was still here and was still alive was like a balm to my soul.

I had still to this day, never able to understand how I could have fallen in love with a woman I had only known for barely 6 months. Oh, and I did, even after almost 4 years, I had never stopped loving her. My dreams were filled with her touches and how they would send a pleasant humming through my body. In the chest that was at the end of my bed was a bound notebook that was filled to the brim with all my drawings of her because I had feared that one day I forget her. I did not forget anything about her though, even those final moments I could hear her sweet voice and see that smirk plastered on her face. She was one of the main reasons I wanted to flame, not for my people but for the chance that I could hear her voice, and to speak to her.

I looked over my shoulder and instantly my eyes locked to hers. Her green eyes that seemed to always burn brightly even when they were filled with a hidden grief. I can remember the first time I had locked my eyes on hers and had to stop myself from staring.

I was still so new to leading at that point, still so caught up in saving everyone. Part of me still wished I felt that way but sadly that day has long since passed. If I lost a person but was able to save 5 then I would accept the loss. The so-called betrayal at the mountain was something that I would instantly agree too but I also know that the instant that the mountain men had the bone marrow then all of the 12 clans would have had to worry about them being able to leave, the loss would have been astronomical, much of Trikru land would have been taken and anyone who tried to stop them would lose their lives.

Finally, we made it to the dropship and I didn't stop the hiss that escaped. I had forgotten how it had burned everything around the ship and all the bodies, especially how many bones were left. In the corner of my eye as I kept walking I was able to make out Lexa's devastated face.

I stopped at the entrance before turning back to the small group that was with Lexa. Her face was hard once more and was I could see the anger that was just beneath the surface.

I nodded my head toward the entrance. "This way."

I walked faster and quickly climbed up the ladder to make it into the top part of the ship. My heart was beating out of my chest at the thought that everyone that was in that room up there was dead in my time. I would finally see Octavia again the woman who had eased the burden of my losses. My mother who I had not seen since her death, her face pale and covered in sweat, and her entire body littered with cuts. It was still to this day a nightmare that I had and I would never be able to fall back asleep if I had it.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open and climbed through. Everything stopped as my eyes instantly focused on my mother. My entire body shook with the need to pull her into my arms. I knew I was crying already and I couldn't stop it. Everything was too much. Then my eyes shifted and I spotted Bellamy and I could finally move. Barely noticing how the others had climbed up after me.

"You lied. And you're out of time."

Her voice cleared the fog of memories and then I was moving. I grabbed the shock stick and shoved it into Lincolns chest. Releasing it after a couple of seconds and waited to see if it would kick start his heart. It didn't and I shocked him once more. This time he sucked in a greedy breath of air.

Octavia began to cry even harder when Lincoln whispered her name.

"Lying is for cowards and thieves Lexa and I am neither," I had pulled myself to my full height and my voice was hard. My face was flat, but I could see the surprise on each and every one of the grounders faces. I could even see the respect beginning to grow in Lexa's face and puffed my chest out slightly in pride.

I gave my mother a sharp nod and pulled her into a hug. My hands dug into her back and I crushed her body into mine while taking deep breaths in. She smelled of herbs and cleanliness and for the first time in a very long time I felt safe. My breath was ragged when I released it, hitching in multiple places. She rubbed my back automatically and I knew she was confused by my behavior as I had not acted like this since I was barely 5 years old.

"I love you mom," I quietly whispered into her ear before pulling back and squeezing her arms once before looking back at Lexa. She looked deeply confused and slightly standoffish but certainly more relaxed than she was when we had spoken earlier.

I finally backed away and brushed past Indra before stopping at the edge of the door and turned to Lexa who was standing a little to my left, close enough that I could reach out and touch her and my hand twitched slightly in its need to touch.

"We have much to discuss Commander," my voice still level as I was still in my leader mode as much as I wish I didn't have to be. Lexa just raised her eyebrow at me and then I dropped through the hole. I almost laughed at the startled look that crossed Lexa's face when she watched me drop and how her hands seemed to reach out slightly.

I absorbed the drop and bent my knees slightly when I landed and walked out of the ship to stand at the edge of the clearing peering into the woods that surrounded the ship. Something shifted to my left and I quickly looked to see what it was. It was a tall brown haired woman who I had never seen before. I looked back to the ship and the only people there were the two guards that Lexa had posted there beside them there was no movement.

I sprinted into the woods to follow the woman who continued to disappear and appear a couple feet away from where she was. I finally caught up with the woman and was close enough to get a clear visual of her.

She was wearing dark colored pants that hugged her legs, and a deep maroon shirt. She had a small smile on her face when I walked into the clearing. I was so confused when I walked closer and could see the trees slightly through her.

"What the hell?" slipped out before I could stop myself.

She smirked and released a small laugh. "You know who I am."

Her voice was very familiar before it finally clicked and my hand instantly touched the back of my neck but I was surprised when I couldn't feel the little chip or even a scar.

"I don't understand."

"Well at first neither did I. I mean, this blonde woman comes into the tent then it feels like I split between two different people. Have to admit confused the hell out of me before I realized what was happening. It made sense what I did a scan of your memories though. I knew I had the power to do such a thing but never knew that I would find the perfect candidate and that it would work. This is truly the first time the previous commander is not dead before a new one took over."

"Wait…give me a second to understand what you are telling me."

She just nodded her head but still had a smirk on her face.

"So let me get this straight. You are the flame," pointing a finger at her. She just nodded her head at me.

"What does this mean for Lexa? Do I have the flame and she doesn't or does she have the physical aspect of the flame?"

"I was waiting for an intelligent question from you."

"Well, that wasn't nice at all. What is going on by the way? I am happy to be back but this is almost too much. Does Lexa know what is going with me? Or is she in the dark about this?" By this point, I was pacing.

"To make a long explanation short. No, she does not know. She has the physical flame with her and the only reason you technically have it is that it implants into your brain and when removed leaves behind the implant. I am not explaining everything because I know for a fact it will make no sense to you. Lexa will not know and that is probably for the best considering her last moments were of being shot and she will never know unless you tell her," her voice was still kind, but the last words hurt. Then her face became hard and I felt the need to take a step back.

"Do you know I created the flame, Clarke?" her voice sent a chill down my spine.

"I created it to bring together the people that were left from my mistake. I did not create the flame for people like Ontari. She caused more death in her four-year reign than any other Commander. All of the work that Lexa and the previous Commander had done to bring about the Coalition was destroyed by that Monster that Nia created! DESTROYED! ALL OF IT!" Her brown eyes had gotten darker the angrier she had become and by the end of her talking they looked black.

"And you Clarke will fix this! That monster does not deserve the blood that she was gifted. People are coming but know this Clarke, you Will fix this and I will help you along the way if you need it but you will fix this because I sent you back for a reason. Save our people, Clarke."

The snapping of a tree limb in the direction I came in causes me to tense up before sprinting up into the closest tree, easily climbing up farther in silence. I stop about 20 feet high up in the tree on a branch that is covered by broad leaves, keeping me hidden and I lay in wait for who is coming.

I can hear from the sounds that it was more than one person and that no matter how quiet they are walking they are still loud enough for me to hear. I reached behind me to grab my knives only to find a pistol, then feeling stupid because of course I don't have the knives I keep there any longer.

Then the group passes, and I realize that I was overreacting because it is Lexa with Indra, Gustus, and the four guards she brought with her. Deciding that it is safe, I climb down about 5 feet before I let myself drop from the tree landing lightly on my feet but of course, I made enough noise for the group to hear me.

Everyone besides Lexa ripped their weapons out of their sheaths. Lexa just lifted an eyebrow at me and I didn't stop the grin on my face. Knowing that now I can relax and not worry too much about anyone figuring out what had happened, but I knew that I would try as hard I could to keep these people alive but certain people I would kill and would be entirely ok with their deaths.

"My bad," I tell them and raise my hands at eye level before chuckling and walking closer.

"What were you doing in the tree Clarke?" Lexa asked me.

"I thought you were someone else," I respond with a shrug of my shoulder.

"Well, it would explain why your footprints disappeared. I noticed that you came this way but your tracks seemed to disappear around here," she pointed to earth around her feet.

I stepped closer and could see what she was saying. While I may have been quiet they did give me away. I followed their path and fortunately, you could not tell which direction I was going because of how much I paced and the footprints to the tree I climbed in seemed to be covered by a bunch of old leaves but you could see that some of the leaves had been broken.

"At least you would not have been able to figure out quickly which direction I went. If you look the steps overlap and you can't tell I went into the tree," pointing out how the steps were extremely overlapped.

"It would not have taken me long to find you," she tells me with a smirk.

"But of course. You are Trikru and the Commander I would expect no less," my voice is calm and at the end, I send her a small wink and she only looks confused. Then I remember she has no idea what that even means, and I reframe from smacking myself in the face.

"You seem to know more than most of the Skaikru we have encountered. Why is that?" She asks as she almost jumps over the log in her path.

"Well I mean your tribe is literally called the tree people and we have been attacked more than once by someone who was In a tree. I mean no really looks up and wouldn't expect an attack from up high. Where was the next place you were going to look when you noticed my tracks disappeared?"

"Trees," Gustus grunted from behind me.

I pointed back at him with a wide grin. "See! My people are stupid that way. They wouldn't look in the trees, well maybe those who were in the original 100 would eventually look. What about the other clans? I am going to assume that they use their natural surroundings to their advantage."

They do and are very good at it. We only traveled to the north once and it was a disaster. It was already a difficult time as we had been caught and were being followed by a contingent of soldiers. We had finally lost them but it was hard because they would send out scouts who hid easily within the snow setting traps that would always kill or maim the person caught. The only thing that was easier was there was no real way to walk quietly on snow and if they tried to sneak up they could be easily heard.

Any warriors that were killed by my people would take their furs. They were warm and because they were mainly white it made it only slightly easier to blend in. I was too angry at the nation to ever wear their clothing or armor and barely tolerated Echo's sword, but I always made sure the people left never went cold and if I had to kill a few Azgeda soldiers to do it. Well, two birds with one stone.

"There are the Riders of the Plain. They excel at any combat on horseback. When they joined the coalition, I was gifted with one of their finest war horses and was even given a trainer to teach me the harder techniques that they use in combat. Then you have the Azgeda who normally wear armor that while dark, most of it is covered in white and they use the snow to their advantage. These are two prime examples and you know what the Trikru do. What about your people? You were in the sky," the last question was asked in honest interest, even Gustus and Indra seemed curious.

"To be totally honest nothing really. Ok let's stop here," they all stopped and watched me.

I looked around and then found the ridge I knew was there.

"See that ridge over there?"

"Sha," Gustus grunted out.

"Besides seeing the trees, if someone was hiding in those trees would you be able to see them?" Indra seemed to stare harder at the ridge. I was barely able to see through the thick foliage myself.

"Barely, if you knew that they were there" Indra muttered. She seemed very reluctant to even tell me that much.

"Those from Skaikru have a rifle that can hit you from that far away and have pinpoint accuracy. It is pretty much cheating. Honestly, I'd rather stab you in the face, so much more personal. More satisfying…oh so much more satisfying," vividly imaging stabbing Ontari in the throat.

"God, I miss my knives," I mutter rubbing the middle of my back, missing the familiar weight of them.

"You have knives?" Lexa asked.

And then I remember where I am and who I am with. All of them seemed extremely shocked that I had said any of that. For some reason, Gustus was smirking at me which immediately put me on edge. I just decided to roll with it because I had already said too much and might as well just continue showing how I really felt.

"I did. I had six of them. I lost them and my swords, which I will never get back. Though part of me doesn't want to them anymore because of how I got them, but I was good using them."

"Them?" Lexa asked.

"I had two swords, they were a lot more useful than my gun for sure," at this point I was already walking towards their camp as I was done answering questions.

"Who taught you?" Indra asked she sounded suspicious. And there we go a question I can in no way answer without giving away that she had taught me until I was captured and then Octavia until her death and by then I had become more dangerous than Octavia.

Your father.

'Thank you.'

"My father taught me when he decided I was old enough."

"I would like to see what you could do. You would be an interesting opponent because of your size," Gustus spoke from behind me.

I looked over my shoulder and his eyes met mine. I was surprised because the first time around he absolutely hated me and my people.

"Is it bad I assumed that you did not like me? And speaking of size Heda is the same size as me," and I pointed to Lexa who was walking next to me.

She didn't say anything, but she did look over at me for a second before looking away once more.

"You are a natblida Klark. It seems you are not completely worthless if what you say is true. I had made the assumption that you would rather use your gun and that you would be like the other Skaikru. I want to see if what you speak is true. Test your worth."

Why does that sound like the end for me? Lexa must have known the tone he used because she smirked.

"I would like to test your skill level as well," Indra sounded way too vindictive to me.

"If that is what you want, then we shall," and I would sure as shit take them down because I know that Lexa will want to watch. The need to impress Lexa was strong because I knew she would be curious, she would want to know what kind of fighter I was and if I was even worthy of being called a warrior.

Then we crested the hill and were finally back at the camp and we no longer continued speaking which I was ok with because I swear Indra and Gustus enjoyed my promise way more than they should. I know that my skills are up to par with them but I know if I lose then I would more than just my pride.

Lexa went into the tent first and walked over to the table that held the map of the area. She seemed pleased with how the day had turned out, which was a relief as everything while slightly different was still going the same way as it did in the past. A weight was lifted off my shoulders when I saw the smile on her face. I had forgotten how much I had missed it, an intense longing to kiss her filled my chest and I had to grip the table slightly to keep myself from walking over.

"Lincoln's recovery was…impressive. No one's ever survived such a fate before," she said before she walked to the opposite side of the table from me so that we were looking at each other. I was relieved that she spoke first because I was desperately trying to remember what I had forgotten. I knew I was missing something.

Nodding my head. "It was quite simple really. We have to keep them alive long enough for the drug to leave the system. I know we can do the same for others," and we would this time. Last time to my knowledge they never received treatment, and all died. (A/N: I don't remember what happened to them after season 2 ended. I am assuming that they all died.)

"You may have your truce," her voice was soft and she seemed very thoughtful, as though her next words would make or break the treaty. The feeling that I was forgetting something increased and made me slightly worried.

"Thank you," telling her as my back straightens and a feeling of pride swept through my body.

"I just need one thing in return."

"Tell me."

"Deliver me the one you call Finn. Our truce begins with his death."

And then I remember. I had forgotten about him and in fact, had not thought about him since...well I could not remember. No feelings of remorse or regret showed themselves and though I knew Raven would be upset with me I would still deliver him to Lexa. The alliance was more important than some murderous boy. Revulsion filled my body remembering how he had killed 18 innocent people thinking that the grounders had taken me. Then had seemed to just throw off his guilt when I had walked into the village.

"Fine you shall have him. Deliver your justice as you see fit."

She seemed almost relieved that I had agreed and the seriousness that she was showing disappeared as well.

"Now that that is out of the way. We need to discuss how you are a nightblood."

And there we go, I knew she had not forgotten but I was hoping that it would be put off to a later date.

Tell her what you wish. I will leave it up to you what you tell her.

"How so?"

"Are there more people like you?"

"No. I am the only one of the Sky people."

"Why are you the only one?" her eyes narrowed as though she was figuring out a tough puzzle and honestly, she was.

"It was a gift, Lexa."

"From who Clarke?" her voice had become very suspicious.

"A woman and I don't know who," figuring that half-truths were better than anything else I could say because let's be honest if I said that my mother gave it to me to get rid of Ontari the woman who destroyed your coalition she would probably think I was crazy. It was too soon for her to know that and I know that my mental health was no longer…well, healthy.

"A woman? Can you give me any more than that?" it sounded like she was very close to pushing for more information.

"I have only seen her once. I need you to get something for me though."

"What do you need, Klark?" and she is using the hard K again. God, I loved when she said my name like that. She was one of the only people to pronounce it like that. Almost everyone else pronounced it normally, except Ontari. She found great joy pronouncing it like Lexa only to hurt me.

In this life, I would not make her death as easy it was before. I would make it long and painful. I did not care that she had done nothing in this life to me or my people. She would do it if she had the chance though and that is what mattered.

"I need weapons, as easy as it is to use a gun I want my knives and swords. Can you get them for me? What do I need to pay for them?" While she did not seem happy with the sudden subject change it seemed at least this was a welcome topic.

She walked over to her throne and sat down and seemed to think about it, leaning her head against her hand. Then her hand fell and she grinned. It seemed almost bloodthirsty. "You truly have nothing that at this moment you could trade unless you have different animal hides," she stopped and when I shook my head, she continued. "Well how about a little wager Klark. If you win against either Gustus or Indra I will give you all the weapons you ask for. I even have two swords you can have."

Well, that certainly explains her almost bloodthirsty smile. "I accept but if I defeat both I want armor as well," because why not. I had a feeling that the fight between Gustus and I was not going to be pretty. He was built for strength and I had never seen him fight so I had no idea what his fighting style was. Indra I had an idea of but was still nervous about that one.

"If you defeat both of them? If you defeat them both then you can fight me but I do not think you will win. I will have a better idea of what you need to learn though."

Fuck that was like winning the whole shebang going against Lexa. I remember her fight against Roan and I knew that she was deadly. Fighting against her would most likely be like the first fight I had with Indra, where she soundly beat me into the dirt.

"Sounds interesting. I'm down."

"Down?" she looked slightly confused at that.

I snorted, and her small smile faded to a glare. "Sorry. It's just I had forgotten that your people don't understand some of our slang. It means that I accept."

"I will remember."

It was then I noticed that the sun had finally gone down. "I need to leave. The sooner I return the sooner I get my weapons," I tell her with a smirk.

"Before you leave I must ask. I was told that you were close with this Finn. Why are suddenly ok with this? I admit I had not planned to ask but you are not what I had expected," she asked as she had finally taken her knife out once more and was fiddling with it.

I was not surprised she asked if this had been the first time I would have probably tried to argue and get her to let him go but not this time. I would not risk this alliance for him this time. I would not sneak him out of Arkadia and I would personally deliver him to her. I spent over 4 years protecting children and had almost died more than once risking my life to save a child's. Of course, as much as I did not like a man who murdered innocents the death of 1000 cuts, was never pretty and for intents and purposes was needlessly cruel.

"He killed innocents. If that was all it would have been as bad, but he had killed children. I can't look past that. I will deliver him to you personally, the only thing I need is a horse. I will give the horse back to you when I bring him back. Does this work for you?"

If she said no I was just going to give him to the men who would follow me on horseback.

"I see nothing wrong with letting you use one of my horses if you bring me, Finn."

"Thank you, Heda."

There we go chapter two now completed. I am so happy that people are enjoying this story. I have wanted to use this plotline for awhile but I was never able to get the other details right and kept putting it off.