Everything hurt so bad, I bit back a groan. All I remembered was running from the Maunon, being injured, and someone calling my name. I opened my eyes and attempted to sit up. Using the cave wall that was near me I pushed my weight into it and pushed myself up the wall.
This was Lincoln's cave. I could recognize it from all the drawings on the wall and medical supplies sprawled out among the cave.
I looked around and I spotted someone at the end of the cave watching the entrance. I stepped forward grabbing my sword on the ground that had been put off along with my armor. I don't know who had saved me but it probably wasn't good. It never was good.
Taking another few steps forward my legs gave out and I stumbled to the ground, My injured side taking most of the impact. I gasped in pain, the man approached me. Through the pain I scrambled for my sword and brought it at the guy and I swiped at his leg, making a nice deep gash and he went down, I rolled over and fell onto my back holding my side and breathed in deep gasps of air as I tried to get back my breath back.
"What the hell Kassie!" My eyes shot open, and I rolled over to come face to face with him. "Mikal? No, No, No, you're dead. I was there!" I back up as far as I could and backed into the cave wall. How the hell could he be alive. He had been stabbed in the chest, I held him as he was bleeding out in my arms before I was dragged away from the battle.
I closed my eyes, I must be dreaming, or was I dead. Oh god what is happening right now. I looked down to my wounds on my side. I needed to feel pain. I ripped off the bandages and dug my fingers into the wound. Pain shot through my side, only for a few moments had I been able to get relief until I had been tackled down to the ground.
"Get the hell off of me, I need to feel something! Your not fucking real, I'm hallucinating." I head butted the person knocking them in the nose. I could feel wet dripping down from my nose, the force of my hit causing my nose to bleed as well. Despite the shooting pain, I pushed myself up to make a run for it, a hand grabbed my ankle and pulled me down.
"I'm sorry Kassie, I'm so sorry." I swung my fists out at the person, my vision was swimming, I was unable to concentrate on anything. A cloth was shoved over my mouth, I kept my breath and didn't breathe through my nose. I needed to fake passing out, I needed to get to the hundred, warn them and Lincoln about the Maunon, who were getting more brave and the clans who were going to be a growing threat for them. I had let them down and was unable to get the radio for them, god I couldn't even help the people I cared about.
I go limp and let my eyes fall closed, "Kassie, I'm so sorry about everything that's happened, everything that's happened to you. But I will always be here to help you, no matter what. I love you Hainofi Kassandra Kom Azgeda."
Could it really be him. Could it really be Mikal. I opened my eyes and grabbed his throat to pin him to make sure he couldn't move.
"Christ, Kassie..." He trailed off choking and I examined his face, it was scarred a bit and looked a bit older, but then again so was I.
"Is it really you, Mikal? Cause honestly I don't know right now." I asked him, it looked and sounded like him, but I for one didn't know.
He reached his hand up to my face and I let go of his throat and grabbed his wrist warily. "It's ok Kassie, it's me. I'm not going to hurt you." He said softly and looked me dead in the eyes and I looked at him trying to see if it was really him. He reached his other hand up and warily I let him bring it up to my face and I watched him carefully as he put his hand up on the side of my face. It was warm.
"You and I first met at the border, Queen Nia had sent you as an advanced scout to get information on our defenses but we spotted you anyways and you attacked us and almost killed me in the process." he started, I cut him off with a kiss. My god it has been ages since seeing him, since being with him, but I knew what we had would never work as long as their was the high tensions that their were with our clans.
I cut it off and stood up with some difficulty. "I love you Mikal, do not get me wrong." I turned back around to him to see him getting off the ground quickly. "You and I both learned the hard way that our relationship won't work. So lets no make this any harder on either of us." I grabbed my armor and slid it on along with my other clothes that had been discarded and stained with blood.
"That was then, Kassandra! This is now, we are here and we can make this work, please." He begged and he walked forward and grabbed my hand and wrapped it in his and painfully ripping my eyes away from him I took my hand from his and grabbed my weapons.
"Mikal, last time we tried to have a life together, a war occurred. So many lives were lost, I lost friends, my brother was banished, never to return home again." I told him painfully, and I backed away and turned around, not being able to bear to look at him. I loved him so much, but with everything going on now I couldn't focus on me. I had to focus on making sure the hundred stayed safe and didn't start a war. And on top of that making sure everybody aboard the Ark can come down once they know that it is survivable down here. "The Hundred need my help, I appreciate you helping me with my wounds but I must get going, I don't belong here." walking up to the cave entrance, strapping my sword back on to my back I held my side and looked back at him.
"Don't do anything stupid." I walk out of the cave and pull my hood up. The wind is blowing wildly, I stepped out and was pelted with rain that hammered down on me. I didn't have a horse, or any means of traveling other then walking, arriving at the hundred's camp would take a while int these conditions.
I had been only traveling for a few minutes when I had felt a warmth growing in my side and the pain intensifying, I pulled up my armor and jacket to reveal my skin coated in black and oozing from the jagged wounds.
I swore remembering that I had dug my fingers into the wind out of desperation to feel something, anything when I thought I had been hallucinating Mikal. God how much it hurt to push him away, his death, or should I say his faked death had caused me to be in unbreakable pain for the last three years that I had pushed away with training, fighting, patrol, and being a rebellious soldier, warrior and daughter to the queen. All my actions in one way or another would get me killed eventually no doubt as it almost did or could still do. I gripped my side applying pressure to the wounds scattered on my side. I needed to make it to the ship where Clarke could help me re-bandage my side.
The terrain back to ship wasn't bad but in this weather and my injury's it would be. Through the blowing rain I could see little in the dark to top it off. I used the trees as support going through the woods as I kept pressure on my side. Everything was spinning but I kept focus, I needed to get back to the camp or else I would bleed out more than I already have.
Stepping over a branch I looked down at my foot path, I was seeing double. Screwing my eyes shut I looked ahead. "God, why did a hurricane have to hit." I mumbled and I hit a branch and collided face down in the mud. I looked up in annoyance and stood to get up off the ground but couldn't get up. The pain was overwhelming and sharp. My shoulder was on fire as was my side. I wouldn't have a doubt that it was going to be infected if I didn't get it clean sooner or later.
I took my hand off the wound and reached for my dagger. Taking it tightly in my hand I stabbed it as hard and as high as I could into the tree. I pulled myself up using all the strength that I could and once up I leaned up against the tree, taking deep breaths I pulled my knife out of the tree and closed my eyes. The wind was becoming faint, everything felt heavy. I took a step forward, my footing was clumsy.
"Help her!" I stumbled into the tree ahead and I slid down the tree squinting ahead to try and see what was ahead coming forth towards me as everything faded away from me.
The weather was becoming quite bad and was only worsening, but Bellamy wasn't worried, they were close to the drop ship compared to where they had gone back to get the Grounder to get any information that they could out of him.
"Bellamy, up ahead. There's something moving through the woods." Miller pointed out and he looked ahead and just barely her could see a figure walking through the woods, struggling in this storm and seeming was injured by the looks of it.
As Bellamy, Miller and the others got closer Bellamy had managed to make out the grounder uniform and figure of his long lost friend Kassandra who not long ago he had thought she had been dead. Until she had found them not long after they arrived on Earth.
"Miller, help her." Bellamy yelled and Miller shot him and confused look. "It's Kassandra. Kane's daughter." Miller looked at him shocked. "Yeah I know, that was my exact thought too." Miller looked back to him in conformation one last time before he ran up to her.
Bellamy wouldn't admit it but he was nervous, he knew Kassandra said if she wasn't back in a certain amount of time there was a good chance that she could be dead. So seeing her alive put him at ease but made him wonder on how badly that she could possibly be hurt and who had done it to her. They didn't know much on what the threats were on the ground quite yet. All they knew that there were people that saw them as a threat and were ready to kill them for invading their home.
With the grounder being supported on his shoulder and another one of the hundred he worked to get over to Miller as he checked out how Kassandra was doing.
"Miller?" He asked, hoping that there was some good news and Miller helped Kassandra slide down the tree, her eyes were screwed shut. Clearly she was in pain, she tried inching away from Miller but Bellamy watched as he tried to get a better look at his wounds.
"She's not doing well, and I'm pretty sure she just passed out." He said as he took her limp body into his arms and lifted her up.
"Go, get her to Clarke!" Bellamy ordered and Miller turned away and ran off carefully through the woods staying alert even though the likelihood of someone being out and about was slim.
Back at the ship Clarke stood at the door of the drop ship, the cool rain hitting her face. Bellamy had gone out with Miller and another one of the delinquents and they hadn't gotten back yet which worried her, she couldn't lose anyone else.
"This is Raven Reyes. Calling Ark Station. Come in Ark Station." Clarke stalked back to where Finn was on the table passed out as Raven desperately tried to get in contact with her mother on the Ark, so she could help talk Clarke through the surgery.
Clarke turned back to Raven as she continued to try and get into contact with the Ark.
"Are you sure you have the right frequency."
"Yeah I'm sure." Raven snapped back to the delinquent.
Clarke walked over to Raven and put hand on shoulder. "Raven? You can do this. Ok?" She told her trying to I've her a bit more confidence in this working.
"Clarke!" Clarke turned around to be faced with Miller running into the ship, drenched and carrying someone in his arms. Who she instantly recognized.
"Miller, what happened to her?" she questioned.
Miller placed her over down on the floor of the ship carefully trying to jostle her to much. "I don't know, we found her in the woods struggling, she was half conscious when we found her. Bellamy sent me ahead. He's not to far behind me."
Clarke started to strip Kassandra of her armor that she wore. "Who the hell is that?" One of the delinquents questioned.
"That's Kassandra Kane. She was sent down to Earth because she had black blood. But that was years ago!" Someone exclaimed.
"This is a restricted station. Who is this? Please Identify yourself." Everyone looked over to Raven and quickly huddled around her, leaving Clarke and Miller to be the only ones by Kassandra and by Finn.
"This is Raven Reyes. I-I'm from Mecha Station. Im transmitting from the ground. The hundred are alive. Please, you need to get Doctor Abby Griffin. Doctor Abby Griffin, now!" Raven said relieved. They had finally gotten in touch, after changing the frequency so much and trying to tune it into the Ark's broadcasting system.
"Hang on Raven, were trying to boost your signal." Someone said and Clarke could hear mumbling in the background.
Clarke took a look under the bandages that Kassandra did have wrapped around her wounds and at the stitching. It had been well done and more than likely not done by her, seeing as the condition that she was in at the moment. Someone else had saved her and cleaned up her wounds.
"Clarke, get over here they are getting you mother." Raven shouted. Clarke looked up to Miller who waited for her to tell her what to do.
"Miller I want you to strip the rest of her armor and weaponry off her. and then clean the wounds the best you can with Monty's moonshine, but try and wait for that if you can. She may not react to well having someone she doesn't know doing it." Clarke ordered and he nodded and Clarke pushed her way through the group.
"Raven? Are you there?" Clarke heard her mother asking and Raven handed over the walkie to her.
"Mom? Mom it's me." As much as Clarke wanted to be angry with her mother for. causing her father to be floated she knew that she couldn't focus on that. She needed to help Finn and Kassandra.
"Clarke?" Abby's voice cracks at the sound of her daughter's voice.
"Mom, I need your help. One of our people was stabbed by a grounder." She told her sparing a look over to Finn who was still out on not table.
"Clarke, this is the chancellor. Are you saying that there are survivors on the ground?" The chancellors voice rang out through the radio, and Clarke felt a pang of art go through her knowing that she had to tell Jaha that his son was dead.
"Yes, the Earth is survivable. Were not alone." There was silence, the knowledge of knowing that the Earth has been survivable for a while. probably a big shock to all, having not known if it was for the last hundred years. Clarke cut through the silence, "Mom, he's dying. The knife is still in his chest."
"Clarke. Is my son with you?" Clarke stopped, taking a deep breath.
"I'm so sorry. Wells is- Wells is dead." She said and there was silence in the line for a good minute.
In that minute Clarke went over to Finn to inspect the wound o n his side once again. "Alright Clarke, I'm gonna talk you through it step by step. Clarke.. just... find..." The radio started to go in and out and Clarke looked to Raven panicked
"What? Raven what's wrong?"
Raven messed with the radio trying desperately trying to get the Ark back on tune with them. "It's not the radio. It's the storm she yelled as thunder rumbled from outside.
"Clarke, we need to hurry." Abby said, the radio signal still going in and out.
"Clarke!" Octavia. walked into the ship, drenched form the rain. but holding. two canisters in her hands. Opening one of the canisters she took a wife of it and scrunched her nose at the smell.
"Monty's moonshine?" She asked for confirmation.
Octavia nodded, "I'm pretty sure no germ could survive it." The storm grew louder and both of them spared a look towards the door.
"Storm's getting worse. Monroe close the doors." She said as she went around to Finn's side, prepping to take the knife that currently resided in his side.
"But we still. have people out there!" She argued.
"Monty and Jasper aren't back yet. Neither is Bellamy." Octavia said, worrying about her brother.
"Its ok they'll find somewhere to ride it out." Clarke said reassuring the girl who looked over to Miller who nodded confirming that if they didn't. make it back to the ship that he would be stopping to try and ride out the terrible storm with or without the grounder who had stabbed on of their own and taken Octavia.
Raven came up to Clarke with a needle. " One stitching needle."
"Great, I still need something to use to close up the wound." She told her taking the needle. from Raven who hung by her side worriedly looking to Finn.
"There's some wire on the second level. I used it for the tents." Octavia said and Clarke. turned to her and nodded.
"Let's see it." Octavia took off to the ladder to go and get some for them to use.
Raven stopped her, "Stay away from the blue wires that run through the ceiling. I rigged it to the solar cells in the roof." Octavia nodded and ran off, "That means there hot, got that?" shr yelled warning the young girl so she didn't hurt herself. on accident.
Clarke and Raven turn to face one another. "Tell me you can do this." Raven asked and Clarke gave her. a long look, and without answering she turned back to Finn.
"Clarke?" she turned back to Miller, he had taken off all Kassandra's armor leaving her in her. plain black tank top that was soaked in her blood but you could not even tell unless you touched the fabric having her blood be black.
"Alright. As soon as we disinfectant the wounds I want to wrap them with some of the moonshine soaked into the bandages. Help keep the wound clean as best as we can. There's no telling how infected it could be with how long sets been gone, or what she could have done." Raven handed her one of the canisters of moonshine. and splashed her hands with it, and Miller's as well. Pulling up the bottom of her shirt to just about her middle they saw the trail of wounds that she had along with the amount of scars she supported as well.
Taking a cloth she soaked it in the moonshine, slowly but carefully she took the cloth and started scrubbing at the wounds softly. Kassandra flinched, and her eyes flicked open and looked around her, her eyes frantic.
Clarke saw the frantic look in the Nightbloods eyes as did Miller who took her hand. "You're ok Kassandra. You're safe." She closed her eyes, Clarke thought for a second maybe she passed out but she watched her squeeze Miller's hand. Who then gave Clarke a nod to continue to clean the wound.
Kassandra flinched a few times but they quickly finished up cleaning and stitching up her shoulder and knife wounds and bandaging them up as they waited for Abby to come back on to the radio to walk her through the surgery to remove the knife from Finn safely.
"Kassandra, What happened to you?" Clarke asked in concern.
"Don't worry 'bout it Clarke." She muttered and Octavia came over with a blanket.
"Here." Octavia draped it over her.
"Clarke, she's cold and sweaty." Miller said and Clarke put a hand to her forehead and looked at her in concern.
"She's in shock. Let's get some more blankets for her along with some water, if she's in shock we need to make sure she stays hydrated, and Miller stay with her, make sure she stays warm and keeps drinking." Clarke told him and Octavia went together some water for her.
"Hey, there back!" Clarke turned around to. find Bellamy walk in with two other delinquents and. they dropped a body on the ground which was the grounder who had taken Octavia.
"The hell are you doing?" Octavia asked. coming back down the ladder, a bottle of water at hand.
"It's time to get some answers. "
"Oh you mean 'revenge?"
"I mean intel O." Bellamy motioned to the two kids that. had brought Lincoln in with him. "Get. him upstairs."
Clarke walked up to Bellamy the look of annoyance was all over her face.
"Bellamy she's right. We have Kassandra back, she can help us with what we need to know about the grounders." Clarke said and Bellamy looked over as his sister huffed away over to Kassandra where she helped Miller. try to get Kassandra to try some water.
"And who says she'll make it through the night. She looks awful pale, and sweaty." Bellamy said and Clarke glared at him.
"I say Bellamy. She's my friend and I'm not losing her again."
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Comment down below what you think. I was a little shaky on posting this chapter. Hope you enjoy it.