A/N: Two updates in one day, a first for this fic :) Been toying with this idea for a few weeks now, and I hope you guys are going to enjoy the plot line thats gonna be carried out over the next few days. Not sure how long this ones gonna go for, but I am really interested to see what you guys think of this one, I love you guys, you're all awesome! xxx

Octavia and Ontari were already at the gate a full half hour before Lexa had told them to meet her.

"So what do you think of this plan then?" Octavia asked curiously as Ontari rearranged her saddle bags, making sure that she had everything she needed for an extended journey.

Smiling at Octavia, she fastened the pouch she had been going through, "I think that we're probably going to get killed."

Octavia nodded, "Good, at least we're on the same page."

Laughing, Ontari pulled herself up onto her horse, "This is important, and if anyone can pull it off then it's us. All we have to do is sneak in and then do our very best not to get murdered."

"You say that like it's so simple." Octavia sighed.

"It is." Ontari said calmly, "Never walk into a situation unless you already have a way of escaping, and don't trust anyone except me and Lexa, you'll be just fine."

Ontari and Octavia were dressed similarly, they had been told to dress so as to not draw attention so they had each opted to leave their armor behind and instead travel in old shirts and thick winter coats that they had been able to trade for in the market. Each of the two of them was carrying a sword, but they were poorly made and both knew that if they got into real fighting they would need to find another weapon quickly. It was an annoyance but the further they looked from who they actually were, the safer they were going to be once they reached their destination.

"I thought I would be the first here." Lexa smiled, as she slowed her horse to a stop beside them.

Octavia and Ontari both looked at her curiously, the normally flawless looking Commander looked disheveled. Her hair was pulled to the right side of her head and carefully braided so it fell over the majority of her right eye, which was now a brilliant shade of blue, and she wore a scarf around her neck that could be pulled up to cover her nose and mouth. The clothes she wore were mismatched and far too big for her, and the sword that hung from an old scrap of leather on her waist was well worn, notches clearly visibly in the blade.

"Wow, if I didn't know that you were you, I'd never guess it." Octavia said, leaning forwards slightly to look at her face, "Are you wearing a contact lens in that eye?"

Lexa nodded, "A gift from Abby to give us a reason to get into the camp. People are exiled from clans because they are born with something different that makes others fear them. Frankly I find it ridiculous but that's just the way things are. I heard of a man a few years ago who was born with one brown eye and one blue, his mother helped him hide it all his life, but one day they slipped up and his village killed him for it. It's one of the things that I desire to change before my death and the end of my rule."

Ontari nodded, "It's a good plan, and it makes them far less likely to guess that you are Heda, everyone's heard descriptions of you and other than Skaikru, no one has or is aware of how to change the color of someone's eye like Abby has done for you."

Gesturing towards the road, Lexa smiled at the two of them, "Well then, shall we get started on our journey, we have many miles to cover before dark."

Riding at full speed, with only a few breaks to give the horses time to rest and for the three riders to eat and stretch their legs, it still took the entire day to cross from Trikru lands into Azgeda and then to follow the border with Floukru all the way up until they reached the unclaimed lands that the clanless armies had been sighted by Lexa's scouts.

Following the directions they had been given by the scouting team, they entered an ominous looking wooded area that was near silent as they picked their way through, heading deeper and deeper towards the heart of the forest until they were forced to dismount and lead their horses because of how close the trees stood together and how low the branches hung.

"Who are you?" A gruff voice, as Lexa felt a sharp blade press against her lower back.

Freezing in position, she cleared her throat slightly, causing Ontari and Octavia to turn to her questioningly, only to freeze themselves when they saw the position she was in.

Lexa quickly held up her hands as she felt the knife dig a little deeper into her back, "Wait, we're not here to attack the camp, we were told by a good friend to come here."

"Who?" The voice came again, harsh and impatient.

"Emori." Lexa answered evenly, "Our village in Azgeda cast us out and we met her on the Commander's road, she told us this was the place to come for those who wanted to see the Commander fall."

The person with the knife to her throat chuckled, "Really? And why would you want to see Lexa kom Trikru dead."

Taking a deep breath, Lexa twisted around so the man behind her could catch a glimpse of the fake colored eye, "I don't particularly, but I would like to return home and I am willing to do anything to make that happen."

Octavia nodded along with her, stepping forwards with Ontari beside her, "That's right, we're here to join your army."