Author's note: Thank you for all of the reviews! A lot of you guys asked for a backstory, so I tried to incorporate one in this chapter, but if you guys are still confused, let me know in the comments and I can make it more clear in the next chapter. Also, I do plan to use flashbacks in later chapters, so that might make the picture clearer. Thank you again, and please, please comment your feedback to help me improve!

"Before we get to your camp, we want to know why you guys were prisoners," Anya states loudly startling the girls. They are all riding to the sky people's camp, on a wagon. The Trikru are all sitting on the wagon too which is rare, but they want to learn more about the girls. Lexa's most trusted warriors are guarding them, positioned close enough to protect, but far enough not to hear the conversations. Clarke is sitting between Raven and Octavia, with her head on Raven's shoulder.

Both Clarke and Octavia tense, while Raven takes a deep breath. "I can go first, mine's not as bad." She combs through Clarke's hair as she speaks, "When I was 15, I went on a spacewalk illegally. It basically wasted 2 years worth of oxygen, and I was arrested with no reviewing. So, when I would turn 18, I would be floated."

"Floated?"

"The Ark's way of execution. They would put you into an airlock chamber which was opened, exposing you to the outside elements and forcing your body to be sucked into the open space, resulting in lack of oxygen. Basically, you would suffocate to death."

Anya and the others were silent for a second, taking in the information. "So you would be dead right now if you had not come down to earth?"

"Yep," Raven sighs. "Me and Octavia both."

Octavia and Clarke still look reluctant to tell them their crimes, so Lincoln takes the opportunity to share something about them.

"Lexa and Anya are my sisters, and Indra and Gustus are our parents."

Octavia's eyes well up with tears and Raven and Clarke tense. "No! No, you're gonna be executed if anyone finds out! The commander's guards are here, don't say that out loud!"

"Octavia, what are you talking about?"

"All of you! You are all older than 18! You will die, why don't you understand?" she sobs burying her head in Raven's chest. The Trikru look conflicted and shocked at Octavia's reaction to their revelation.

Clarke has a few tears leaking out of her own eyes, as she hates to see her friend so sad. "O, I think that having siblings and second children on Earth is legal."

Lexa, Lincoln, Anya, Indra, and Gustus shake their heads in disbelief. "Having second children is illegal on the Ark?"

Octavia sobs harder, "I want Bell, I want Bellamy..."

"I know, Tavia, I know," Raven whispers soothing the girl, with her chin resting on the brunette's head.

Clarke is rubbing Octavia's back also trying to comfort her. "Bellamy would be so proud of you, O. You're older brother is so proud of you, and so are we."

It takes about 10 minutes for Octavia to calm down, but when she does, she bravely faces the group. "I'm ready to tell you."

Anya frowns. "Are you sure? You don't have to tell us right now."

"No. No, I want to get it over with," She answers taking a deep breath. "On the Ark, there was a young boy who was 7, when he got a little sister. His mother told him that having a sibling was illegal, so he was responsible for her and he had to make sure she was not found." Octavia's voice wavers and she takes a deep breath steadying her voice. "Over the years, he adopted a motto, my sister, my responsibility. The girl was hidden in a room her whole entire life, and her brother and mother were the only people she knew. When she was 15 though, her brother wanted her to explore the Ark and have a taste of the outside world, so he snuck her out." Octavia looks as if she's experiencing a bad memory while talking. "The girl is caught and arrested along with her mother and brother and locked up until her 18th birthday. The same night, Bellamy and Aurora Blake were floated. Wanna guess what the girl name was? Octavia Blake."

Indra is the first to speak. "Your nomon was executed for having a second child?"

"Nomon?"

"Mother."

Octavia thinks about the question even though it's a simple one. "I...I don't know if this sounds selfish, but I miss Bell more than my mom. On the Ark, they did so much for me. Split 2 rations of food into 3, and went through all the pain of keeping me alive. I miss Bellamy more because he was the one who taught me everything, like history."

"It's a shame you were locked up. You would be a great warrior," Lexa comments.

Octavia blushes, "We didn't have warriors up in space, but Bell was a guard."

"It must run in the family then."

"I don't think so, my mom was a seamstress."

Clarke smiles, playing with Octavia's hair. "I remember Bell and Aurora. One time Wells and I were playing and I fell and ripped my pants, so I went to your mom because Bellamy took us there. He was on guard duty at that time, and he saw me fall down."

Octavia laughs. "You told us this like a thousand time already Clarke."

"Yea, Princess. We were locked in a room together!"

"Whatever." Clarke huffs, "I'm gonna tell it anyway. So Bellamy took me to O's mom, and she was super nice as she patched up my clothes. She refused to take anything from me because I was, like 5, but I came back the next day with a drawing with Bellamy and Aurora and an extra dessert ticket." She glances at Octavia with a small smile. "I feel so guilty about that picture because you were an 8 year old, knowing that you weren't included in some random privileged girl's picture."

Octavia brings Clarke closer to herself not liking Clarke's ongoing guilt. "I'm happy you're in my life now, Clarke. You have nothing to feel bad for. Are you ready to tell them your story yet? It feels better letting it all out."

Clarke turns her gaze back to the Trikru, sighing. "I'll get over with it. So, when I was 11, my dad discovered a flaw in the ark's oxygen system. It was relatively the same time Raven wasted the 2 years worth of oxygen, like a few months before. It would run out in 8 years, but of course, Rae made it 6 years." She smiles looking fondly at Raven, as she continues. "My parents wanted to go public, but the council found out and floated them before they could. Since the leader of the Ark, Chancellor Jaha, was a very good friend of my parents, and his son Wells was my best friend, he decided to let me live free, and not in the skybox. I lived with this nice lady who had a bunch of other orphaned kids."

"I thought you were in the prison?" Lexa interrupts, confused. "I'm getting to that, Commander," Clarke smiles. "So I lived with this lady for a year, and when I was 12, I rebelled."

"Our little rebel princess!" Raven comments proudly, interrupting Clarke's story again.

"Hey, I rebelled for a good reason. Jaha never told me why my parents were floated, so I thought he did it for fun. There is a highly confidential group of people who lived under the radar, and they wanted me to kill Chancellor for them. Because I hated Jaha so much, I agreed. They made me swear my life to them, and trained me in martial arts, and made me someone I never thought I could be." She gave them a confident deadly smile. "It was basically an underground mafia gang. I was the youngest member because I was 12 then."

The Trikru are staring at Clarke wide-eyed and Gustus is the first to speak. "Nobody knew about this gang? And how well did they teach you how to fight? They were not taught by teachers themselves, right?"

"Most of them were family of people who Jaha floated," Clarke spits out, saying the Chancellor's name as if it is poison. "And some of them were guards. Those were the ones who went through guards training, so they had trained me. Also. since they were guards, they had inside information and could make sure Jaha never found out about the POI."

"POI?" Indra joins in, wanting to know about the blonde. On the outside, she seems like a young and innocent girl, but once you get to know her more, you can see that she is a fierce and independent girl.

"Person of Interest, which is Jaha."

"Wait, so how did you end up in the sky prison?" Anya asks, also curious.

Clarke doesn't respond, trying to think of a way to shorten her long answer. These people don't need to know about every single detail of her story, and of what she did. Raven and Octavia were silent for most of the story, but they know that this is the part of the story that Clarke hates telling, so now they join in the conversation.

Raven wraps her arms around Clarke and starts speaking in a language she knows the grounders don't speak. It's the safest way to talk to Clarke without the others listening. In the skybox, she taught Octavia and Clarke Spanish for circumstances like these. "No tienes que decir los detalles ahora princesa. No los conocemos tan bien, y puedes saltarte las partes que no quieres contar. ~You do not have to say the details now, princess. We do not know them so well, and you can skip the parts you do not want to tell.~"

Clarke shakes her head in shame. "Hice lo que tenía que hacer. No siento remordimiento o arrepentimiento por las acciones que tomé para ponerme en el palco, pero eso no significa que yo lo comparta todavía. ~I did what I had to do. I feel no remorse or regret over the actions I took to get put in the skybox, but that doesn't mean I will share yet.~"

The Trikru stay silent, seeing the change of demeanor from the youngest girl. They don't understand the language they speak in, but stay quiet, not wanting to interrupt the conversation among the friends.

"Estamos aquí para ti, no importa lo mucho que digas. ~We are here for you, no matter how much you tell.~" Octavia whispers, encouraging the blonde.

Clarke turns her gaze back to the others, locking eyes with Lexa. "I tried to kill Jaha, so they put me in the skybox."

Lexa, Anya, Lincoln, Indra, and Gustus know that's not the whole truth, but don't push her to tell them. They can wait until Clarke is ready.

"Can I ask you a question commander?"

"Yes," Lexa replies snapping out of her thoughts.

"Why did you have me tortured?"

"We had to know if you were committed enough to the treaty. If we tortured you, then we would see if you would try to get revenge and hold it against us, or continue with the alliance."

Clarke shrugs, not mad at the commander's explanation. "That sounds like something I would do, it's good to know if someone is trustworthy." Then she turns to Anya and smiles at her, "Lemme guess, you picked me because I looked like the young, innocent girl, who's friends would freak out on you if you hurt me?"

Anya nods at Clarke, still astonished by the girl's smartness. "We thought out of all of the sky people, you would be the one to scream and yell the most as you were tortured. It would put your friends in a vulnerable position watching you. But, you did not make a single noise, and even some of our best warriors make noise at the amount of pain we inflicted on you."

Clarke grins, taking the older warrior's observation as a compliment. "I guess you just underestimated me, but honestly, the POI taught me how to withstand torture, and control pain."

Raven and Octavia don't like the answer though and Octavia interrupts before Clarke can say more."Well, it was painful for us Griffin, because we saw get cut open."

"Yeah Clarke! I bet I cried more than you!"

"That's cause you love me," Clarke whispers, laying her head on Raven's shoulder. "We're the Terror Trinity and we spent 3 years stuck in a freaking box together, so of course it will hurt you to see me sliced and diced." Clarke's eyes are closed, and it looks like she's about to fall asleep soon, so Raven shifts the blonde so that Clarke's head is on her lap, and Octavia lays down next to Clarke, slinging her arm over the youngest's waist.

Raven smiles at the two, taking in a yawn. "I'm gonna take a nap if that's ok with you."

"Go ahead, you must be exhausted," Anya answers back.

Raven immediately lays down too, gently moving Clarke's head off her lap, and onto the soft fur layering the wagon. Once the 3 girls are positioned comfortably, with Clarke in the middle of the brunettes, Raven mumbles something that makes the 5 warrior's hearts to warm. "Day 34 on earth, so far not bad"