Chapter 3: Who is she?

In the hole was a little girl. She was sitting in the hole with something that kinda looked like a stuffed bear in her arms. Her cheeks were covered in tears and clarke noticed how tiny she was. She looked like maybe 4 or 5 . She had long, really dark drown hair, it was nearly black. She wore a dirty white dress. When the girl finally looked up and saw clarke, she jumped to her feet towards clarke. Clarke was so surprised that the girl even manged to push clarke to the ground. The girl was now sitting on clarke's stomach with an angry face, beating clarke's face with her tiny fists.

Clarke was surprised who strong the little girl was. Then the girl started screaming in trigedasleng:" Flaimkepa! Flaimkepa! Flaimkepa!" And again, clarke was confused. Finally she snapped back into reality. "HEY! Stop, little one!" Clarke tried to calm the girl. But that did not work. The girl only started hitting her harder. Clarke didn't even know if the girls spoke English because she had just spoken in trigedasleng. Shit! Clarke thought. What now? She did not want harm the girl, so she tried again:" Hey! Stop, please. I don't want to hurt you!" But it seem like the girl did not understand her. Clarke slowly held her hands up to show her that she means no harm to her. But it also did not help to calm the girl down. She needed a different tactic. Clarke slightly pushed the girl but it only made her more furious.

" Flaimkepa! Wan op!" Clarke did not understand her. Clarke only knew a few words in trigedasleng and those were definitely not in her vocabulary. CLake sat up rather quickly, grabed the girls wrists and then stood up more slowly. She put the girl down and she immediately came at clarke the moment her feet hit the ground. Clarke pushed her the slightest bit but the girl fell to her knees. Clarke did not want that. She wanted to help her up but she took a step back when the girl screamed:"NO!" The girl flinched away and tried to hide by the bed. Now she was also crying again. She sat at the end of the bed and she pulled her knees to her chest, hoping that clarke would just leave. Clarke just stood there in the middle of the room, watching the girl. She felt the tears in her own eyes. That's when she noticed.

When the girl gell to her knees she must have hurt them because they were bleeding. Black blood dripped to the floor. Nightblood! "Omg!" , clarke whisperd. She tried to approach the girl again but after realising what clarke was about to to, the girl quickly hid under the bed. Clarke backed up again. She didn't know what to do. She knew for a fact that she could not just leave the girl here. She would not survive on her own! And all the dead people outside. The two bodies in the livingroom were probably her parents. Both dead. Just like everyone else in this village. There was no way that clarke would leave a child here. The attackers could come back and find the girl and even if they don't come back, she was definitely to young to care for herself. Clarke heard her crying under the bed. What is she suppose to do now?

It looked like that they could not communicate with each other. She needed to try something different. She grabed her back and got out her water bottle. Then she got a handful of the berries, she had found earlier and placed them into the cap of the waterbottle. She placed both, berries and water in front of the bed. Clarke turned around and got the stuffed animal from the hole. She placed it next to the water bottle before turning around and leaving the room. She closed the door behind her. It was the only exit. She locked the door and leant against it. She took a couple deep breaths. She walked towards the nearest window. It was already getting dark outside. It had to be around late afternoon. She wanted to give the girl some time to calm down and to realise that clarke won't hurt her.

She was about the leave the cabin but then stopped when she saw the two dead people. The girl should not see this. Clarke removed her backpack and placed it next to the door. She made her way back inside. Clarke didn't really want to do this. She didn't want to have anything to do with death ever again after mount weather but she knew that wasn't possible. She needed a minute to think. Where would she put the bodies? Should she bury them or burn them? After a few minutes of thinking she decided to burn them. She carried both of the bodies behind the cabin. Her eyes went over to the other dead people in the village. That would take a while but clarke got to work and started to carry all of the bodies to the same spot.

It was already completely dark when clarke had them all in the same spot. She got some wood from the nearby forest and placed it around the bodies. When there was enough wood she lit it on fire and watched the bodies burn of a couple of seconds. "Yu gonplei ste odon!" She whisperd. A look at her fathers watch told her that is was 9:30 pm. Clarke was really exhausted. Her clothes and hands were covers in dirt and blood. She felt disgusted and looked for water. She needed to clean herself. She found a bucket full of rain water. She quickly washed her hands, arms and face with it. It was so quit out here. All she could hear was the fire behind the cabin. She did not hear anything else than that. The fire made her chear ache. How many dead people will she have to burn or bury before she dies herself. She shook her head to get rid of that thought.

She needed to check on the girl. She felt tears in her eyes again. The girl had just lost everything and everyone. Clarke quickly blinked them away and walked towards the door of the cabin. She grabed her backpack on her way inside and stopped in front of the door. It was really hard to see. It was too dark. Clarke held her ear against the door but she heard nothing. She only heard her own heavy breathing. It was nearly to quiet in there and clarke started to worry a little. She took a step back, took a deep breath and opened the door. As slowly and quiet as possible. The only light came from small candle on the table. The girl must have lightend it while clarke was gone. Clarke entered completely and closed the door behind her. She took a step towards the bed but then she immediately stopped when she saw the little girl laying on the bed. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and in her hands she held the stuffed animal. She was sleeping. She looked so peaceful and even younger than before. Clarke couldn't help but smile. Her eyes went to the bottle on the ground. She noticed that the berries were gone and the bottle was empty. She smiled again and took another step.

The floor underneath her feet cracked and gave out a loud noise. The girl was awake immediately and sat up on the bed. She looked clarke directly in the eyes and Clark threw up her hands to show her that she isn't there to hurt her in any way. The girl gave her a look of disbelieve but she also didn't move. She just stared at clarke. Clarke slowly grabed her backpack and opened the pocket with the berries. She grabed another handfull of them and closed the pocket after. She placed her backpack on the ground and took a step towards the girl. When the girl did not make any moves to show clarke to stop, she took another step and then another. When clarke reached the bed, the girl flinched a little but made no moves that would stop clarke. "You probably don't understand me, but I am not here to hurt you! I just want to help." She gave the girl a smile and then continued and pointed at the empty cap on the floor. "You ate my berries." She smiled at her again. "I have more of them if you like." She held out her hand with the berries towards the girl.

The girl looked scared but then clarke was surprised when the girl reached out and took a few of the berries out of her hand. The girl ate them quickly and clarke sat down onto the edge of the bed. She never stopped looking at the girl though. She offered her the berries again and the girl took them all out of her hand, what made clarke giggle. The girls eyes wandered from her own hand to clarkes face. Clarke gave her another smile before pointing to her chest. "Clarke" She slowly said. She noticed the tiny hint of a smile on the girls face. After a while the girl pointed at her own chest and whispered :"Madison. But mommy and daddy call me madi." Clarkes head snapped up. "You speak English?" She asked madi surprised. Madi nodded. She just stared at clarke. "They took my mommy", madI whisperd and her tears started to fall again. Clarkes heart ached at the sight. "Who?" Clarke asked madi. "They came at night. I heard the people outside scream when my mommy took me out of my bed. They killed my mommy and then daddy put me in my hole. They took him too, didn't they?", madi cried. "I'm so sorry." Clarke whisperd. She felt her own tears fall down her cheeks. She closed her eyes to calm herself down but they snapped back open when she felt madi crawling onto her lap, still crying. Clarke looked down to her and put her arms around her. Pulling her closer. She was so tiny. Clarke felt so sorry for her.

She just wanted to hold her and make her feel a little bit better. They just sat there in the candlelight while madi was crying in clarkes lap. She fell asleep after a while of crying but clarke just stayed in the same position so she wouldn't wake her up. But eventually she got really tired herself so she stood up as slow and gentle as possible with madi in her arms. She placed madi back onto the bed and luckily madi didn't wake up. Clarke looked around for a blanket and only found a dirty one the hole madi were in. She didn't want to use that one so she got the blanket from her backpack and placed it over madi. Clarke looked down to her and smiled, before walking over to the other bed she laid down on it. She didn't care that she didn't have a blanket herself. She was happy that madi had one that kept her warm. She quickly fell asleep and dreamt of the events from that day.

Chapter End Notes

Translations:

Flaimkepa- Flamekeeper

Flaimkepa! Wan op!- Flamekeeper! Die!

Yu gonplei ste odon!- your fight is over!