We are Fighter's, We are Warrior's

by Andie95

War's broke out across many countries, many died, and very few survived. Follow Clarke as she helps out a tribe to survive in South Africa called the Grounders. When the Grounder bring survivors from another war. She beings to learn how to survive in a different way, and fight for what she know is right. Are you willing to follow her and fight with her? To become a Warrior?

3. Chapter 3

We are Fighter's, we are Warriors

Chapter Three

March 3, 2022

As the survivors healed, the tribe had relaxed about the new comers. Anya never told me what she and the Survivors leader, Bellamy, talked about. Over the past few days each member of survivors have started to get close to the tribe members, you see Octavia, Raven, and Monroe play with the little kids. Charlotte from the grounders tribe have gotten really close to Monroe. Those two could have been sisters, because they were attached to each other's hips. Charlotte's mother and father had passed away when she was six years old, and now she is twelve. Each member contributed on taking care of her, but she has really came out her shell with Monroe. Monroe, was different from her group. She is really quiet with her dark brown hair, and fair skin. She was definitely a follower in the group.

I've studied each member of the survivors. I wasn't sure how they survived. I was told that they were attacked by the Mountain Men, they joined forces with the group that Anya had sent out to track the Mountain Men and were ambushed. The survivors saw what was going on and came after the Mountain Men, but they retaliated. The grounders were thankful for what they had done, and accepted them. They were never that acceptable to a group before.

More so, they had a greater appreciation to Bellamy. The darkest man of the group, he had put himself in front of the leader group of trackers. I studied him the most, he had a soft spot for Octavia and Raven, and it was proven by the actions he made. The men followed his example in his group. They got to know the warriors in our group.

"You know if you keep staring at him, the puddle by your feet is going to get bigger." Said a female voice behind me. I turned to see who it was, I smiled. It was Raven, she was a funny one. She had the aura of toughness, but she was soft underneath. With her Brown hair pulled back, you can see her light brown eyes flickering from the fire that was going one with the bonfire. The fire flickered to the beat of the music that was playing. I nodded her to join me on the log. My eyes flickered around the campfire, seeing laughter and happiness. It was different than usual. Lives were saved and none was taken.

"I have no clue what you are talking about." I giggled, she laughed along and nodded her head.

"It's okay, a lot of women would act like that. He's used to it." She said, I just nodded my head, because I understood. It wasn't unnoticeable that a lot of grounder women were attracted to him. You would see multiple women approach him, and he would give them attention.

"What's the deal with you and the one with the dirty blond hair? His name is Rick right?" I asked, getting her attention off the topic of him. Plus, she was staring at him. She tensed up, not knowing how to respond. He was sitting with Monty and Jasper laughing whatever they were saying.

"Honestly, I have no clue. I have feelings for him. But I can't distract myself. This tribe is wide open. Something dangerous can happen. And I'm shit at relationships." She said. I didn't know what to say. Love wasn't something I know of. I know it's full of heartbreak, and nothing ever good came from it. I stood up, and held my hand out to her. She looked up at me confused. I nodded my head to the group that was making music and some were dancing. She shook her head.

"Come on, you need to get your mind off the responsibility for right now." I pulled her up, I started to move my body to the beat, and Raven followed me to the group. Soon many joined me and the group. We laughed, and moved. Finally, outsiders joined our group, and the Grounders were happy about it.

March, 6 2022

I was startled awake by screams, heartbreaking screams. I jumped out of bed immediately and pulled my pants and shoes on. I ran out of the tent and saw a woman hovering over a body on the ground. As I got closer, I saw it was a woman name Julia. I quickly walked to her and the body as the group began to grow. I leaned onto the ground and saw who it was. This boy had dark skin, I recognized him immediately. I began to get emotional, as I felt around for a pulse.

"No, no, noono, Wells! Wells wake up, please Wells." The tears started to blur my vision, I began to do CPR, and I couldn't stop. This boy was my best friend since I was sixteen. Our father were really great friends, so we became friends. "Wells! Please! Don't go! Someone get my mother!" I continued doing CPR knowing it wasn't doing anything. It was helpless. I began to feel someone trying to take me from Wells. I fought them off, I couldn't let him die. He knew everything about me and my family's survival.

"Clarke, there's nothing you can do." A voice said trying to pull me away from Wells body, I continued to fight them off. "Clarke!" it shouted. I fell to my butt, and cried. The tears streamed down my face, not believing that this was true. My body shook with sobs. I felt arms curling around my shoulders on both sides of me. I saw that Wells body was being picked up and carried away.

"He dead, my best friend is dead. I couldn't do anything." My body continued to shake from my cries. I was slowly pulled up by my hand, but my legs were weak from my emotions, and they gave out. Someone had caught me and held me up. But I couldn't walk, my feet were swept off the ground, and I was cradled into someone's chest. I saw olive colored skin, curly shaggy hair, and a face full of freckled. I knew immediately who it was. The one have every single, single grounder women chasing.

My eyes began to close from many emotions and the tears of tiredness. That was the last thing I remembered.

March 8, 2022

All I have done was lay in bed, with my blankets covering my body. Knowing that I lost my best friend and brother was hard. He was the person I was closes to, he knew how my family survived the global war, and I never told anyone else. Raven, Octavia, Jasper, Monty, and Monroe tried to keep me company. I didn't want it, I didn't want to see the sympathetic in their eyes. My mom visited me, and she sat by my bed holding my hand all day for the past two day. But members of the tribe would get injured and would need her help.

"Clarke." I turned towards the flap, and I see three head pop in. Raven, Octavia, and Monroe came into my tent. Raven climbed into bed behind me, while Octavia joined me in front on the bed and Monroe took the chair where my mom sat and hour ago. Soon tear's started, I wouldn't have thought I would become close friends with these girls. They were everything a girl could ask for. They wrapped their arms around me as they felt my body shake.

"It will be okay, Clarke. It takes time." Octavia whispered into my ears.

**** Bam! Here is the next chapter. I hope you guys are liking this story. I know it's starting slow, but slow has many details that will be showing in many other chapters. SO bear with me please! I really appreciate that you guys are read my story.***