"Revenants are basically ghosts that rose from the grave to torment anything that moves on Earth. There's only one reason why they're back and that's because they're seeking revenge," Lexa explained.

"Revenge?" Octavia asked.

"Yes. They're looking for the ones who wronged them."

"If they're looking for their killer or whatever, then why are they such big deal? Just let them find their murderer so we could live our lives in peace," Clarke suggested.

Lexa shook her head, "You're not getting it… their murderers could be any one of us and we wouldn't even know it. They'll also go for their families and friends too, and they will kill whoever gets in its way."

"We haven't done anything wrong in centuries, why should this concern us?" Indra wondered.

"Don't you remember what happened not too long ago? Clearly they killed Luna, so that should concern us," Octavia's eyes turned black.

Lexa sighed, "Octavia, calm down. Yes, they killed her, but have to think this through. We can't let anger get in the way of what we're trying to do here."

"Then explain to us what's happening," Octavia crossed her arms.

"Okay then… well, revenants feed off of the living to prevent falling apart and turning into pure ashes. They're like a mixture of zombies and vampires, so they also can be a walking corpse. They're smell could be detected miles away and their eyes looked as if someone carved their eye out, and their eyes also glow yellow during the night," Lexa informed.

"Okay, how do you know all about these revenants and we don't?" Lincoln asked.

"Luna told me the story when she fought them centuries ago, she didn't tell you guys?"

"Yeah, of course she did."

"Okay, then she should've told you about them."

"But she didn't," Indra said.

"Oh…" Lexa rubbed the back of her neck.

"Lex, tell us how to defeat them," Clarke suggested.

Lexa nodded, "Their endurance, strength and speed are like ours maybe even better, they will fight to the death. If we get out of this alive, then it's most likely that we'll get horrifying dreams."

"That's irrelevant," Indra said.

"It can be, but it's appearance could mentally terrorize us, giving us some serious nightmares. It sounds foolish, but it's the truth. However, I don't think that could infect us in any way, but they do carry diseases that could kill someone in less than a week, so that's something to think about. If we could overcome their powers, then we could certainly send them back to their graves-"

"Or hell," Octavia interrupted.

"That too. Okay, so all we need to do is stab it in the heart or chop it's head off," Lexa explained.

Octavia rose her eyebrows, "That's it? Decapitation or put a sword through it's heart?"

Lexa nodded, "Yes, that's what I said…" Octavia stood up and walked away, "Octavia where are you going?"

She turned around, "This whole talk was just a waste of my time."

Lexa stood up, "I had to tell you what you were going up against."

"Luna is dead! How are you all acting fine about this?" Octavia shouted.

"Octavia, Luna was a mother to all of us too, so don't think you're the only special person in this family! How could you ever think that we're not bummed out about this? We're going to revenge her death, but we have to be smart about this if we're going to make out of this alive."

"Octavia, she's right," Lincoln agreed.

Octavia ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, "How long do we have to prepare for this war?

"Less than three days," Lexa answered.

"That's not even enough time! No, we need at least a week," she protested.

"These revenants are killing people left and right and even spreading disease right now, we need to kill them off as soon as possible," Clarke said.

"Who the hell are you?"

Clarke extended her hand for a handshake, "Clarke Griffin."

Octavia stared at her hand, Lexa cleared her throat, "Octavia Blake," she hesitantly gave Clarke a firm handshake.

Indra clapped her hands together, "Great. Now that we all somewhat know each other, can we start the training? Oh, I'm Indra and this is Lincoln."

Clarke nodded, "It's a pleasure meeting you all."

"Okay, so I have to work with Clarke to make sure she's ready for the war and the meeting," Lexa said.

"What meeting?" Lincoln asked.

"We're uh… meeting up with Bellamy and his people, so they could help us fight in the war."

"Lexa, this is crossing the damn line. You must be out of your mind, I'm not going to work with him." Octavia argued.

"We have no other option, Octavia, we need as much people as we can get on the battlefield."

"We could easily defeat three revenants," Lincoln said.

Lexa shook her head in disagreement, "I don't know… I have this feeling that it's more than just three of them."

"How many more are you talking about?" Clarke asked.

Lexa looked at her, "I don't know… at least thirty of them."

Octavia turned around and started walking towards the vam-portal, "Octavia, where are you going? We need you," Lincoln said.

"Don't worry about me, I'll be ready. Lexa, you make sure Clarke's ready. Indra, try not to kill Bellamy, please. Lincoln… be careful, don't do anything stupid." Octavia looked up at the ceiling, "Jus Drein, Jus Daun," The ceiling began split apart making it possible to see the dark sky.

O- May we meet again.

Octavia jumped up through the split ceiling leaving them all behind, the vam-portal closed back shut.

…

Clarke dashed towards Lexa, "That was only five seconds. Again," Lexa looked at her stopwatch.

Clarke waved her arms in the air in frustration, "Are you kidding me?! I'm tired, I'm going to relax my muscles."

Lexa sighed, "We don't have time for relaxation, Clarke. I told you this wouldn't be easy and I'm not going to make it easy. Now, do it again."

Clarke turned around and walked away, "I hate you," she mumbled under her breath.

Lexa chuckled, "I know you do."

…

Octavia sighed, "Well here goes nothing..." she knocked on the rugged, old door.

"What do you want?" A rusty deep voice asked behind the door.

"It's Octavia."

The door slowly opened, Octavia walked into the house cautiously, "It's good to see you again. How may I help you?" Octavia turned around to face the tall bearded man, "Gustus,the revenants are back."

"Hmm… say no more. Follow me," He walked passed Octavia.

"Where are you taking me?" She walked beside him down the hall.

"You want to know how to stop the revenants and I know just the right thing to give to you. Is it just you who will be defeating them?"

Octavia shook her head, "No."

"I see, and how many of these revenants will your people be defeating?"

"Three, maybe more."

"How much more? Gustus asked."

"Thirty."

Gustus nodded, "With that many revenants in one place you're definitely going to need some help."

"That's why I came to you."

Gustus stopped walking and gestured her to the chamber door, "What's in there?" Octavia asked looking at the door.

"Your solution."

Octavia continued staring at the door, "If you really wanted to defeat the revenants then you're going to have to trust me," Gustus said.

Octavia sighed, "Okay," she slowly pushed the door open. Octavia walked inside the cold room, "Looks as if no one has been in here in ages," she mumbled to herself.

"I'll be out here," Gustus informed her.

Octavia looked over her shoulder and nodded, "Okay."

Gustus closed the door shut and left Octavia alone. He chuckled as he started walking back to his living room, "She'll surely get what's coming to her."