A/N: Hey guys, this chapter was going to be longer, but the headache that kicked in half way through writing it has bested me I'm afraid, although I did finish it so at least there's that. :( Don't worry though, I now have the chapter themes up to 60 planned and I know what is going to happen in chapter 100, so happy news there :D Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, enjoy guys, and don't forget to let me know what you think! xxxx

"I can't believe you are really making me do this." Clarke grumbled, not for the first time that morning, as they walked through the town to get to the training grounds were the night bloods had all already gathered.

Lexa just smirked, "You told me that you wanted me to train you Clarke, that is what I am doing."

Clarke frowned at her and shook her head, "This isn't what I meant and you know it, you're putting me in a class of kids."

"Who are all skilled warriors in their own right." Lexa defended them.

Folding her arms as the group waiting for them came into view, Clarke just sighed heavily, "That's exactly my point, I'm about to get my ass kicked by a bunch of kids."

Lexa laughed and beckoned her forwards, as the night bloods bowed and a welcoming chorus rang out that she immediately echoed back to them.

"Is Wanheda here to watch us train Heda?" One of the youngest of the group burst out excitedly.

Smiling fondly at the young girl, Lexa shook her head, "Actually, Wanheda is going to be one of you for today."

"Does she have night blood too?!" Came the awed response, as the kids stared at Clarke as though she was a gift from the gods.

Lexa grinned, "No she doesn't, but Clarke needs to learn how to fight like we do, I want her to learn from the best."

Aden chuckled from where he was standing towards the back of the group, making eye contact with Clarke as she shot him an almost pleading look. Not a moment later his gaze was pulled to Lexa who was smirking at him. Sorry Clarke, he thought to himself, but his loyalties would always be to Lexa before anyone else.

Clarke nearly groaned out loud when she saw Aden and Lexa exchange looks, there was no way he would go easy on her with the downright evil smirk decorating Lexa's face.

Barking out orders, Lexa got the group to pair up and start simple exercises to warm up and get moving, predictably Aden and Clarke ended up opposite each other.

Surprisingly, Clarke found Aden to be a patient teacher whilst Lexa moved amongst the other night bloods, gently correcting them and advising them on how to improve their stances and more precisely place their blows to achieve the greatest effect.

"You're so much like Lexa it's unbelievable." Clarke grunted out, as she swung her staff up towards Aden's side like he had shown her. Her words caught him so off guard that the hit connected and he only barely managed to keep his footing as he readjusted his hold on his own staff.

"You really think so, Clarke?" He asked, sounding almost insecure, as though he wished it was true but didn't truly believe it.

Clarke nodded without hesitation, "I do, there's a reason why she thinks that you will most likely succeed her." She said, keeping her voice lowered so they wouldn't be over heard. "It's not just your fighting skills, it's the care you take with people, especially those you feel responsible for."

Aden visibly swelled with pride at her words, beaming happily as they continued through the scripted sequence of movements, "Mochof Clarke, but don't think this means I'm going to go easy on you just because you complimented me."

"See? More proof." Clarke laughed, "Sweet talking doesn't work with Lexa either."

Not long after that, Lexa called for everyone's attention, "You are all doing very well, we will now have sparring matches to finish our lesson, does anyone wish to volunteer to showcase their skills for me today."

Four of the younger ones raised their hands, Lexa quickly organizing them into pairs before the first quickly took up their places in the center of the clearing as everyone else backed off to the side.

None of the matched lasted longer than a minute, but Lexa watched each intently and then gave detailed feedback and advice after each before allowing them to go sit down before the next ones took their place.

After they had each gone Lexa glanced over to Clarke and tilted her head in a silent question. With a resigned air, Clarke just nodded and moved forwards along with Aden when Lexa beckoned to him.

The night bloods sat around the edge and on the rocks cheered when they saw that Wanheda would be fighting in their lessons and they stared at Aden, most of them jealous that he got to fight her and they didn't. This amused Lexa to no end as Aden and Clarke got into position, laughing to herself about the living legend Clarke had become that was about to be dispelled very quickly by a thirteen year old boy.

Conscious of the expectations of the kids watching, Clarke decided to do her absolute best to at least last thirty seconds against Aden if nothing else. As soon as Lexa nodded for them to begin she started attacking, deciding that it was probably safer than just waiting for him to come after her.

She was wrong.

Every time Clarke attacked, Aden found a new opening to dart inside her defenses and deliver a firm blow to her stomach or her ribs, darting away again before she could catch him.

With her ribs aching already after less than thirty seconds, she realized that she couldn't hope to match him on skill so she patiently waited until he moved in close to strike at her again before throwing her staff straight at him, not pausing to watch as he batted it away from him with his own. In the split second Aden was distracted, Clarke leapt forwards, throwing her entire weight at him to send them both tumbling to the ground.

For a moment she entertained the idea that she might have done it, but when they actually hit the floor, she found that Aden was pressed heavily against her stomach and holding her arms down on either side. Somehow as they were falling, he had managed to twist them round so that he had the upper hand once they landed.

Lexa laughter soon filled the clearing as she called Aden back before offering Clarke a hand to pull her up, "Maybe next time, ai hodnes." She smiled happily, as Clarke rolled her eyes but grinned along with her, glad of the simple fact that Lexa was happy.