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wonderswritings · 2 years

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Starless Lovers {6}

Summary: They fell from the sky. We roamed the earth. We were always meant to clash.

Warnings: The 100 Themes, Angst, Death, Blood, Unrequited Feelings, Slow Burn, Possibly more to come

Pairings: Lexa x Sister!Reader, Bellamy Blake x Fem!Reader (eventual)

War has always been brewing. With twelve clans, each with different ideals, it was always going to happen. But tensions rise when they come, the people from the sky. We watched from a distance, learning. But then they attacked, and if there's one thing all the clans can agree on,

Blood must have blood.

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“You were gone all day.”

You shrugged, looking over at Lexa.

“Pauna attacked. We had to hide.”

“Are you hurt?”

You shook your head, glancing at Clarke.

“Clarke patched me up. I’ll be fine.”

“Commanders-”

Clarke stepped forward, looking between you and Lexa.

“I need to return to camp. I need to see if Bellamy has radioed in.”

Lexa nodded, looking over at Clarke.

“Very well. You may return to your camp.”

“But I’m coming with.”

Both Clarke and Lexa shot you a look, causing you to shrug as you looked over at Lexa.

“If I have to deal with the delegates again, I’m going to scream. Besides, you heard what the scouts said, tension is high with our people and Skaikru. Seeing me may help calm the tension.”

Lexa sighed, mulling it over before she nodded.

“Fine. But not for long.”

You grinned slightly, nodding.

“Of course.”

You turned towards Clarke, looking over at her.

“If that’s okay with you.”

Clarke slightly made a face before she nodded, looking up at you, smiling softly.

“Of course.”

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“Promise me.”

You turned, watching as Lexa walked towards you, reaching out and grabbing your hands.

“Promise me that you will be safe and that you will return.”

You nodded, squeezing her hands.

“I will always return. You’re my strisis. I can’t leave you behind. I won’t.” (little sister)

She nodded, offering you a small smile.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

You smiled, letting her hands go so you could hug her, Lexa sighing softly as she returned the hug.

“Heda, Riheda.”

You stepped back, seeing one of the villagers leading your horse to you.

“Mochof.” (thank you)

You took the reins from them, climbing up into the saddle. You looked down at Lexa, offering her a small smile.

“I’ll see you soon.”

Lexa looked up at you, offering a small nod.

“Nestam.” (see you soon)

You looked over when Clarke led her horse next to you, nodding at her.

“Ready?”

She nodded, the two of you leading your horses through the village, your people standing on both sides, muttering, bowing their heads as you passed, Clarke glancing at you.

“What are they doing?”

“Showing their respect.”

Clarke nodded, and once you were at the entrance of the village you turned, seeing Lexa still standing where you left her. She nodded once before she turned, walking off. Taking a deep breath you turned back around, seeing Clarke looking at you.

“Okay?”

You nodded, leading your horse forward towards Clarke as two members of your guard fell into place behind you both.

“Let’s go.”

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After joining Clarke’s mother at the meeting point, you all rode back to their camp. You rode next to Clarke, your guards following behind you both.

“Riheda, em hashta wan daun.” (she has stopped)

You lead your horse to a stop, turning around, seeing Clarke’s mother had stopped and was off her horse.

“Clarke.”

She turned, shooting you a look, causing you to nod towards her mother, causing her to glare as she climbed off her horse, handing the lead to your guard.

“Mom, why are we stopping?”

Abby held her canteen towards Clarke, nodding.

“You need to drink too.”

“I’m fine. We’re almost home.”

You watched as Clarke turned, looking up at the two extra guards your sister had sent after you and Clarke.

“Our scouts patrol these woods. Be careful where you shoot.”

“Yes mam.”

Abby watched them walk off before she turned, looking over at Clarke.

“The grounders listen to you.”

“Lexa and Esmeray told them to.”

Abby glanced at you, an unreadable look on her face as Clarke shook her head.

“We shouldn’t have stopped.”

She turned, yelling.

“Mount up!”

Abby reached out, grabbing Clarke’s arm.

“Clarke-”

Clarke huffed, pulling her arm from Abby as she looked at her.

“Mom, I need to get back to that radio to see if Bellamy has made contact.”

“Listen to me, I know you think you don’t need my protection anymore but you do. You have to trust that I know what’s right for us.”

“Let’s go home.”

Your guard handed Clarke back the reins once she’d climbed back onto her horse, your eyes widening when there was a shot, your guard falling over. Clarke looked over at you, her eyes wide.

“Mountain men.”

Clarke kicked the side of her horse, the horse running forward. You did the same, your horse following behind her as Abby fell to her knees, checking on your guard. You heard Indra before you saw her, you and Clarke coming up the small hill.

“Finish it!”

“Octavia, no!”

Octavia looked up, her sword at the man’s neck, her chest heaving.

“He’s from Mount Weather. We need to keep him alive. Check to see if he’s got a patch kit. We’ve got to get him back to camp.”

The man on the ground screamed as Octavia moved him, rocking back and forth.

“It burns! Please! Please!”

Octavia stood up, unfolding a piece of paper, gasping.

“What is that?”

Octavia turned towards Clarke, showing her the picture.

“Clarke, you, Esmeray and Lexa were the targets.”

Indra glared, shaking her head.

“We have to warn the commander.”

You nodded, clenching your jaw as you turned, your guard leading his horse to a stop.

“Riheda?”

“Bak op at stegeda. Fika ai sis fleil raun kefa. Zo yo lok ins nau.” (go back to the village. Tell my sister to be careful. We’re all targets now)

Your guard nodded, kicking the side of his horse, riding back towards the village. Clarke looked over at you, her brows pinched together.

“We have to get back to camp, now.”

“Lead the way.”

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“Lock that down! Close the gate! Move! Move!”

You looked around, eyeing Skaikru’s camp. Some of their people were out, and they stopped to stare at you as you led your horse further into their camp. Climbing down from your horse, one of Indra’s men stepped forward, bowing his head at you as he took the lead to your horse. You looked around as the others rushed to their ship, Indra and Octavia coming to a stop in front of you.

“Riheda.”

You turned, looking down at Octavia.

“They are going to do what they can to help your guard. They’re in medical if you’d like to be there.”

You nodded, causing Octavia to glance at Indra before she turned, walking towards the ship. You followed behind her, Indra falling into step beside you. Once inside their ship, you couldn’t help but look around. You’d never seen anything like it, the few things you’d seen from life before came nowhere near as close to their ship. Your trio came to a stop when Raven came out of a room, her eyes widening slightly when she saw you before she looked over at Octavia when she spoke.

“Anything from my brother?”

“No, not yet.”

Octavia nodded, glancing back at you and Indra.

“I was taking them to medical, one of their people was shot.”

“I can take them. I need to update Clarke anyway.”

Octavia nodded, turning and walking into the room Raven had walked out of.

“It’s this way.”

Raven turned, walking down the hall, Indra and you sharing a look before you followed after her. Walking into the room, you spotted Abby working on your guard while Ravne walked towards Clarke. You made your way to Abby, Indra following you.

“There was a tear in his suit, but we fixed it in the field. Anything from Bellamy?”

“No.”

“Then why aren’t you at the radio?”

“Octavia just took my place. How about you back off?”

Clarke turned back when the man working on the prisoner went to remove his helmet, stopping him.

“No. Leave it on. It’s the only thing keeping him alive.”

“Well, how can we treat a guy if we can’t touch him?”

“I can rig up some scrubbers in the airlock. Give me twenty minutes.”

Raven turned, running out of the room.

“Damn it. I’m losing him. I need the blood now!”

The man who was working on the prisoner rushed towards Abby, offering her help.

“Okay, come on. Stay with me. Come on. Fight!”

You stepped forward when Matis groaned, a broken sigh escaping him as his head rolled to the side.

“He’s gone.”

You moved, Abby and the man stepping back out of your way as you stopped next to Matis, reaching out and closing his eyes.

“Yu gonplei ste odon.”

Indra clenched her jaw, shaking her head.

“A killer lives while a warrior dies? This is your way?”

You clenched your jaw as you looked down at Matis, Clarke shaking her head as she looked over at Indra.

“I’m sorry, Indra, but he can help us beat Mount Weather.”

“Then let me make him talk.”

Clarke shook her head, sighing softly.

“No. We’re not torturing him.”

Abby nodded, stepping forward as you stepped back from the bed Matis laid on.

“Clarke’s right. He might just talk because we saved his life.”

Indra scoffed, shaking her head as you walked towards the door.

“You people are so weak.”

Indra turned, spotting you at the door, calling out to you.

“Riheda?”

You turned, looking over at Clarke.

“You have one hour Clarke. One hour before I kill him. And no amount of firepower you have will stop me.”

You turned, walking out of the room, Indra following after you.

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“You should not have come here.”

“Yet here I am.”

“This is not a laughing matter.”

You glanced at Indra, watching her as she paced back and forth in the tent.

“This place is dangerous.”

“So am I.”

“You cannot withstand their weapons. Even you will fall.”

You shook your head, huffing.

“But not today. And should I fall to the hands of Skaikru, then my spirit will help guide Lexa.”

“You should not have come here.”

“It’s not like I’m staying here. I’ll be returning for the summit. “

“You should’ve stayed.”

She stopped pacing, turning towards you and shooting you a look.

“Why are you here, Riheda?”

You looked up from your knife you were sharpening, looking over at Indra.

“The scouts said tensions were rising with Skaikru. I’m here to put a stop to it.”

Indra shot you a deadpanned look, scoffing as she shook her head.

“If only.”

“Indra-”

You looked over when the flap of the tent opened, Indra unsheathing her sword as she moved to stand between you and the entrance.

“Uh, sorry, for the intrusion. But I need to speak with Esmeray.”

Indra huffed as she sheathed her sword, stepping to the side. Clarke looked over at you, taking a step forward.

“I’ve heard from Bellamy. He’s going to disable the acid fog with the help of our friend, Raven. And he’s going to find a way to free your people while we come up with a plan to keep them from looking for him.”

“And you have a plan for this?”

Clarke nodded, watching as you continued to sharpen your knife.

“Yes. I want to release the prisoner. Along with a message.”

“You want to release the prisoner?”

“Emerson, and yes, I do.”

“To deliver a message.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Bellamy is inside the enemy. Once they discover the acid fog is down, they’ll start looking to those there with them. He’ll be in danger and we’ll lose our inside man. By sending Emerson back, alive, and with my message, they won’t see what Bellamy’s doing. And it’ll buy us time, which we desperately need.”

You nodded slightly, grabbing the cloth that was next to you, wiping down your knife.

“Your mother will stop you.”

“She can try. But with your help, she won’t be able to.”

You hummed, setting the cloth down, flipping your knife side to side, examining it.

“Riheda?”

With a harsh sigh you stood, pointing your knife at Clarke.

“Let’s go then.”

Clarke’s eyes widened slightly as she nodded, glancing at Indra.

“O-kay then.”

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Walking next to Clarke, you walked down the hall leading to the airlock, Clarke sparing a glance at the guard that reached for his radio.

“Don’t.”

Emerson was leaning against the doors, watching as you both came to a stop.

“Get dressed. You’re coming with us.”

Emerson nodded, turning and pulling his suit on. Once he was dressed, Clarke opened the door, Indra and Sel walking forward, grabbing Emerson. The led Emerson out, Octavia moving behind him as the guards you and Indra brough surrounded them. You and Clarke led the way, no one stopping you as you walked out of the ship. Once you were outside you made your way to the gate, glancing to the side when you saw movement coming towards you.

“Clarke, what are you doing?”

Clarke shook her head as her mother and Kane rushed in front of you.

“Clarke, stop.”

“No.”

Clarke glanced at Abby and Kane as they stopped in front of you, causing you and the others to stop, Skaikru’s guards appearing behind them.

“I’m letting the prisoner go.”

“Absolutely not.”

“He hasn’t told us anything yet.”

“He doesn’t have to. He’s gonna tell them something.”

Abby scoffed as she shook her head, turning towards the guards.

“Get the prisoner back to the airlock, now.”

“Yes mam.”

When the guards stepped forward, you lifted your hand, balling it into a fist, Indra and the others reaching for their weapons, unsheathing them, waiting for your command as you gave the guard a dry look. Clarke glanced at Abby, shaking her head as the guards standing behind her and Kane lifted their guns.

“You may be the Chancellor, but I’m in charge.”

Abby shook her head, looking over at you, pleading.

“Tell your people to stand down before this gets out of hand. Please.”

“No.”

“People could get hurt.”

Clarke shook her head, taking a small step forward, causing Abby to look back over at her.

“Not if you get out of my way. You need to trust that I know what’s right for us.”

Kane sighed, leaning down towards Abby.

“The grounders trust Clarke.”

He looked back at Clarke, grinning slightly.

“Maybe we should too.”

Abby sighed, turning her head to the side.

“Stand down.”

The guards lowered their weapons, taking a step back. You lowered your hand, causing Indra and the others to lower their weapons. Clarke smirked slightly as she stepped forward, the rest of you following after her.

“Open the gate, now.”

Clarke turned towards Emerson, glaring at him.

“Can you hear me alright? Because I need to make sure you get this.”

“Loud and clear.”

“I have a message for your leader. We’re coming for him. You’re watching us, but you haven’t seen a thing. The grounder army is bigger than you think, and even if you could find it, your acid fog can’t hurt them and now, thanks to you-”

Clarke lifted the reaper stick, cutting it on.

“Neither can the reapers. So you have one last chance. Let our people go, and we’ll let you live. It’s just that simple.”

“I got it.”

“It’s an eight hour walk back to Mount Weather.”

Clarke grabbed his oxygen regulator, letting some of the air out.

“You’re gonna do it in six.”

Emerson’s eyes widened as he slightly shook his head, huffing.

“Six hours. That’s not enough. How am I supposed to deliver your message?”

“That’s your problem. Now go.”

Emerson turned, Indra’s guards moving to the side to let him through.

One of Indra’s guards grabbed Emerson, pushing him forward. Clarke turned, looking over at you. You nodded once, causing Clarke to nod back as she looked over at Octavia.

“Clarke. Do you want to explain to me how this helps my brother?”

“I just told him we have a secret army to worry about. The more they’re looking at us, the less they’re looking at him. Bellamy is the key to everything, Octavia. If he dies, we die.”

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thespiritoflife · 3 years

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White Death - part 3

Pairing: Lexa x Fem!reader

Warnings:grammatical errors, kisses?, shorter part

A/N note: Please, let me know, did you like these miniseries??

Translations:

Ai hod yu in. - I love you.

MINISERIES

Many days have passed. Many nights. But always in the sunshine, Lexa remembered the White Death. No, Y / N. And not just in the sunshine. Always. She always remembered her.

She couldn't stop thinking about her. She went to her dreams. Lexa woke up sweaty. "Why don't you give me a break, Y / N?" she screamed and cried. Because she longed for her. And she knew she would never see her.

No one has seen the White Death since. It was whispered about her and about the duel.

Lexa gave up completely and tried to stop thinking about her. She tried to improve her fighting skills. She preoccupied her head with unnecessary things. But also necessary.

It happened that night. Lexa stood on the balcony, wearing only a black dress, drinking wine. She watched her city contentedly as she noticed the reflection of her white dress.

Surely it just seemed to her. It couldn't be her.

Suddenly she felt a touch on her shoulder.

She turned. It was her. Y / N. In a white dress, no war makeup on her face. She looked so innocent and beautiful.

Lexa looked at her in shock. "What ... what are you doing here?"

Y / N put her finger to her lips. "Shh. Shh. I'm nobody. Forget who you are and forget who I am. Just focus on us," and she kissed her wordlessly.

Lexa didn't return her kisses in shock, but then she started. Desire and adrenaline flowed into her veins.

They found themselves on a majestic bed. They kissed and the clothes fell to the ground.

Y / N found herself naked. She looked like a goddess. Lexa sighed. "You're beautiful,"

Y / N just kissed her and whispered in her lips. "No words. Just deeds,"

That night, black mixed with white.

When Lexa woke up, she was gone. Y / N was gone. She disappeared as fast as she arrived. Lexa dropped to her knees and began to cry softly.

Lexa knew Y/N was leaving, but why did it have to hurt like that?

Because Y / N broke her rule that night and whispered to her, "Ai hod yu in."

And she wasn't here anymore.

So in the end she was Death. She killed Lexa inside.

#the 100 #lexa #the 100 x reader #lexa woods #lexa kom trikru #lexa x reader #lexa x y/n #lexa x you #lexa kom trikru x reader #lexa kom trikru x y/n #lexa kom trikru x you #lexa woods x reader #lexa woods x y/n #lexa woods x you #alycia debnam carey #alycia debnam carey x reader

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sickoherd · 3 years

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LEXA KOM TRIKRU — dating her includes

fluff / slight angst

author note: lexa doesn’t die in this okay

Lexa being EXTREMELY overprotective

Its annoying but you know why she does it

Her worrying that you would end up like costia

No PDA

Staying close to her and in her sights more often than not

Calling her 'Heda' even when unnecessary to annoy her

Anyone who harms even a hair on your head would regret it instantly, but this is a rare occurrence since you almost always have a guard with you

Helping her realise blood doesn't always have to have blood

Doing her braids and warpaint

She does the same for you

Titus giving you death stares

You sassing him in return

This woman loves cuddles.

Going on horse rides together, no guards because you know you’re safe with her

Getting her candles and her being extremely happy

She tells you stories of the flame

Comforting eachother after nightmares and reassuring her that you’re safe

You two being parent like figures for aden and other night bloods, you’re the favourite

You have a throne right next to hers

Going with her to meet Skaikru

Convincing her to make an alliance

Being disappointed with her when she left Skaikru at the mountain

You don’t talk to her for two days, and she feels absolutely terrible

Eventually you miss her too much and go back to her, resulting in makeup sex

She hates when you talk to Skaikru, especially Octavia

You became friends with the girl rather quickly, talking to her when she was waiting on Indra.

Lexa was jealous of your friendship, and was worried you’d started to catch feelings for the younger Blake.

Of course, this was absurd to you. You loved the commander and only her. No matter how hard Lexa tried to believe that, she remembered the look in Octavia’s eyes when you placed a gentle hand on her arm.

The tension was only growing, until one day, Lexa snapped.

The two of you argued for what seemed like forever, but was only a few minutes before the commander was back in your arms; where she belonged.

It would take some time, but Lexa would eventually get it completely into her thick skull that you were not interested in Octavia.

Your relationship only flourished from there.

That is, until the world was supposedly ending.

#lexa deserved better #lexa kom trikru #heda lexa #commander lexa #lexa the 100 #lexa woods #the 100 x reader #the 100 #dating lexa kom trikru includes #alycia debman carey #alycia jasmin

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blkmxrvel · 4 years

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i don’t post on here often, i know but. I just had to come on here and say a few things because Twitter can’t contain the amount of things that I’m feeling.

The 100 has been one of the most impactful shows in my life. I started watching at 14 and here I am 18 and sobbing over a show that I watched grow up as it watched me. I’ve cried and I’ve laughed, I’ve hated and I’ve loved. But most importantly I’ve stayed. And I’ve watched and there were so many times when I thought i was wasting my time. I had my comfort characters but they were starting to become less comfortable and unrecognizable as the series went on but I never gave up hope.

I can’t believe that this show ended when it feels like it only began a few months ago. I’ve said that I hated the show and wanted it to end and I did. I never thought that we were going to get the ending that we did. I was so set on having heartbreak and anguish course through my veins but instead I experienced anxiety, fear and then very pleasantly surprised. At seeing one of my favorite characters (even if it wasn’t her all the way) and seeing everyone else I’ve loved finally get the happy ending they deserved.

This journey has been one that I will never forget. These characters will live on in me for a lifetime and that’s because of my amazing actors that portray them the way they do. The way they shine a light into everyone’s home and makes it a little bit brighter. For that I’m grateful.

I remember first hearing about the show called ‘the 100’ the only reason I even agreed to start watching was for the lesbian couple people were talking about. I binged it religously and fell in love with each character along the way. And the moment I meant lexa kom trikru, heda of the 12 clans, i knew she was going to be someone that had an immense influence on the plot of this show. she was fierce and headstrong but caring and compassionate. she knew what she wanted and got it always. She allowed her to make new alliances, friends and find a new love. She was someone that so many people resonated with. And when she got taken from us like she did, it broke so many hearts. Crushed so many spirits. But we never gave up. never stopped reminiscing and remembering her for who the was and what she did.

Alycia has been someone that has instilled so much joy and trust into all of our hearts. She gave us lexa in the most glorious way, like no one else could have. She poured her soul into this character and made sure we felt it. She never gave up on us, little did we know. Even when it felt like the end was definite, she loved us enough to make sure that we got the closure that we needed. And that we could move on and remember this amazing character. I’ve never seen someone to talented, warm, compassionate with their fans like alycia has been. we truly don’t deserve her.

I think I’ve said all that I need to say. If u haven’t watched the finale or this season, do it. You will cry, you will yell and want to give up but I promise you it is worth it. More than anything I could have imagined happening. Each character brings something different and you really see the meaning of what family and love can mean to a person, and how no matter what u think it will all pay off in the end.

So, may we meet again. and remember that life is about more than just surviving.

#the 100 #t100 #the 100 finale #Clarke griffin #clexa #lexa woods #lexa #raven reyes #octavia blake #echo #t100 finale #season 7 #Alycia debnam-carey #Eliza Taylor #may we meet again #t:madi talks #cw the 100 #lexa x reader #Clarke griffin x reader

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locker42 · 3 years

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Bounty Hunter - No.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death, blood, injuries, violence.

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Grounder!reader.

Word count: 6505

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You tightened your belt, putting your knives back in their places. You then took your jacket, putting it on before you got up and started walking out of the room. Lexa let you stay for a few weeks in Polis for a mission she needed you for. You walked down the hall to the stairs, climbing up and headed to the throne room. Two guards were standing beside the doors, opening them for you. You walked in, seeing Lexa dressed in more casual clothes rather than her armor. You bowed your head.

“Yu asked gon ai, Heda.” You asked for me, Commander.

“Sha, ai yu don moun mission gon yu, Nokeryon.” Yes, I have another mission for you, Nokeryon. She said and walked closer to you. “Ai sent hainofa Roan kom Azgeda gon homplei daun Wanheda, ai gaf yu gon gyon au after em en kep in an blinka ona em.” I sent prince Roan from Azgeda to hunt down Wanheda, I need you to go after him and keep an eye on him.

You nodded. “When dula ai ban op?” When do I leave?

“Nau.” Now. She said. “Ai gaf yu gon make sure she comes kom nou bash op.” I need you to make sure she comes with no harm.

“Got em, ai na ai op yu raun bida hours, Heda.” Got it, I’ll see you in a few hours, Commander. You said and walked out of them room. You quickly ran down the stairs, your hip was all healed now after days of resting, allowing you to go back to full movement in your joint. You climbed on your horse and left, knowing you weren’t far behind Roan. After living in the palace for quite a time you knew what was going on there, which meant you knew that Roan was banished. Lexa probably gave him the mission in promise to lift his banishment.

After the battle in Mount Weather you lived in the village with Nyko for a while, deciding to settle in until your hip healed. You visited Bellamy and the others from time to time, but after you moved to Polis you didn’t see them anymore. Even today, a part of you wondered what it would have been like if you did come back with Bellamy to Camp Jaha and stayed there, but you knew that it wasn’t an option. Even though you heard about Lincoln living there, because of the kill order on his head but still. The difference was that he had someone he loved there; Octavia. You didn’t have anyone. You got back to doing missions a week after you hip healed, the word of you getting back in business passing along to Lexa, and she welcomed you in her palace. It was weird waking up to the same place for the first few days, but you got used to it two weeks in.

You were getting closer to a villaged area, which meant you weren’t too far from Arkadia. You decided to leave your horse in one of the villages, still having the clear passage Lexa gave you. You walked through the woods, circling the area around the villages. You saw a small cabin up ahead, not too difficult from the one you grew up in, distanced from the village as well. You crouched behind a tree, the cabin being the perfect spot for someone who lived in the woods to be in. Your father ran a small hunting business, people gave him hunted animals and he cooked them and gave half of it to them. You heard leafs moving behind you, turning around to see a man dressed in dark clothes, his face covered in mud and paint so you couldn’t recognize him. Except for the hunch you had. You walked as quietly as you could behind him, pulling out your sword and pressing if against his throat.

“Stand up.” You said and stepped back a little to give him space. He rises his hands and turn to you. You smirked. “Hainofa Roan, chit an koma.” Prince Roan, what an honor.

“Nokeryon.” He hissed under his breath. You were very much aware of the hate and judgment assassins and bounty hunters like you received, you were counted as one of the lowest stands.

“Heda sent ai gon kep in an blinka ona yu. Nau, let’s fig au Wanheda.” The Commander sent me to keep an eyes on you. Now, let’s find Wanheda. You said and withdrew your sword, no longer a theat to his life.

“En chomouda would ai trust yu?” And why would I trust you? He asked, cocking his head to the side.

“Ai gaf in gold, en yu bilaik ai edei kom getting dei de gold. Easy as dei de.” I want gold, and you are my way of getting that gold. Easy as that. You said and shrugged.

“Ait.” Alright. He said and nodded. You offered your hand to him but he just laughed. “Yu laik no gona.” You are no warrior. He said with mockery.

“En yu laik no hainofa. Krei ai don heard.” And you are no prince. So I’ve heard.

His jaw clenched before he accepted your hand, accepting your deal.

“Let’s gyon au.” Let’s go. You said and turned around to leave, hearing his footsteps behind you. You searched the area, finding no one. You eventually sat down and watched the cabin as the night fell.

“Let’s gyon au, dison laik branwoda.” Let’s go, this is useless. You said, getting tired of being in the same position for over two hours.

“Em te nou branwoda. Ai saw em walking raun hir bida days kom gon.” It’s not useless. I saw her walking around here a few days ago. He said, keeping his eyes on the cabin while yours turned to him. You opened your mouth to say something but he quickly placed his hand on it, shutting you up.

“Shof op. Em ste hir.” Quiet. She’s here. He said and pointed up ahead. You followed his finger and saw Clarke, or Wanheda, standing out side the cabin. You looked at Roan and he nodded. He moved to the back of the cabin, slowly moving closer. You walked straight to her, sword in your hand. You pressed the blade against her throat, making her turn her head towards you, shock in her eyes.

“Hello, Wanheda.” Roan said from behind her before she could move away. You grabbed her and turned her around, putting away your sword and tying her wrists together.

“No, please, don’t. Nokeryon, stop, you don’t want to do this.” She begged before Roam gagged her with a piece of fabric.

“Just stay quiet and don’t fight.” You said before walking away. “Come on, we need to be there by tomorrow.”

You walked through the rest of the night in silence, only discussing matters of navigation. You reached the river, walking on the rocks along it. Roan was holding the rope attached to Clarke while you walked beside him. She was panting, trying to slow down but Roan just pulled the rope, making her almost fall. She suddenly dropped to the ground, Roan pulled the rope and dragged her.

“On your feet.” He said but she didn’t move, her eyes closed. He looked at you, nodding for you to check her. You rolled your eyes and stepped forward, grabbing her and turning her over. “Looks like the great Wanheda’s human after all.” He muttered and dropped the rope, walking to the river and filling the small bottle with water.

“We need to get going, Roan. We have a long way ahead of us.” You said and joined him by the water. You washed your hands and face, sighing. “Do you expect me to carry her all the way to Polis?”

“No, but-“ you were cut off by a rope wrapping around your neck, Clarke choking you with it. You tried to flip her over but your height came as an obstacle. She pushed you down to the water and drowned you. Luckily for you, Roan pulled her off of you and knocked her down, now drowning her.

“Wait!” You called as you stood back up. “We need her alive. Get her up.”

He let her go and she rose to her knees, her hair that was once red now back to her blonde one. “Now, that’s better.” You said and pulled her to her feet. She eyes you suspiciously before returning her gaze to Roan. The paint that was hiding his face now gone, revealing his scars. “You’re Ice Nation.” She mumbled but he just pulled her by the rope, walking away. You walked in the woods for a while before stopping once you were in an open area. Roan pulled the rope, Clarke falling down, and placed his hand on your shoulder, pulling you down as well.

“Quiet. Ice Nation scouts.” He said and pointed. You clenched your jaw and turned to him. “Let’s get back in the woods, we’ll find another way.” You whispered. He nodded and stood up, pulling Clarke with him. Before you could walked away Clarke screamed out, making you put your hand on her mouth aggressively. “What part in shut up and come with us wasn’t clear?” You yelled-whispered. You took the bag that was attached to your belt and pulled it over her head. “I’ll take care of them, go back to into the woods. I’ll find you.” You said to Roan before pulling out your sword.

“If you die I’ll keep your gold.”

“Shop of.” You said before turning away, running towards the warriors. You jumped up, making it look like you were about to attack but quickly slid down to your knees, stabbing the warrior in the thigh before moving up to slit his throat. Another one grabbed you and went to pull out his sword but you were quicker, reaching to your holster only to find the knife gone. “Fuck.” You muttered and settled on punching the guy instead. You pulled your other knife, plugging it in his heart two time to make sure he was dead. You stood up, seeing the third one running to where Roan and Clarke went. You aimed and threw you knife, hitting him in his back. You picked your sword and blocked the warrior’s one, then sliding to his side and stabbing him in the heart. You withdrew your sword and ran away, stopping to pull your knife from the body before running to find Roan.

You spotted them near the entry of a cave, running towards them. Roan turned to you when he head footsteps, clear relief on his face when he saw you. “Come on, there’s a cave here.”

You nodded and walked forward. You stepped down the old stairs. Roan tied Clarke to the pole before lighting up a small fire and putting a familiar knife in it.

“That’s my knife. Why do you have it?”

“Ask her.” He said, pointing at Clarke. “She probably took it from you and stabbed me with it.” He stood up, taking off his layers. You sat down on your knees, throwing leafs in the fire from boredom. He took off his shirt, drawing your attention. You cringed as you saw his stab wound. “Another inch and I’d be dead.” He said, then turning to Clarke. “Maybe you’re not the Commander of death after all.”

“Why are you hiding me from your own people? Why did you let her kill them?” She asked after a few seconds.

“Why’d you run away from yours?” He shot back, picking the knife from the fire and placing it on his wound, hissing in pain. “The great Wanheda.” He walked closer to her. “Mountain Slayer.”

“I’m no one.” She said, her tone annoyed.

“There’s a lot of people out there looking for no one.” You commented.

“You’re obviously not loyal to the Ice Nation.” Clarke said, ignoring your comment. “So why are you taking me there?”

He didn’t say anything and just walked away. “Look, whatever the Ice Queen is giving you, my people will offer you more.” She said, making him stop.

“Not them. Not for someone who abandoned them.”

What he said ticked her off, her tone now angry. “You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know you took the coward’s way out.” He said.

“You’re no different. You’re in disguise, same as me. You’re on the run, same as me.”

“Expect you don’t have anything to run from. You chose to walk away.” You said, starting to get annoyed.

“You’re no different as well.” She said, turning to you. “You’re a bounty hunter, living off of killing people. Nokeryon, soulless, no one.”

“Exactly what you claim to be, right?” You said, standing up. “You got your people, and you left. Don’t take your guilt out on me.” You walked over to her, lifting her gag back up. “That’s better.” You stood back up and turned to Roan. “I’ll scout the area, make sure no one’s following us. I’ll come back and then we move.” He nodded, but stopped you from exiting the room. You sent him a confused look. He handed you your knife back. “Figured you’ll need this.” You nodded and walked out, circling the area.

You walked to the edge of the woods again, your eyes widened. There was an army, an Azgeda army, marching towards the same place you need to get to - Polis. You quickly turned around and ran back to the cave. You stopped when you saw an Azgeda warrior walking into the cave, his sword in his hand. You ran forward, taking out the knife Roan gave back to you. You walked in, seeing Roan pinning the man die, his sword to his chest. You walked forward and saw his face. Bellamy.

“Wait, stop.” You said, Roan turning to look at you. “Just don’t kill him, okay? Let’s just go.”

He shook his head. “He’ll follow us.”

“No, he won’t, I’ll make sure of it. Now, put the sword down, Roan.” You begged, eyes locking with Bellamy’s. His face showed surprise, looking you over. You frowned your eyebrows, wordlessly asking him if her was okay. He nodded, making relief wash over you.

Roan leaned back, taking the sword off of his chest. Then he plugged his knife in his thigh, making him scream in pain. “Stop!” You said and pulled him off, taking the knife from him. “That’s not what I meant by ‘put the sword down.” You hissed before turning to Bellamy. “Go, I’ll take care of him.” Roan rolled his eyes but did as you asked. He pulled Clarke to her feet and walked to the exit. “Don’t be long.” He said before walking out.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know he would do such a dick move.” You said as you crouched down next to him, placing your hand on his wound.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He snapped at you. “Why are you hunting Clarke? What, you’re gonna kill her for gold?”

“Relax,” you snapped back, “I’m not gonna kill her. I’m delivering her to Lexa.”

“That’s the same as killing her.” He almost yelled. You would have though he was completely angry with you but he didn’t move away from your touch.

“No it’s not, Lexa asked me to bring her unharmed. And trust me, if she wanted her dead she would have me do it.”

“Trust you? How am I supposed to trust you when you’re hunting down my friend?”

You rolled your eyes, getting tired from the conversation. You had to go. “Don’t follow me, and I won’t have to knock you out.”

“Are you even listening to me? Lexa will kill her!” He yelled, trying to move but hissing in pain.

“I’ll make sure she’s safe, I promise. I wouldn’t have agreed to the deal if I knew she would be killed. She save my life, you have to believe me.” You saw his expression soften a little bit. “Where were you? You just disappeared for weeks.”

“I know, I’m sorry. Lexa sent guards to take me to Polis. I thought it was going to be just one mission but she offered me a room in the palace.” You explained and placed your hand on the back of his neck. “I’m sorry I left you, I didn’t know how long I would be there.”

He nodded, keeping his eyes locked on yours. “You promise she will be safe?”

“I promise. I won’t let Roan and any other person hurt her.” You said, giving him a small pet before drawing back. “I have to go. I’ll see you later.” You said and turned to walk out of the room, but his voice stopped you. “Thanks for not knocking me out.”

You turned to him and smirked. “Anytime.”

________

The doors opened, revealing Lexa on the throne, her bodyguards along Titus standing by her side. You walked forward, Roan dropping Clarke to her knees. He pulled the bag from hear head. She blinked a few times baffle her gaze fell on Lexa.

“Hello, Clarke.” Lexa got up and walked over to Clarke, eyeing her injuries. “The deal was for you to bring her to me unharmed.” She said, glaring at Roan.

“She didn’t come easy.” You said, drawing her attention away from Roan. She looked back at Clarke. “I’d expect not.”

“I’ve don’t my part.” He said, stepping forward. “Now do yours.”

“Very well.” She nodded and turned to you, pulling out a bag from her pocket, handing it to you. You opened it, seeing not gold but diamonds. You looked up at her in surprise. “You’re dismissed, free to go back to your life. Thank you.” You attached your bag to your belt. “Sure. Let me know if you need anything.” You said and turned to Roan. “Nice working with you, partner.” He just smirked and nodded.

“See you later.” You said and walked out of the room, smiling as you looked down at the bag of diamonds. You saw a few people standing in the hallway as you turned around the corner. You recognised one as the Azgeda ambassador and the others were also Ice Nation. You leaned against the wall, deciding to stick a little longer.

“Ai sent assassin gon maun. Em ste jos a matter kom gou fou oso na nou longer souda deal kom emo.” I sent the assassin to the mountain. It is only a matter of time before we will no longer have to deal with them. You heard one of them say, making you suck in a breath. You quickly connected the dots before going off the other direction. You stopped when you saw Roan being led out of the room, his hands tied. You sent him a confused look.

“Azplana.” The Ice Queen. He said before being pushed forward. You sighed in annoyance before heading down, knowing you didn’t have a lot of time. The assassin left before you which meant you were at least one hour late. You cursed when you realised your horse was back at the village. “Fuck it.” You said and took off running.

You stopped, leaning on a tree, panting. You pulled the map Roan gave you and saw a village close to you, you decided to take your chance. You ran to the village, rising your hands in the air, showing them you were no threat. You pulled out the piece of silver, saying, “Ai gaf a gapa. Ai laik kom Heda.” I need a horse. I’m with the Commander. You said, feeling a little bad for lying to them but part of it was the truth.

An older man walked over to you. “Chon ste yu?” Who are you? He asked.

“Ai laik Y/N.” I’m Y/N. You decided to use your name instead of the name you were given, knowing that it will only make things worse. “Ai work ga Heda.” I work for the Commander.

You watched his head nodding before he motioned with his hand, a young man walking towards you, holding a rope that was attached to a horse. “Na kefa.” Be careful. He said.

“Chof.” Thank you. You said before taking the horse. The man nodded. You climbed on the horse and left.

You were getting closer, remembering some of the routes you took when you came back from Mount Weather. You saw guards patrolling the woods, making you stop. You got off your horse and slapped his back, making him run off. You knew someone would find him. You chose not to attack or sneak, walking straight to them with your hands raised.

“I’m not here to attack, I’m here to warn you. I need to talk to Bellamy Blake.” You said as you got closer. They looked at each other before walking forward and grabbing you, pulling you with them.

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m not here to attack you, I come in peace. Please, you have to listen to me.” You begged as they dragged you. You resisted your urge to take them out and go by yourself, knowing you could take both of them. But you knew that they didn’t trust you as it is, you didn’t have to add to the list of why they didn’t trust you. You reached the top of a hill. In front of you you saw the big metal door you’ve once walked out of. On top of it were Octavia and Bellamy. They climbed off as soon as they saw you.

“Hey! Let her go!” He yelled as they got closer.

“Bellamy.” You said, his eyes locking with yours.

“I said, let her go.” He said again, glaring at the guards.

“She’s a Grounder.” One of them said, spitting the word ‘Grounder’ as if it was a deadly disease, making you roll your eyes.

“I don’t care, let her go.”

“She threatened you.” The other one said, making you look at him with anger. “No I did fucking not. You wouldn’t even let me get a word in.”

“Shut up.” He said and punched you in the stomach making you groan in pain.

“Leave her alone.” Octavia said, stepping forward. “We can trust her.”

“Yeah, what she said.” You said, nodding.

“Get your hands off of her. Now!” Bellamy snapped. The two guards finally let you go but not without a final push. If it wasn’t for Bellamy stepping closer to you you would have snapped back at them.

“Are you okay?” He asked you, eyes running over you, searching for injuries.

“I’m fine, glad to see your leg is alright.” You said, then moved you gaze to Octavia. “Hello there, Little Blake.” She smiled and said, “good to see you too.”

“Okay then, we’re all caught up. Now, I need to talk to you.” You turned to Bellamy. “I was at Polis, I heard the Azgeda ambassador talking about an assassin coming here. You need to get your people out of here.” You said, but then realised. “What are your people doing here, anyway?”

“Come on, let’s get you inside.” He said and placed his hand on your shoulder, ignoring your question.

“Inside? To Pike?” Octavia protested.

“Who’s Pike?” You asked only to be ignored.

A movement caught your attention, not too far away. You saw another pair of guards leading Echo, the woman who you met in Mount Weather.

“Echo?” Bellamy asked, standing beside you.

“Hey!” You stepped forward. “Let her go!” When the didn’t listen to you you turned to the guards who brought you here. “Tell them to let her go or I’ll slit your throat.”

They nodded before signalling them to let her go.

“What are you doing here?” Bellamy asked her as she walked to you.

“The summit’s a trap. The assassin is already there. At sundown, your people will die.”

_______

“I was with the queen’s army, heading toward Polis.” Echo said, explaining what happened. You were standing beside her, Bellamy to your right, listening to her. Being in the mountain brought back bad memories so you focused on her.

“The war chief talks too loud.”

“You’re one of them. So why are you telling us this?” A man stepped closer to the table.

“We abandoned Skaikru in the battle for the mountain.” She said, then looked at you and Bellamy. “It was wrong.”

“And won’t they miss you?” The man asked again.

“Maybe. That’s why we need to hurry.” She said, glaring slightly at the man.

“You said an assassin was heading to Polis?” You asked, things not adding up.

“Yes.”

“But why would he? There are only a few of your people in there,” you turned to the man standing beside Bellamy, “it’s not a great loss.”

“You know nothing of our people, Grounder.” He snapped, glaring at you.

“You’re Pike then.” You muttered, controlling your anger.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked, taking a step closer to you, but Bellamy put a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t.” He warned him before turning to Echo. “She’s right. Why would they send the assassin there and not at Arkadia?”

“Or here.” You mumbled.

“Wanheda. The queen wants her power.”

“She saved my life, Pike. We can trust her.” Bellamy said. Pike nodded after a few seconds.

“Listen up.” Bellamy called. “If we want to get to Polis before the attack, we have to move.”

“Attack?” A man from behind you said. “Do we have conformation of that?” You turned to him and recognised him as Sinclair, Raven’s boss.

“Not really.” You muttered under your breath, quietly enough only for Bellamy to hear.

“We radioed, but no answer.” He said.

“They may be already dead for all we know.” Pike said. “And if they are, we need to be ready to respond.”

“Don’t make this about the missiles.”

“Missiles?” You asked, turning to look at Bellamy. “What is he talking about?” He shook his head, shrugging. “I don’t know.” He whispered.

“This is about survival.” Pike said, getting into the man’s face.

“Not if you kill inocente people.” You said, getting tired of his bullshit.

“Stay out of this, Grounder.” He spat, turning to you.

“Or what, huh?” You said, stepping forward, ignoring Bellamy’s warning look. “Polis is a big city and those things are deadly. This attack is by Azgeda and Azgeda only, not other clans.”

“Your words mean nothing to me, they are all the same.” He said, making your jaw clench.

“Well they’re not. Just like your doings isn’t all of these people’s doings, one clan’s doings isn’t all clans’ doings.” You said, trying to keep yourself in check, your recklessness wasn’t something that you needed right now. Bellamy stepped forward and placed his hand on your back, signalling you to stop. You rolled your eyes, ignoring how your heart reacted to his simple touch, but stopped talking.

“We don’t even have the launch codes.” Sinclair said, drawing Pike’s attention.

“No, but we have me.” Raven said, stepping forward. Sinclair stepped closer to her, smirking. “And you accuse engineers of arrogance.” He said in a teasing tone. “I’m growing as a person.” She shrugged.

“Let’s go.” Pike said and picked a bag up, waling out of the room.

“Finally, I can’t stand that guy.” You said, turning to look at Bellamy. “Now I have to suffer through like an hour of being in the same room as him. Kill me.” You groaned, making him chuckle.

“Well, consider me your saviour then.” He said, making you frown. “Why?”

“You’re not coming.”

“Oh, fuck no. I can walk, I’m not injured, I’m perfectly fine-“ you started to argue, but he cut you off.

“Which is why you’re staying here. I don’t have a good feeling about this, and I need you to stay here, make sure everything is alright.” He said, voice softening.

“No, Bellamy, I should be out there, helping you.” You said but he placed his hand on your cheek, caressing it. “If there is really an attack, I don’t want you anywhere near it.” He said. Your face turned red, all the words suddenly leaving your mouth.

“O-okay.” You stuttered, hating the stupid smirk that rose on his face. “Are you blushing, Nokeryon?” He teased you. You rolled your eyes and moved his hand away. “Shut up, Blake.” You said but couldn’t help the small smile tugging on your lips. “I’ll be safe.” He reassured you. “And I need you to be too.”

“Oh, I will. Don’t worry about me.” You said, shrugging.

“It’s cute that you think you’re immortal.” He said, pinching your check with his thumb and finger.

“So you think I’m cute?” You smirked. “Well, now I really can’t die.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’ll see you in a couple hours.”

“You bet my cute face I will.” You said, now smiling shamelessly at him. He laughed and walked away.

“Careful, Bellamy, you’re blushing.” You heard Raven’s teasing voice, making your smile go away. You shook your thoughts away, knowing impossible was impossible, there was no way to reach it.

“Let’s go.” You heard from behind you, turning around to see Raven. “I’ll figure out a way to make you useful.”

“Funny.” You said before joining her. You walked down the hallway, stopping at the control room. As you passed the hallway you mentally cringed at the memories running through your head. You walked in, taking one look around before sitting down on one of the tables, knowing you were as good as a tree in that room.

“Damn it.” Raven said, slamming her hand on the table.

“What happened to that Reyes confidence?” Sinclair, who sitting behind a computer, said.

“It’s a 12-digit code, there are a trillion combinations.” She said with a frustrated sigh. “It’s gonna take me a minute.” She added with an annoyed tone.

He got up and walked over to Gina, who was standing, leaning her hands on the table. “Gina, what have you got?” He asked her.

“Don’t look at me, I’m just a grunt.” She said, raising her hands in the air. He turned to look at you, but you shut him off. “Do I look like I know this shit?”

He nodded and turned around. “It’s gonna be dark soon. We’re working analog, we’re working digital, what are we missing?”

“How is the president gonna remember a number that long?” Gina said from beside you. “She’s right, he was pretty old.” You said.

“Not well.” Raven said.

“He probably wrote it down, kept it near him.” You said, running the thought in your head. “In a reachable place.”

“Oh, come on. That’s like setting the launch codes to all zeros.” Raven said as she started pacing the room.

“And yet, it’s better than anything we’ve come up with.” Sinclair said, a small smile on his face.

“To the president’s office then.” You said and stood up, walking towards the door. “Count me in.” Gina said and walked with you.

You reached the office, Gina going to the desk and you going to the bookshelf. You took one book, opening it, running through the pages. You rolled you eyes. Walking through the room, you tried to find something useful.

“Can you help me with the drawer?” Gina asked you, making you turn to her. “Yeah, sure.” You saw the lock on it, pulling out your knife and crouching down, trying to pry it open. You heard Gina grunting before you turned, gasping as you saw a man stabbing her multiple times in her torso. You quickly jumped up, twisting your knife before taking a swing at him. He dodged and grabbed your arm, stabbing you. You used your other hand to punch him side, then pushing him on the table. He recovered quicker than you expected, grabbing your hair and throwing you back. You held the knife in your hand tighter and turned around, swinging you knife with you. You managed to cut his side, but it didn’t seem to affect him at all. He punched you in the face, hard enough to push you back, and then hit your head, knocking you down. You blinked, trying to shake off the dizziness. You saw him typing something into a screen before turning to leave. You quickly jumped into action and grabbed his leg, making him fall. You climbed on top of him and threw your punches, you didn’t even see him taking his knife in his hand until you felt a pain in your side. He took out the knife and stabbed you again. You screamed in pain before ignoring it, your mission clear to you. He kicked you off of him and got up, but you were on your feet faster than him.

You grabbed two knives from your holsters, twisting them in your hands before lunging forward. You raised your hand, making it seem like you were going for his shoulder but your left hand plugged the knife in his side, making him step back. You attacked again, but this time, he predicted your moves. He caught your wrist and stabbed your shoulder, then elbowing your face and stabbing you again in your thigh. He pushed you back and didn’t waste any time, taking off running. You ran after him, the pain running through your body being almost unbearable. Bellamy’s voice suddenly came to your mind.

“I know you’re in pain but you have to run as fast as you can..”

And you did, you ran as fast as you could, ignoring your body and holding that it will make it a few more seconds. You took the radio that Raven gave you from your belt, pressing the button. “Raven! Sinclair! There’s an assassin in the mountain, Gina’s dead. I’m going after him. This place is going to blow up. Run!” You yelled through through the radio as clearly as you could as you kept running.

“What? Are you okay? Where are you?” Came Raven’s response.

“Doesn’t matter, run!” You put the radio back in your belt before turning around the last corner, seeing the door opened up ahead. As soon as you were out you jumped forward, knife already ready. You stabbed him in the back before turning his around, stabbing his chest five times before placing your knife back in its holster and got up. Your body has reached its limit, you dropped down on the ground, not being able to move a muscle. You heard Raven and Sinclair running to you, seeing Raven’s face and feeling her hand on your wound.

“Stay with me, I’m here, it’s okay.” She said before an explosion was heard. You looked up, seeing glimpses on fire. “No..” you said, your voice was so weak you didn’t even recognize it. Raven took her radio with her free hand. “Bellamy.” She cried to the radio. “Bellamy, come in. The Grounders attacked Mount Weather.”

“What are you talking about?” Bellamy said after a few seconds, making you sigh in relief.

“It’s gone. It’s gone.” She cried. “It’s all gone. Sinclair and I are the only ones left and Nokeryon is dying.” She sobbed. “I’m so sorry.” She broke down in sobs. “Bellamy you have to hurry. She’s dying.”

She put the radio down and focused back on you, keeping pressure on your wound now with both of her hands. “Sinclair, put pressure on her thigh. We need to keep her stable until Abby will get here.”

“Don’t.” You whispered. “I won’t make it.”

“Yes, you will. Now stay with me.”

“Raven,” you said, moving your hand to rest on her thigh, wincing at the pain in your shoulder, “it’s okay. Let me go.”

“No.” She shook her head, a sob breaking through her. “I won’t let you die too.”

“My name is Y/N.” You said, knowing your fate. “It was nice to meet you.” You smiled, although you were sure it didn’t look convincing.

“No, shut up. You’re going to make it.” She insisted, then looking up at Sinclair. “Keep pressure on her wound.”

“She’s right, Raven. She won’t make it.” He said, a sad look on his face.

“Tell Bellamy,” you coughed, blood coming out of your mouth, but you ignored it, “I’m sorry I couldn’t save his people.”

“No. If you’re gonna blame yourself then fine, but you’re telling Bellamy yourself.” She said, tears running down her cheeks, making your own eyes water. All the things you didn’t accomplish, all the things you’ve been through running through your head. You didn’t want to die, you weren’t ready. But it was your time, and you needed to accept it.

“What is it that you say? May we meet again?” You said, a small smile on your lips.

“We will. Just keep your eyes opened and stay alive. They’re on their way.”

“Ai gonplei ste odon.” My fight is over.

“No, it’s not. Keep fighting.” She said and kept putting pressure on your wound.

“It’s not your time yet, we have a fight to win.”

Bellamy’s voice came to you again. You remembered it like it was yesterday, you laying on the floor and him telling you you had to keep going. This time, you did fight, and you failed. It was your time.

“Say it, Raven.” You begged her. You needed to hear those words, a confirmation to the fact that indeed it was your time, you needed a voice to say it, other than your own.

“No. Your fight isn’t over. Bellamy will kill me if I let you die. He can’t lose you, and neither can I .” She said, her tears now dry and face serious.

“Yu gonolei-“ Sinclair started but Raven turned to him. “Shut up!” She cut him off. “Her fight isn’t over. They are on their way, all we have to do is keep alive till then.” She yelled and turned to you. “All you have to do is keep your eyes opened.”

You wished you could, but all the fighting in you was gone. The pain in your body made it go limp, and you felt your eyes closing without your control. You tried to fight, you really did, but couldn’t. Flashes of memories running through your head, your parents, Nyko, Lincoln, Lexa, Bellamy, Octavia, Raven, Clarke, Roan, Maya, Gina, then back to Bellamy. You’d expect your last thoughts before your death to be about your parents or all the people you’ve killed, but when you closed your eyes, all you saw was Bellamy and all you heard was his voice. You didn’t hear Raven’s screams at you to stay awake and you didn’t feel her hands shaking you.

He was in front of you, disguised as a guard, he cupped your cheek. “I’ll come back to you, I promise.”

“No! I’m not leaving you, not after everything.”

His arms wrapped around you, you felt safe. You felt his head drop on top of yours. He placed his hand on top of yours. You cupped his cheek. He put his hand on your back. “Are you okay?”

No.

#bellamy blake #bellamy blake fanfiction #bellamy blake imagine #bellamy blake x reader #the 100 #bellamy blake x grounder reader #bellamy imagine #the 100 fandom #the 100 fanfiction

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tvseries-writings · 3 years

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Characters I write for ( x reader or not)

MARVEL

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Maria Hill

Daisy Johnson

Bobbi Morse

Jemma Simmons

Karen Page

Jessica Jones x Trish Walker

Peggy Carter x Angie Martinelli

Karolina Dean x Nico Minoru

Kate Bishop

Yelena Belova

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)

Kara Danvers

Lena Luthor

MOVIES OR OTHER SERIES

Beca Mitchell x Chloe Bale

Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca

Clary Fray x Isabelle Lightwood

Hope Mikaelson x Josie Saltzman

Fatin Jadmani x Leah Rilke

Octavia Blake x Clarke Griffin x Raven Reyes x Lexa Woods

Cassie Blake x Faye Chamberlain

Carla Rosón Caleruega

Nancy Drew

Kiara x Sarah x reader (Outer Banks)

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wandanatsbaby · 3 years

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I now take requests for

Octavia blake

Raven reyes

Lexa

Clarke griffin

And the other characters I have already said

#octavia blake #octavia blake x reader #clarke griffin #clarke griffin x reader #lexa x reader #lexa #lexa woods #the 100 #raven reyes #raven reyes x reader

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randominagines · 3 years

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Could you do a Raven reyes x wife reader where reader is a grounder and lexa's 2nd and best friend and Raven gets taken and reader is distraught and virtually goes insane with bloodlust, rage, fear, and heartbreak looking for Raven and the people that took her

Thanks for the request!

Pairing: Raven Reyes X Wife!Fem!reader

Warning: angst, blood, violence

P.s. if you find any mistake please correct me, English is not my mother tongue and I want to improve. Reblog, if you can, it helps a lot, thank you💕

P.p.s. gifs belong to the creators.

Revenge

Y/n knew that something was off since the beginning of that mission. She had been walking through those woods since she was a kid, and she knew the path, but something was just different that day. She looked at Lexa, her commander and best friend, and she immediately understood that y/n was worried. "What's wrong?" The Heda whispered at her ear, without letting Clarke hear her. Y/n shook her head, her hand on her sword. "Something is wrong, I think someone is following us." She explained. Lexa tensed up: she trusted y/n more than anyone else and she knew how perceptive she was. Y/n looked around and saw her wife: Raven was walking next to Clarke, small wrinkles on her forehead while she looked around. They were simply doing an inspection tour, to make sure that everything was okay. Raven turned her head and looked at y/n: a tiny smile curved her lips while she walked to her. "My love," she whispered while stopping in front of her. Her eyes scanned y/n. "Tell me what's wrong." She said. She didn't even need to ask, she knew y/n better than anyone else and she was aware when something was bothering her. Y/n bit her lower lip, she didn't want to worry her. "Nothing, baby. Just, be careful." She said and Raven raised an eyebrow but didn't ask more questions, she simply grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to kiss her. Raven's lips placed on hers and she immediately felt a bit better, her body relaxing and her hands caressing her wife's back. Y/n parted her lips to let her tongue in, but in the moment Lexa walked next to them. "Girls, find a room!" She joked and y/n smiled while Raven blushed a bit. "We should." She whispered and smirked at y/n.

Y/n shook her head but smiled, her hand squeezing her wife's hip. "Later, babygirl." She said and Raven nodded, desire in her eyes. Clarke laughed and shook her head. "Leave them alone, they're..." She couldn't finish her sentence, because someone hit her head with a rock. Clarke rolled her eyes and passed out, her body falling on the ground with a thud. "Clarke!" Lexa screamed while taking her sword. Three men suddenly appeared and attacked her. Y/n automatically pushed Raven behind her body while dodging a hit. She took her sword and started responding to the attack. Y/n was skilled and Lexa was too, but those men came prepared: they threw a small devices on the floor. Y/n had just one second to look at it before realising: it was a toxic gas dispenser. "We have to leave! Now!" She shouted, but it was too late. The men were already wearing anti gas masks while the red mist started to spread around. Lexa ran next to Clarke to try to wake her up but passed out in the process. Y/n looked at Raven. "Rin, I'll take them." She lied, she knew the gas was already in her system, making her feel dizzy and weak. Raven shook her head. "I'm not leaving you." She said and her eyes started getting watery.

Y/n took her in her arms and kneeled down with her. "No no no, baby, keep your eyes on me." She said, but she knew that she herself was going to give up. She felt her eyelids becoming so heavy. She looked at the men, who were towering on them. "Take the mechanic, we need her." One of them said and another walked toward Raven. Y/n shook her head while looking at her wife closing her eyes, a panic invading her whole body: they wanted her. She tried to stand up, her hand still squeezing the hilt of her sword. "Hands... Off her... Now" she tried to say, but the gas was slowly taking away her ability to think straight from her. The man chuckled under the mask. "This is a though one." He said and pushed her on the ground. Y/n fell and finally felt her strength abandoning her. She looked at Raven, peacefully sleeping while her hair drew figures on the ground. "Ai hod yu in." She said to her, she used to always tell I love you to her in her language; y/n felt a tear running down her neck while she closed her eyes, the last thing she saw were those man taking her wife away.

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Y/m opened her eyes with a snap, her body immediately sitting up while she looked around. Lexa and Clarke were sleeping next to eachother, no sign of Raven around and the sun was setting; that meant they had been unconscious for hours . She stood up, her legs feeling weaker than ever but her mind perfectly conscious. She grabbed Lexa's arms and shook her. "Lexa, wake up." She said, her voice shaking. Lexa stayed unconscious. She took a breath and tried to calm herself. "Lexa, beja..." She begged, it meant please.

Her best friend slowly opened her eyes and squeezed them. Y/n helped her sitting up while she checked Clarke's head: there was just a superficial cut. "They took Raven." Y/n immediately said while staring at Lexa; she widened her eyes and looked around. "What? Who were those men?" She asked while caressing Clarke's face. Y/n stood up and nervously walked around, she was searching for clues. "I have no idea, but we need to save her." She said, her voice filled with anger, she kept looking around. Lexa stood up and stopped next to her. "Y/n, stop for a second and calm down, we will find her, I promi..." She tried to help her friend was in total shock, but y/n interrupted her. "Don't make promises you don't know you can keep! She's gone!" She screamed while kneeling down, her hands covering her face while tears ran on her cheeks. "They took her! They took my wife!" She kept screaming while she sobbed, her body shaking and her clenched fists punching the ground. Lexa kneeled next to her her arms wrapping around her best friend to hug her, to try to confort her. Y/n let her hold her but stayed still, her body frozen and her eyes filled with tears.

Lexa looked at her. "Hey, we are going to save her. We're going back to the camp and study a plan to take her back. I'll never abandon my best friend's wife." She reassured her. Y/n was staring into the void, her hands still closed into fists. "What if they are hurting her?" She asked and squeezed her eyes, the thought of that chance making her heart skip a beat. Lexa cupped her face to make her look at her. "Then we're going to make them pay for it." She said and y/n nodded, her sadness and fear making room for determination and bloodlust. She stood up and looked around, she saw her sword on the ground and immediately took it. "Let's go kill them all." She said, her voice filled with anger and her revenge desire clearly showing. Leda stood up and looked at her, a hand on her shoulder. "Oso throu daun ogeda." She said. We fight together, y/n knew that it was true. She looked in front of her and saw footsteps among the fallen leaves, her head raising while she thought about her wife, about her joyful smile and her big brown eyes. She shook her head and whispered between her teeth. "I'm coming, baby."

PART 2

#the 100 imagine #raven reyes x y/n #raven reyes imagine #raven reyes x female reader #raven reyes x you #raven reyes x reader #raven reyes x wife reader

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bellarke-deserved-better · 4 years

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Stealing Fire: Bellamy Blake x Reader *SMUT*

Hi, this is my first fanfic I hope you enjoy.

Warnings: smut, light cursing, slight-ish bondage, dirty talk, loveeeeee awe, and multiple female orgams ofc bc Bellamy Blake is totally into that

Word Count: 8.4k

It was early, no later than six in the morning when you woke up to a light patter outside your tent, you knew exactly what it was. You got up and wrapped your fur blanket around yourself that was just brought back from a bunker the Ark found. You slipped your shoes on and peered outside your tent, and sure enough there he was, Bellamy Blake and all his glorious features. He saw your head pop out and smiled immediately, mmm that smile.

“Goodmorning, princess,” he whispered lightly, clearly not wanting anyone else to wake up and take your alone time away.

“Morning, what are you up to so early?” you asked, very curious as to what he’s been doing, he looks like he hasn’t slept.

“I found something, get dressed and come with me?” he questioned with a smirk, how could you say no to the most handsome man on the planet?

“Of course,” you smiled, “would you like to come in?”

He strutted into your tent and sat on the bed as you let the blanket fall off of yourself and onto the tarp on the ground, hoping the sight of you in just my bra and underwear would catch his eye; your wishes came true when Bellamy cleared his throat and you turned around to face him. He looked serious, like he was contemplating what to say next so as not to say the wrong thing. You loved what the two of you had, you trusted him with your entire life, as he did you. You would do anything for him, as he would for you. There is something between you two, that is a fact, you have just never had the balls to push it any further than lightly fooling around. You were tired of that, you wanted to be with him, in so many ways and you were tired of keeping it in. You were going to go with him and tell him what you wanted to, you have a strong feeling he wants the same thing.

“You okay?” you asked slightly biting your lip, knowing exactly what you were doing.

“You are beautiful,” he said quietly “don’t you know that?”

Your heart skipped a small beat in your chest, yeah you were definitely going to tell him how you felt; you wanted it to be special and just between you.

“Thank you, you are pretty breathtaking yourself,” you replied, “don’t you know that?” you mocked and placed a kiss on his lips while smiling.

You backed away from him and finished getting yourself dressed in black leggings, a long sleeve and an old black jacket you have had since the Ark. Yuck. You put your socks and boots on and followed Bellamy out of the tent.

“So, where are we off to today?” you questioned, still curious as to what he did all night.

“It’s a surprise, you’ll see,” he replied, clearly excited so you stopped questioning.

Bellamy walked to the right and slightly in front, you guys walked behind all of the tents to the part of the fence he and you had broken to sneak out. Sometimes everyone got way too intense and you just needed a walk. Skaikru are at peace with the grounders, it's been that way for about two months now. Kane took the seal and Skaikru became the thirteenth clan in Lexa’s coalition. It was nice not constantly having to fight for your lives, being able to actually live. You had Clarke and Bellamy to thank for that, if not for them grounders would have wiped out everyone. You squeezed through the gap in the gate and he led you West in the woods.

“How did you sleep?” he asked as you walked through the woods to the yet unknown location.

“Pretty good, would have been better if you were in bed with me, though,” you teased, grabbing his hand and smiling up at him.

“Well, princess, I didn’t know I was invited. I never would have passed that offer up,” he replied smiling back to you. Everything he does is so attractive: the way he walks, talks, smiles, even breathes. He is just so perfect.

“You’re always invited, Bell,” you said sincerely and he looked back to me, kind of like he was surprised. You wondered what he was thinking, so you asked, “What are you thinking about, huh?”

“I just don’t ever want my time with you to end,” he said back, boosting your confidence about later telling him how you feel.

“The feeling is mutual, you know?” you asked, rubbing your thumb against the inside of his hand. He just smiled and you drifted off to the right in the woods. As he guided you with your hands intertwined you soon came to a stop in front of an old piece of concrete sticking out from the ground. Bellamy bent over and dug under the dead leaves, probably which he put there, and grabbed a handle hidden underneath them. He pulled it open and shone the flashlight inside.

“You first,” he said smiling from near the ground.

You descended into the bunker and it was amazing. Larger than any of the others we have found. More rooms, actual rooms with beds and bathrooms --not functional of course after a hundred years-- it was amazing. Bellamy followed you down and closed the hatch above you guys.

“Come on, let's go back here,” he smirked and grabbed your hand, shining the flashlight in front of you. You walked back the hallway that had clearly been recently cleaned.

“When did you find this place, Bell?” you were so amazed with this place.

“Three days ago, I’ve been getting it ready to bring you here since then…” he stated trailing off. He was shy and you could tell, little did he know that just about everything he said was bringing you closer and closer to bringing you both together.

“This is amazing,” you whispered as you walked into the far left room in the back. There was a huge bed with huge blankets and pillows. You have never seen something that looks so comfortable in your whole life.

“I haven’t slept in three days and I know you were up for two before last night, what do you say?” he questioned, looking into your eyes and smirking, you just shook your head and bit your lip at the way he looked in the light of the candles he lit. You stripped your jacket, shirt, and leggings back off and crawled into the huge bed under the blankets. Bellamy removed his shirt and took off his shoes then climbed in right beside you. It felt so nice to actually feel safe, like there was more than just fighting to life. Peace was the greatest thing ever, peace and freedom is what we had, and you wanted it to be special while you have it.

"So, I've been thinking..." you said and looked up at him through your eyelashes, he knew he was in for some trouble the second you did that, he always knew.

"Well that's never good," he remarked and let out a laugh along with it.

"I want you, and I want you to do whatever you want to me, but I also want to be yours, Bell," you whispered in his left ear while pushing his hair away from it. He let out a sigh, and you could feel his heart rate speed with your right hand on his chest. Game over.

"I would be just fine, laying down right here, and obeying every single word that comes out of your mouth... You are so sexy, Bell. The way you want to save people, how adventurous you are, the way you love me..." you kept going, and the last part earned a deep throaty groan from him. You loved when he growled or moaned for you, it was such a turn on. He was so sexy already but when he did that you swore you could reach your high on the spot.

“I want you to be mine, so be mine,” he whispered back and you smiled at him.

“Done,” you said back and leaned in closer to him, but suddenly had a thought; what were we going to do with all the stuff in this bunker?

“Hey, not to ruin the moment, but are you going to let Arkadia know about this place?” you questioned, looking back at him.

“No… I was thinking maybe it could just be ours,” his voice lightly trailing off “let’s call it, stealing fire back, a place where we can have some peace and privacy,” he whispered, placing a kiss on the side of your head.

You let your hand linger across his chest and slowly started to kiss him, his whole mouth over yours, and the feeling of his lips is indescribable. While he was distracted with your mouth on his you slowly let my hand fall closer to his center; it didn't take long before your hand landed on his dick and he grabbed it, turned you around, and pinned you on the bed. Okay, game over for you too, you are seeing.

"No, no, no, princess, you said that you wanted me to do what I pleased to you. That's the deal. Now you lay there and be a good girl, I promise I'm going to take care of you" he said in the deepest, sexiest voice you have ever heard, and just like that, you were jello. Obeying everything he told you to do. The second he told you to do it. He wasted no time getting to work.

"I want you to take your underwear off baby," he quietly whispered in your ear while on top of you, and unhooked your bra from behind you, not letting it fall off quite yet. You began to slide your underwear off under him as he bit his lip. When your pants were down and all that was left was your bra and underwear he pushed you onto your back gently by your neck, that was hot.

Looking at the ceiling you felt Bellamy’s lips against your upper chest, he left small wet marks everywhere his lips departed. Everything he does to you gets you closer and closer to the edge, he is like your kryptonite or something. He continued to kiss down your stomach as he reached up to finally pull your bra from your chest. The second the cold air from the bunker hit your nipples they went hard, Bellamy liked that. He began to suck on your left one while taking the right one in between his thumb and pointer finger. The small calluses on his thumb made the friction a whole different kind of good. This earned a moan to escape your throat and he groaned in response, looking up into your eyes like he was hungry. After a few minutes, he continued the path down your stomach and to the hem of your underwear. He stopped and looked up at you another time, his thick eyelashes and hooded lids making him look even sexier. He lightly bit just above where your underwear met your skin and it sent chills through your entire body.

“Bell, please,” you begged as you waited patiently for him to do anything at all.

He moved to kiss the inside of your right thigh and you felt a smile form on his lips which caused a smile to form on yours, you loved when he did that. Knowing that he didn’t think you knew made you love it so much more, he just loves you that much. His left hand ran up your stomach to play with your breast as he continued to kiss the inside of each of your thighs. Slowly with his teeth he moved your underwear down your legs and looked all the way up your body when he got to the bottom of your feet. You watched him slowly creep back up between your legs and straight to your mouth where he captured you in a sensual kiss, like he was putting everything he had into it. You opened your mouth and allowed his tongue to slip in and play around with yours. The feeling of your taste buds rubbing together made you groan a little bit. Bellamy always told you he loved the way your tongue felt on his, the sloppiness when you kissed, the way your tongues wrap around each other, it was almost his favorite part. He continued to kiss you and captured your bottom lip between his teeth and pulled. God he always knew exactly what to do to you. He started back down your stomach to the top of your waistline, looked you in the eyes one last time, and attached his mouth straight onto your clit.

“Ohhhh,” you let out a throaty groan at his sudden advances, he smiled of course. Then continued his menacies. He let out his tongue and wrapped it around your clit, you thought you would break right there and your legs began to shake already.

“You taste spectacular,” he whispered and rubbed your clit harshly as he removed his mouth to talk to you.

“Come on, princess, tell me how you’re feeling,” he longed to hear the sound of your voice telling him how good he was making you feel.

“Bell, I love the way you touch me. You’re… making me feel so good,” you let out and he sighed as he watched himself rub your clit. You both liked this a lot, and you felt as though you were addicted to him at that moment when you looked down and saw him watching you.

“That’s all I want, to make YOU feel good. All the time, I just want you to be okay,” he stammered, looking you straight in the eyes while never letting the rhythm of his fingers against you go. FUCK, what he was doing felt so good, and you weren’t going to last much longer.

“Bell- I’m…” you began to tell him when all of a sudden your high took you by surprise and crashed into you; your legs started to shake and your eyes closed in bliss.

“Oh, princess, that’s it,” Bellamy said as he applied more pressure to push you through your orgasm. “Come on baby, let go, just give it to me, I promise I’ve got you,” he whispered quietly in your ear and drug out the shakes and jolts from your body.

As you came down everything went blurry, the walls, the ceiling, everything. For a moment, you couldn’t remember where you were, then you saw Bellamy and remembered this was real.

“I’m not done with you yet, not even close,” he said as his hair fell back in front of his face and he made his way up your body with sloppy, wet kisses. When he finally reached your neck you let out a light moan at the feelings of his lips near you again, you wanted every piece and part of him, there were so many things you couldn’t even put names to that you wanted to do to him, to tell him. It felt like your insides were pulling apart with everything building in your mind as he kissed you.

“Stop that,” you heard escaping his mouth as you felt his fingers join the bottom half of your body again, “Stop thinking.”

“Mmhmm,” you moaned and bit your lip while looking into Bellamy’s eyes.

“That’s better,” wow, okay you have never been so wet in your life after that, you may have ascended to a different world. Bellamy continued to rub light, sweet circles around your clit while his mouth went to work on your neck, leaving small purple marks after every ‘pop’ when he released his lips. Just the feeling of him being so close to you was erotic, but him touching you like this? You weren’t going to last much longer.

“Bell, if you don’t stop soon I’m going to cum again,” you let out breathy words as he continues his actions.

“Well good, that is exactly what I want,” he said against your neck and again, felt like you were going to lose it.

“You don’t want to wait until you’re inside me?” you asked and he stopped dead in his tracks, looking straight into your eyes again and he spoke lightly.

“Who said I wasn’t planning on making you cum more than twice?” he asked very seriously, “I was aiming more for six or seven, but we’ll see,” he finished and your heart dropped to your stomach. No way he just said that, okay woah dizziness. He was so serious, he was going to do so many things to you, you were only one orgasm in; if he really plans for six minimum, you guys have a long night ahead of you.

“Do your worst,” you said turning my lip up into a soft, toothless smile.

That was all he needed to move his entire body between your legs. He laid on his stomach and wrapped his muscular arms around your thighs and rested his hands on your lower stomach to hold you in place. You looked him straight in the eyes and watched as he smiled and attached himself to your core.

“Yes, ohhh,” you moaned quietly as Bellamy lightly swiped his tongue over your clit and looked up into your eyes. He closed his mouth over your lips and continued to lick you softly.

“Bell, you make me feel so good,” you said, knowing he liked when you talked to him.

Soft moans continued to escape your lips as he ate you, missing no part of you and making your mind go hazy. He looked back up at you to see you starting to close your eyes.

“Uh-uhh,” he moaned against you, sending a shock wave though your whole body and eliciting a loud gasp from you. “Open your eyes for me princess,” Bellmay continued as he took his mouth away from you and replaced it with his fingers again.

He loved seeing you such a mess for him, being so vocal, not afraid of anyone interrupting you, ever. It may have been the intimacy of the place you were both in that made this so amazing. It was just the two of you, completely alone in a hole in the ground covered by leaves that no one else knew about. It was perfect. Bellamy was perfect. Everything about this morning is perfect.

“I’m so hard for you, baby,” he began talking to you again now that his mouth wasn’t busy. “You are the only person that has ever made me feel like this,” he said, letting out a light moan with it and earning one from you.

He continued to rub back and forth on your clit with his thumb as he entered his middle finger into you. God, you haven’t felt like this since you were on the Ark, and even then, it never felt this good.

“Mmmm, Bell, you’re so good to me. The way you watch me, the way you touch me. You’re going to make me cum,” you whispered in his ear as he was kissing your neck, he moaned and sent vibrations through your upper body. Everything he did felt so good, it was crazy.

“You can let go for me, whenever you’re ready,” he whispered, “just let go baby, just let go,” he said as his voice got quieter with each word.

As the last word slipped from his lips you slipped over the edge.

“Bellamy, keep talking please,” you begged.

“Hmmm,” he hummed, “ you like when I talk to you, huh? It’s going to feel so good, I promise if you let it go you’ll feel so good,” he whispered in your ear and nibbled at the top of it.

He continued to talk to you as your second orgasm hit you hard, your whole body went stiff and you gasped for air while Bellamy talked you through it.

“Oh yeah baby, just cum all over my fingers,” he pushed as he rubbed your clit harder, and you lost everything. The only words leaving your mouth was Bellamy’s name and your head fell back against the pillows while his mouth captured yours in a sweet kiss. He rubbed you through your orgasm but took his fingers out of you. You slowly came down and he took his fingers away from you, looking you in the eye, and putting them in his mouth to taste you. You were ready for him to make you cum again in that very moment. Like you said, everything he does.

“Fuck, Bell, everything you do is so sexy,” you huffed, still out of breath from what has just occurred.

“You are just the same, my love,” he growled and continued to kiss you.

He was slow and careful right now, his whole body pressed on top of you but it just felt safe. He positioned himself so his thigh was between your legs.

“Two out of six, what do you say we make it three?” he questioned from above you, the roughness in his voice causing more wetness to fall out of you and onto his bare thigh. All you could get out was a groan and an mmm.

“Good, princess, we'll make this an interesting one,” he just couldn’t shut up, you loved it. “You, are going to cum alllll over my thigh,” he whispered while kissing your neck, making you even wetter, “I’m going to help you, but I want to talk to you and watch you while you lose yourself,” he finished and came up to look you in the eye, moving his leg closer to you and applying more pressure right to your center.

You sank yourself down enough that even the slightest movement was begging for a moan to escape you.

“Yeah, there you go,” Bellamy began, “get yourself started baby,” he whispered while you moved your hips left and right, just feeling him against you.

“Mmm,” you let out as he sucked your right nipple into his mouth and hummed at your moan, again sending waves through your whole body; it mostly went straight to your core. He slowly withdrew from your nipple while slightly scraping his teeth against it.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he said softly against the skin of your upper chest, “lost in yourself… safe… feeling good…” he continued, placing kisses on you between every word.

Every move he made pushed you closer and closer to the edge. Every word he said made you drip onto his leg even more, you were sliding back and forth on him with ease now. The way he kept talking to you as you got yourself off and he looked into your eyes kept pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

“Oh, Bellamy,” you sighed, “this is the best feeling, please don’t let me go,” nothing coming out of your mouth was thought of first, it just fell out.

“I’m not going anywhere princess, ever,” he grunted and it pushed you over the edge suddenly.

This orgasm was different from the last one, this one was more of a heightened shake. You felt like clouds were floating through your body as it shook on his thigh, applying more pressure and drawing your orgasm out even longer.

“Just like that, beautiful,” Bellamy said as you started to shake on him, “yeah just cum for me, I’m right here,” he finished as you did too. You immediately gasped to catch your breath and he kissed your lips once.

“This is the best day of my life,” he let out with a chuckle and you returned one “you’re so beautiful like that, I could live between your legs,” he said and smiled from atop you.

Suddenly you saw his face turn, and you stared at him in confusion.

“I want to try something,” he said quietly from above you, then looked to you for approval as you shook your head yes.

You would try anything with Bellamy, anytime he wanted. As he placed a kiss on your sternum he slowly bent over the bed to where his pants were lying on the ground and unlaced his belt from the hoops; you had a strong feeling you knew where this was going. He brought himself back up onto the bed and looked into your eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or fear. There were none, you trusted him more than anyone in the world. You knew he would always take care of you no matter what. He began lacing the belt through itself, leaving two small holes, just large enough for your wrists, and put it through the buckle.

“Do you trust me?” he asked, scared he is taking it too far too soon.

“With my life,” you replied, knowing nothing was too far.

You held your wrists out in front of you for him to put the belt around, he did so and turned you over on your stomach so that your hands were underneath you; this was going to get interesting.

“Mmmm,” you heard Bellamy growl behind you, almost animalistically, “you look so good from back here baby,” he huffed behind you, soaking you even more. “Your sweet, little, pink pussy; it’s so ready for me my love,” he continued to egg you on with his voice as you felt the pad of his pointer finger press against your soaking wet center.

Your hands were trapped underneath you, it was impossible to move. All you could do was sit there and take everything Bellamy gave you, and moan.

“How does this feel,” he fired off, “does it make you dizzy, princess? Cause it makes me dizzy,” he leaned over and whispered in your ear from behind as he rubbed your pussy, slowly.

“It feels really good, mmm, I want you to fuck me,” you said, ready for him to be inside you.

“I promise, once I do, I will make it worth your while. For now, though, relax and let me take care of you,” he said and every muscle went limp as he rubbed against you and breathed into your ear.

Your body was on fire, everything he did to you felt so good and your legs were shaking from your previous THREE orgasms. Three. It’s like, seven? in the morning. That’s awesome. You could live the rest of your life like this. Too bad reality was real. The way Bellamy was touching you was incredible, he hasn’t thought about himself once this entire time. He was just pleasing you, and he was so okay with it.

“Fuck, Bell-” you started to say, but he cut you off.

“Oh, someone has a dirty mouth. I don’t want to hear you curse anymore,” he said in a darker sexier tone as he applied more pressure to your clit and rubbed you faster, “my baby always has a clean mouth, that’s not like you, okay?” he questioned in a sultry voice.

“I’m sorry, it was an accident. I promise I won’t do it again,” you replied, cursing wasn’t something normal for you. Bizarre given the group you were sent to the ground with and the man you were in bed with.

“Don’t apologize, it’s okay,” he cooed from behind you and continued to rub your clit.

You wished you could touch him. Slide your fingers down his back and leave red marks in their trail. Grip his curly dark hair. Kiss his beautiful lips and look into his eyes. It was killing you, but this was thrilling. So you let it continue.

“You’re close, aren’t you,” he questioned, “I can feel you starting to clench… all the way from your clit,” he moaned the last part and pushed harder against you; pushing you closer to the edge.

“Yes, I’m so close Bell,” you whispered back to him and rode his fingers.

“Oh yeah, move yourself baby, make yourself feel good,” he said as he kissed your spine and moved his fingers quickly against your clit.

Speaking was his specialty, you had to admit. He was very good at it and the sound of his voice was intoxicating.

“I want you to cum for me, my love,” he whispered and that was it for you.

You felt your eyes roll to the back of your head as your hands gripped for anything, there was nothing in reach. Your toes began to tingle and your body locked up. You felt every bone in your body just freeze and it was amazing, you felt light and there was nothing wrong in that moment.

“Good girl, just cum all over my fingers,” he whispered and kissed the dimples in my lower back softly as my orgasm continued to rip through me.

When you finally came out of the state of bliss you were in, Bellamy immediately turned you over to look straight up into his eyes. This was so hot, he was so hot.

“There’s four,” he whispered, leaning down to place a wet kiss to your lips, “let’s finish strong, what do you say?” he asked while smirking.

You have never felt as safe as you do now in your entire life. Bellamy is probably the love of your life and you get to be with him all alone; the two of you hadn’t ever had proper alone time while on the ground. Which made this experience exhilarating. It was early in the morning, you guys were in a real bed; with real blankets and real pillows, and he was making you feel things you had never felt before. You never wanted this moment to end, being with him was your favorite thing; that is the conclusion you have come to after this morning.

“Yes, please,” you whimpered lightly, “I need you inside me, please,” you breathed out as he flipped the two of you around so you were on top of him and his back was now on the bed.

You looked down at him and just stared; you couldn’t take your eyes away, he was by far the most handsome man you had ever laid eyes on. Could be why this was so amazing: you loved each other, he was good to you, and he was sexy as hell.

“You will get me, baby,” he huffed and leaned up to take your neck in his mouth and suck light marks onto you.

He slid his boxers down his legs and his dick flung from them. He was very decently sized, not too long, but definitely long enough, a little wider than what you were used to though. He reached between your bodies and grabbed himself, but you stopped him. He looked between you then back into your eyes.

“Let me,” you whispered and he threw his head back with a groan.

You replaced your hand with his between your bodies and grabbed his dick. He inhaled sharply and you placed a kiss to his wide chest. You began to move your hand over the tip to spread the precum around and make it more slippery. Bellamy brought his head back up to look at you when you did something neither of you were really expecting. You took your spare hand, ran it through your wet folds, then replaced it on his dick to make it even more wet. He really liked that, and of course he told you.

“Oh, that was so fucking hot,” he said in a deep gravely voice, “you’re making me feel so good already, I promise when you’re done I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and you’re screaming my name,” he finished and you moaned against his chest before you released where you were sucking and there was a large purple mark.

The actions of you rubbing your wetness on him and leaving a mark on his chest caused him to throw his head back against the pillows again. You slowly let yourself kiss further down his body, stopping just at his v-line and sliding your hand back up him to brush your fingers across his slightly parted lips. He looked down and you stared straight into his eyes, knowing he was excited.

“Mmmmm, are you gonna suck my dick,” he moaned lightly, hands interlacing with your hair as you grinned up at him, “yeah you look so pretty down there baby,” he said as you let some spit fall from your lips onto the tip of his dick.

You rubbed it around him to get him ready for your mouth. Slowly you moved toward him and placed your lips on the tip, giving it a light kiss and earning a moan from his beautiful lips. Not wanting to wait any longer, you took him into your mouth all the way, his hands tightening in your hair, not enough to hurt though. The only sound in the room was Bellamy’s light moaning and the swishes from your mouth. You started to move yourself a little faster when he bucked himself up into your mouth. Wrapping a hand around his shaft where your mouth couldn’t cover, you began moving it in rhythm with your mouth.

“Oh my god,” escaped from Bellamy’s lips, “that felt so fucking good princess. Keep doing that,” he grunted and his lips fell into an ‘o’ shape.

You continued to move your hand with your mouth while his eyes were locked on yours. Feeling as though it was a good idea, you moved your tongue around his dick and he immediately pulled himself out of your mouth.

“Holy shit, you can’t do that if you want me to last through two more for you, princess,” he smirked and grabbed you from between his legs.

He drug you back up to meet his mouth and tasted your mixed arousal on your tongue. He let out a light “mmm” when he realized what it was. He grabbed your wrists and flipped you back over to your position from earlier, your stomach in the mattress.

“I can’t wait any longer to fuck you,” he sighed, “we have both waited long enough,” he moaned and you felt the tip of his dick rub against your entrance.

He rubbed up and down a few times before lightly sliding himself inside you, but not further than the tip. You moved your hips from side to side to get used to him a little more.

“Get yourself comfortable, princess, I will take care of the rest,” he whispered behind you in your ear.

Slowly as you stopped grinding with him angled just slightly inside you, he pushed in you more. You felt yourself expand around him and take everything in, letting out a light moan. He was slow and steady with his movements, being very careful what he was doing. He didn’t want to push himself too far yet, but he wanted to get two more out of you before he could finally let go. He loved seeing you break for him, write under his touch, shiver at the sound of his voice. You loved the way he made you feel as well, it was like a drug and you couldn’t get enough of it.

He began to speed up his movements. When he did he lightly scraped against something inside you that sent a shiver down your spine, he noticed you move and ran his hand up your back.

“Did I get something, baby?” he asked, “Come on, you know I love when you talk to me, tell me how you’re doing,” he finished and placed a kiss on your shoulder.

“Almost, a little more to the right,” you moaned and he immediately shifted his hips to the right from behind you. “Oh, yes Bell, it feels so good,” you whined again.

Bellamy sat himself up behind you so he could see what was happening below the two of you. You heard him grunt loudly and felt him speed up, wondering what was making him go faster.

“I wish you could see this, princess,” he said from above you and you clung to every word that fell from his lips, “my dick sliding in and out of you,” he grunted, “your pussy just swallowing it, your thighs clenching together,” he moaned and grabbed your ass that was in front of him.

His words were pushing you closer to the edge, along with the fact that every thrust he was slamming into your g-spot. Over, and over, and over again. He felt so sweet and warm inside you, there was no pain ever with him; it just felt as though this was the way it was supposed to be.

“Are you close?” he grunted again, keeping his pace steady as he drove into me and his grip tightened on my ass.

“Yes, I’m almost there,” you whispered back to him and moaned loudly.

You felt him lean back over you and slide his hand between you and the bed. He found your clit easily and started to rub it in light, soft circles. You took in a deep breath when the feeling inside of you intensified to outside of your body as well. You were so close and everything Bellamy did pushed you even closer. He rubbed your clit faster and with his other hand moved your hair to the side and attached his lips to your neck right behind your ear. He kissed it lightly and then slid his teeth over your ear.

“Come on baby, let go for me again,” he whispered, “cum all over my dick,” the last words he said were barely audible but how close he was to you drove you over the edge.

You suddenly felt his cock get bigger inside you then realized it was you clenching as he groaned loudly. Your hands reached behind you to try to grab at him anywhere you could. Your right one found his arm that was wrapped under you and you grabbed tightly. Your legs started to shake and the whole world crashed down.

“Who’s making you feel good, princess?” Bellamy sighed as he rubbed your clit while you came.

“Y-you are, Bell. I’m… cumming so hard,” you gasped out, barely able to breathe.

“Look at you, baby, you’re a mess,” he lightly chuckled and it drove you even more mad.

At this point there were no words that were even comprehensible. Your orgasm ripped through you for a good forty five seconds as Bellamy rubbed your clit and fucked you without missing a single beat. Slowly you started to come down from your high and he slowed his pace and removed his fingers from your clit.

“Mmmmm,” he groaned and softly pulled himself from your dripping pussy.

You couldn’t see him but after a few seconds you felt his tongue slide through your folds and take in every last bit of wetness you let out.

“You are so sweet,” he whispered as he took himself away from you and you turned yourself over.

You smiled up at him, knowing it wasn’t over yet. He promised six, we were only at five. And he still hasn't finished yet. This man was amazing. It has been at least an hour since you two arrived at the bunked, you have had five orgasms by his hand and he hasn’t lost himself yet. You were so in love with him, and looking into his eyes right now before he put himself into you, you knew you would tell him. But not right now, you were both too close to the end to distract him.

He smirked down at you, so excited to be able to see your face while he fucks you. This would be the good one, where you faced each other through your highs, he was excited to watch your face as you came with his dick inside you. He kissed your lips once then repeated his actions from earlier --not that he needed to because you were still soaked, simply because it felt good and he wanted to see your face as he did it-- and rubbed his tip lightly against your entrance, then lightly tapping it while parting his lips above you.

“Are you ready for one more, my love?” he asked, all you did was bit your lip and nod and he slid himself inside you slowly.

You sighed quietly as he stretched you open in a different way than he did earlier. This way was more intense, when he entered you it ran through your legs. He stretched your walls wider this time and when he was all the way in his pubic bone ran against your clit, causing you to moan loudly.

“Does that feel good princess,” he began to question in a quiet voice, looking you in the eyes, “when I rub myself against your swollen little clit like that?” he finished and took your right nipple between his thumb and pointer finger.

You closed your eyes, not able to keep them from rolling back in your head at the way he was stimulating you all over.

“Oh no, we’ve been over this,” he said grabbing the side of your head lightly, “you open your eyes baby,” he rubbed his thumb against your hand and ear and you opened your eyes. “That’s so good,” he whispered and started to move his hips faster as he rubbed against your clit faster as well.

“It feels amazing, Bellamy,” you moaned and bit your lip.

“Talk to me some more,” he whispered, looking down between the two of you to watch himself fucking you. “Tell me something,” he lifted his eyes for a half second to smile at you then look back down to where your bodies were connected.

“I see what you mean now,” you whispered lightly, “the way you look sliding in and out of me over and over,” he grunted and you moaned in return, “we look so good together like this, Bell,” you finished and he threw his head back.

He was spinning. Nothing was straight and the only thing he was thinking about was you and him inside you. He closed his eyes while looking between you, not ready to finish yet and scared the sight would push him over the edge.

“Open your eyes, Bell,” you whispered and rubbed his face, as he did to yours just a few moments ago.

His eyes shot open and looked straight to yours. The sight he saw was unholy. Your bottom lip between your teeth, head slightly tilted, hair a mess, your left hand on your left nipple, rubbing it between your fingertips. He growled and picked up his pace.

“You’re so pretty-taking my dick like this,” he said on his knees with his hands on yours bent in the air. “Are you gonna cum for me again baby?” he asked, moving his right hand to rub his fingers against your clit.

“Yes, keep doing that,” you sighed, “it’s going to make me cum, Bell,” you let out with a light wimper, you didn’t have much more than that in you at this point.

He rubbed you faster, moving his hips to the right just slightly, remembering that was what got you earlier. He was right to do that, his tip was at the start of your g-spot and you moaned loudly. Your toes curled and threw your arms above your head. The way he was rubbing you while you saw stars because of how deep his dick was inside you; it was the sexiest thought ever and made you let out a whimper as you drug your arm down your whole body to hold onto Bellamy’s wrist as he stroked your clit.

“Right there, just a little deeper,” you moaned to him, looking in his eyes.

“Oh, good girl,” he moaned, going even deeper inside of you and grabbing your right nipple between his same two fingers, “tell me what you like,” he finished and went even deeper.

He continued to move his fingers and thrusted a few more times before you felt your sixth orgasm begin. You felt yourself clench around him again and he groaned, sounding very primal, at the feeling of it.

“Here we go baby,” he said as he rubbed you just a little lighter, “you’re almost there,” he whispered. “Come on, I want you to scream my name,” he sounded so sexy when he said that. Deep and sweet, but very serious.

Your legs shook, you moaned louder than you ever had before and it ripped through the whole room. Bellmy’s fingers on your body was the only thing you could feel. You let go completely and gave yourself to him, you held nothing back.

“Oh my God, BELLAMY,” you screamed as he sped up on your clit and your orgasm intensified, “please, keep going just like that baby,” you let out and you couldn’t stop your eyes from rolling back in your head.

Everything went white, your whole body shook and the only thing you could feel was Bellamy. You clenched tightly around him as he grunted from above you and his head fell back. Your entire body was electrified, on fire, your sixth orgasm was the most mind numbing. You weren’t able to comprehend anything other than Bellamy, moaning, and breathing. Your hands shot up to his chest and you drug your nails down his abdomen, there was nothing else that you could get to come out of your mouth. You just rode it out. He kept talking to you through your orgasm and as you came down, he slowed his pace again. It was your turn to help him.

“How close are you, Bell?” you questioned from below him.

“Very,” he smiled down at you and you bit your lip.

His face looked very confused as you grabbed his shoulders and flipped him over again.

“Let me finish you, Bellamy,” you said moving your face back between his legs, “seems only fair,” you smirked from beneath him and he moaned at the sigh of you.

You wrapped your mouth around his dick and your hand around his shaft again. You peered up at him through your lashes to see his head fall back against the pillow. His right hand rushed to run through your hair and rub at your scalp. You began moving your head up and down on him and sucking through your cheeks, his head shot up at that and his eyes squinted.

“Oh yeah, keep doing that,” he whispered as you hallowed your cheeks again.

Your left hand ran up his body to slip your thumb in his open mouth. This just about caused him to drool. He couldn’t believe you just did that, it pushed him closer to the edge and he bucked in your mouth. You knew he was close, but you had a different idea about how you wanted him to finish. You took your mouth off of him and kept your hand going at the same speed it was before. He looked at you with confusion but his face was filled with pleasure. You moved yourself to sit beside him as you jerked him off. He moaned against your mouth as you kissed his lips softly and sped up your movements.

“I’m going to make you feel good now, Bell,” you whispered in his ear and he grunted at the sound of your voice. “It’s okay, you can let go whenever you’re ready,” you said, lips still pressed against his right ear.

“I’m so close,” he said back to you, “you’re going to make me cum so soon,” he looked into your eyes and then at your lips.

You placed your lips on his and he shut his eyes tightly while the tingle in his spine started to shoot through his whole body. His hip jutted up into your hand and you knew how close he was, it was time to execute the mind shattering plan.

He breathed out against your lips as it started to get closer and you pulled back just enough to look in his eyes as he came and you whispered to him.

“I love you, Bellamy,” you said.

He looked straight into your eyes and you felt his cum spill out all over your hand and his abdomen.

“Oh, keep going baby,” he moaned, “I love you, keep going,” he said again quietly and you jerked him through his orgasm.

It was absolutely mind blowing. He had never felt anything like it in his life, after building himself up all night he finally released. Chills went down his spine and then he heard you tell him you loved him and his mind couldn’t keep up with reality. He felt like he was high, you made him feel that way. He moaned through his orgasm and sunk his head into your neck. Slowly, you stopped moving your hand against him.

“Mmm, Bell, you made such a mess,” you whispered, attaching your lips to the cum he leaked on your hand and his head fell back again. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you cleaned up,” you smirked and started moving towards his abdomen.

He watched as you licked his stomach clean and looked into his eyes. Your lips rose above your teeth while you smiled and licked him of everything he released.

You finished cleaning him up and brought yourself off of him and up to lay on his stomach and face him.

“Well hello,” he smiled at you and moved your hair away from your eyes.

“Hi,” you said back and rested your head on his chest while one hand ran up and down his arm and the other laid under your head.

“I love you,” he whispered again and you snapped your head to look at him.

“And I love you,” you replied and pushed yourself up to kiss him on his lips. “What now?” you questioned.

“Now, we sleep,” he said and moved you to his right side to lay with him.

You turned over and faced him as he pulled the blankets over the two of you and slung his arm across your waist. He settled it there and laid his head on the pillow beside you before leaning over to give you one more kiss before you shut your eyes.

You had everything you wanted, the man of your dreams, a place to call your own with him, and peace; falling asleep you knew you were doing so safe and loved. For now, you were going to enjoy it.

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wonderswritings · 2 years

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Space Lover 4/?

Summary: Lexa heard about the people from the sky, the people who murdered her own without care. Blood must have blood. It’s everything she’s ever been taught. But maybe the girl with the bright eyes can change her thoughts and bring their people together.

Warnings: Angst, Blood, Unrequited Love, Slow Burn-ish, Nsfw-ish

Pairings: Lexa x Fem!Reader

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You and Raven walked side by side, your hands tightly grasped in the others, following behind the carriage that was pulling Finn’s body, neither one of you saying anything. Occasionally you’d glance at Clarke, seeing her walking next to Bellamy, Bellamy sometimes turning and looking back at you, offering you a small, tight smile. When night came you’d all stopped to make camp, you and Raven choosing to share a tent together. Clarke, as stubborn as she is, had decided that she wasn’t going to sleep with the rest of you, instead choosing to sleep in the middle, stating that there were no more sides. Raven was tossing and turning, while you were unable to fall asleep. So after looking at the top of the tent and listening to Raven, you decided enough was enough, and carefully climbed out of the tent, grabbing your gun. You were careful as you snuck around the camp, making your way to the woods and finding a small clearing, sitting down. You tensed when you heard a twig snap, reaching for your gun and clicking the safety off.

“Hey.”

You sighed softly, your shoulders dropping as you flicked the safety back on, placing the gun back down beside you while Bellamy sat down beside you.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“No. You?”

“Not really.”

Bellamy glanced over at you, softly muttering your name, causing you to look over at him, slightly making a face. He wrapped his arm around you, pulling you into his side, your head landing on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry about Finn.”

You sighed softly, nodding.

“Me too.”

You and Bellamy sat there for some time, you both sneaking back into camp before anyone knew you weren’t where you were supposed to be. After packing everything up, you all started towards Tondc.

“Weapons.”

“We need to disarm before we enter.”

Gustus, the Commander’s right hand man, had collected everyone’s weapons, finally coming to a stop in front of you and Raven, glaring at you and Raven. He took your gun from you, tossing it into the bin with the others before he searched you, each knife and dagger he found causing him to smirk as he tossed them into the bin. Once he was satisfied you were weapon free he searched Raven, doing the same with her as he did you.

“Heda, em klir.” (commander, all clear)

She nodded as she turned, walking into Tondc, you all slowly following after her, the group of people in Tondc screaming as you all walked past them.

“Jus drein jus daun! Wamplie gon skaikru!” (blood must have blood. death to the sky people)

You all stopped when a man stepped toward, glaring.

“Skaikru don jak ething op kom ai, ai houmon, ai yangon-” (sky people took everything from me, my wife, my child) “Step of.” (step aise)

“Ripe nou ge teik in hir!” (murderers are not welcome here)

The Commander nodded, causing Gustus to step forward, punching the man in the face, causing him to fall to the ground. Gustus climbed on top of him, punching him repeatedly.

“Commander-”

Clarke stepped forward, the Commander’s guards blocking her from moving closer.

“Stop him, please. They’ll blame us for this too.”

“Teik em kik raun.” (let him live)

Gustus stopped, dropping the man to the ground as he stood, moving back towards the Commander as someone grabbed the man lying on the ground, lifting him and taking him somewhere out of the way. The Commander stepped forward, yelling.

“The sky people march with us now! Anyone who tries to stop that will pay with their life.”

She turned, walking further into Tondc, her guards following her as Bellamy huffed.

“Warm welcome.”

You watched them build the pyre, standing off to the side. Once they were done building the pyre, everyone had come outside, the grounders making a point to stand away from your people as the Commander and those closest to her walked out from where the building they’d been staying in, walking up the podium, the Commander stepping forward.

“Kru kom Tondc, raun faya, oso woda klin laudnes-de foutaim.”

“People of Tondc, in fire, we cleanse the pain of the past.”

Indra stepped forward, handing the Commander the torch, watching as she stepped forward, lowering the torch when she stopped, looking over at you all.

“Clarke.”

She held the torch out, nodding. Everyone started to murmur as Clarke walked towards her, stepping up the podium and taking the torch from her. She hesitated before she lowered the torch, the fire spreading as she stepped back. You watched the flames grow bigger, glancing at your side when someone grabbed your hand, their grip on your hand tightening to the point of it almost hurting, seeing Raven standing next to you. You reached over with your free hand placing it over hers, looking back at the pyre.

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thespiritoflife · 3 years

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White Death

Pairing: Lexa x Fem!reader

Warnings: grammatical errors, war?

A/N note: Let me know your opinion abt this story please! And also, do you want another part? Let me know please!!

Translations:

Em laik bounkola wamplei. - She's white death.

MINISERIES

Em laik bounkola wamplei.

They said. Few people saw her, almost no one ever saw her. She appeared unexpectedly, on the least expected occasions. They had not seen her for ten years, and then she appeared. They didn't see her for another 5 years and then she appeared again.

She still looked the same. Young. As if she didn't age. Messy hair braided in complicated hairstyle and white pearls, she was in silver armor with a cream coat. And that face. Only her eyes shone in her face. She had them painted in shining white. She wore a silver sword in her silver belt, which she could fight very well.

People didn't like to whisper her name. They were afraid they would call her. She was very strong. Everywhere she went, there was death. People were afraid of her.

But it was not fair. She has always fought on the side of justice. On the good side. She came when they really couldn't fight anymore. She didn't talk to anyone, no one ever heard her say anything. That's when white turned red. Her white clothes were always covered in blood.

Who's this? Where is she from? People asked. She always came alone. In the clothes of no nation. And no one has defeated her yet.

"It's Y / N," Lexa said without hesitation. The advisers looked scared.

"You shouldn't pronounce that name, Commander," Titus told her.

Lexa rolled her eyes. "I don't believe it. I don't believe these myths. Where is she? I want to see her with my own eyes and fight her."

"It's not a myth. It's a legend," Titus said, looking wary.

"Then let her come, if she exists," Lexa closed the subject and said goodbye to the others.

It was getting on her nerves already. Everyone whispered only about her. So where is she? She didn't believe it. She didn't feel like talking about it. She won't come anyway.

●●●●

It was such an exhausting fight. Blood ran down Lexa's face, she's not knowing if it was hers or someone else's. She didn't have time to find out.

They didn't win. They started to lose. And she wasn't happy with that. If they lose, the world will be ruled by a very bad side. The time of eternal darkness will come.

She must not think that way!

She pulled her sword from her body when something suddenly blinded her. She swore she heard fanfare. And suddenly silence. There was silence throughout the battle.

She opened her eyes. She saw a white light that gradually turned into a white horse. And a young woman.

"It's her. White death," someone whispered beside her.

She didn't even turn behind her voice. She watched in astonishment as the young woman, covered in a cloak, fought.

Lexa didn't see anyone fight like that. The daredevils ran to her, probably mainly to brag about killing a White Death.

And that was a mistake.

The White Death, whoever it was, killed them in a second. Lexa watched as thousands of people fell to her beautiful legs. And with a smile on their lips.

Who's this? I want to see her face.

Lexa approached her without hesitation. The White Death didn't even register her. The white color gradually changed to red.

When she killed the last of the last in a few seconds, she looked up.

And Lexa sighed in astonishment.

She had never seen such beauty. She swore she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Y / N looked at her and then said. "I'm a White Death and I'll only come when they need me, Lexa kom trikru." She was heading for her horse.

And it was said that she never spoke.

Lexa ran to her. She couldn't let her leave.

"Stay, please. I want to thank you,"

Y / N stopped for a moment. She narrowed her eyes. "And that by you don't believe I exist? By not believing that no one can defeat me? So I am inviting you to a duel in the sun tomorrow so that you have the honor of fighting me yourself. Come only if you want." And with that, she quickly mounted the horse and galloped off.

Lexa watched in shock as the white light disappeared.

What just happened? Was she challenged to a White Death duel?

She certainly won't survive.

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hyperion-moonbabe-art3mis · 4 years

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Virago 22. Inside Man

Summary: Y/N was sent to the ground after spending five years in the Skybox for stealing medical supplies and murder. How will she deal with her new environment and learn to survive on earth? Will she crack under the pressure of becoming a leader of the 100 or will she embrace it.

Post Date: 12.18.20

Word count: 1.9k

Based off: 02x11 “Coup de Grace”

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x Reader

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The next morning you woke up bright and early to start your training season with Indra. You quickly get ready and head outside. You find yourself not too far behind Octavia and catch up, so you’d both be on time.

Indra had put both you and Octavia through some drills before you went out to scout. As you, Octavia, and a group of grounders scouted on the outskirts of the camp, you all found some mountain men. One of the other grounders with you shot an arrow, instantly killing one of the men. As you and Octavia approached the second mountain man, as Indra told the other grounders to stand down, you did as well to let Octavia take on the mountain man.

Octavia landed a few hits on the man before receiving a few herself. As the man left himself open Octavia found the perfect moment to slice his suit with her machete, causing the man to be exposed to radiation and air to be released from his suit. Octavia was about to go in for the kill when Clarke rode in on a horse and stopped her.

“Octavia! No! He’s from Mount Weather. We need to keep him alive. Check to see if he’s got a patch kit. We’ve got to get him back to camp,” Clarke says. You quickly move to Octavia and the man and search for a kit in his pile of stuff. As the man continues to scream in pain you pull out what looks like to be pictures.

“What is that?” Clarke asks. You look through the photos and find them to be of Clarke and Lexa.

“You and Lexa were the targets,” You say bringing the photos to Clarke.

“We have to warn the commander,” Indra says before speaking to the grounder on the horse behind Clarke in their language. Once the suit is patched, you all take the mountain man and bring him back to camp and directly to Abby.

As Clarke, Abby, and Indra take care of the grounder and mountain man you go to your room to put away your weapon and to clean up a bit. As soon as you were done, Clarke came to grab you to interrogate the mountain man. You followed her to the small room they were containing him in so he couldn’t be affected by the radiation.

Marcus was trying to get answers out of the man but he only was responding with his name, “Carl Emerson. Mount Weather Security Detail,” Emerson says.

“You already said. You don’t seem to be grasping the situation here. You should’ve died in the woods. We saved your life. Why not help us bring an end to all this?” Marcus asks, but the man still answers with his name and job title.

“He’s not gonna talk,” You say from beside Clarke.

“He will if we open the door,” Marcus says. Abby quickly moves to mute the speaker in Emerson’s room.

“We are not doing that,” Abby says before walking away.

“We need to know what he knows. Vulnerabilities. Troop numbers,” Marcus says.

“She’s right,” Clarke says holding something in her hands.

“Torture doesn’t work,” You say.

“It could save your friends,” Marcus responds.

“I’m the Chancellor,” Abby responds.

“The act like one!” Marcus yells back. “I told you I would support you as long as I believe you were doing the right thing,”

“I am. And if you disagree...convene a vote and take my place,” Abby says.

“I don’t give a damn...about the title. I just want to save our people,” Marcus says.

“So do I,” Abby responds before Marcus walks away upset. “I want this man under 24-hour guard. Is that clear?” Abby asks the guard beside you and Clarke before heading off. Clarke taps your shoulder and leads you to Ravens workshop.

“Hey, can you replicate this?” Clarke asks Raven, handing her the device she found. Raven plays with the device before setting it off with the familiar high pitch noise filling the air.

“Yeah, I can totally replicate this frequency,” Raven says.

“Good. If we can neutralize the reapers, the tunnels are an option,” You say getting at what Clarke had in mind.

“Get on it,” Clarke adds.

“You don’t need to give me orders. I got this,” Raven says annoyed.

“Raven. Any word for Bellamy?” Octavia asks running in.

“Nothing yet,” Raven responds.

“Lincoln’s still missing too. He should be back by now,” Octavia says.

“They’ll be okay,” Clarke reassures her.

“They better be. Your whole plan rests on Bellamy getting in,” Raven says still annoyed.

“He will,” Clarke says.

“Councilor Kane, Clarke Griffin, and Y/N Y/L/N, please report to the South airlock immediately,” You hear over the PA system.

“They’ll be ok. If we know anything about the two of them, they’re fighters,” You say to Octavia before leaving with Clarke.

“We’ll finish this later,” Clarke says as you leave.

“Did he say something?” Kane asks as you approach the airlock.

“No. But his blood did. Jackson found genetic marker anomalies that can only come from someone who was born on the Ark,” Abby explains.

“It’s started,” You say quietly.

“It didn’t come from the blood transfusion?” Marcus asks.

“No. I took the sample before that,” Abby says.

“They’re bleeding our friends,” Clarke says.

“We don’t know that,” Marcus says.

“Yes, we do. We were genetically engineered. They weren’t,” You say.

“What are you doing?” Marcus asks as Clarke makes a b-line to Emerson.

“Killing him,” Clarke says, trying to get to him again, but Marcus stops her again. “Get out of my way, Kane.”

“Calm down,” Marcus says.

“Clarke. You are not in charge here. We do things my way,” Abby says. Clarke walks off upset at Marcus and Abby.

“I’ll talk to her,” You say following after her.

“Clarke!” You yell chasing her.

“What? I didn’t exactly see you fighting to save our friends in there,” She says still making her way down the hall.

“I didn’t say anything because I--I’m trying to figure things out and not just stand here doing nothing like Kane and your mom, ” You say finally catching up to her. Clarke gives no response before walking away again.

“We’re too late. They’re already bleeding them. It’s over,” Clarke says as you make your way into the workshop.

“No. You don’t get to give up, Clarke. You killed Finn, and I didn’t give up. I’m building a damn tone generator, you do your job,” Raven yells.

“What is my job?” Clarke yells back.

“I don’t know. To come up with something,” Raven responds.

“I have tried,” Clarke responds.

“Camp Jaha, this is Mount Weather. Anyone read me?” You all hear Bellamy say over the radio.

“Holy crap,” Raven as you and Clarke make your way to the radio.

“Camp Jaha, this is Mount Weather. Does anyone read me?” Bellamy repeats. Raven picks up the microphone and hands it to you.

“Bellamy?” You speak into it.

“Y/N?” He asks back.

“Are you alright?” You ask feeling relieved.

“I’m fine. But that’s it for the good news. We have to talk fast. Something has changed. Jasper, Monty, everyone is locked in the dorm,” He says.

“But they’re alive? All of them?” You ask.

“I think so. For now. Maya says they’re already using their blood. And things will get ugly in here real fast,” Bellamy says. Clarke taps your shoulder and you hand her the radio.

“Maya’s with you?” Clarke asks.

“She helped me escape. If not for her, I’d be dead. Clarke and Y/N, there are kids in here. We need a plan that doesn’t kill everyone. Please tell me we have one,” Bellamy says.

“I hear you. But we can’t do anything until you disable the acid fog. Raven’s gonna help you,” Clarke says.

“Got it. What else?” Bellamy asks.

“You have to figure out a way to free the Grounder prisoners. There’s a whole army inside that mountain and they don’t even realize it,” Clarke says.

“A trojan horse. Good plan,” Bellamy responds.

“What does Maya think? Is it doable?” Clarke asks.

“She says it’s not a problem. You guys, if I’m gonna pull this off, I need you to buy me some time. It won’t be long before they realize I don’t belong here and if that happens,” Bellamy says.

“That can’t happen. We’ll come up with something,” You say talking the radio from Clarke’s hand.

“Come up with it quick,” Bellamy says.

“Copy that. And Bellamy?” Clarke says.

“Yeah?”

“You came through. I knew you would,” She says.

“All I’ve done so far is not get killed,” He says.

“Keep doing that,” Clarke says. “You’re up,” Clarke hands the radio to Raven and walks off.

“What are you gonna do?” You ask Clarke.

“Keep on looking outside instead of in. Y/N come with me,” Clarke says.

“Be careful Bellamy,” You say into the radio.

“I will,” He responds before you head off with Clarke.

Clarke tells you to find Indra and Octavia and meet them down the hall from the cell after telling you the plan. You quickly find them and meet up with Clarke. As you all head to Emerson the guard tries to stop you all but you don’t give him a chance.

“Get dressed. You’re coming with me,” Clarke says to Emerson. Once he was in his suit you all head outside towards the gate.

“Clarke, what are you doing?” Marcus asks.

“Clarke, stop,” Abby says getting in our way.

“No. I’m letting the prisoner go,” Clarke says.

“Absolutely not,” Abby says.

“He hasn’t told us anything yet,” Marcus adds.

“He doesn’t have to. He’s gonna tell them something,” You say.

“Get the prisoner back to the airlock now,” Abby says as the guards agree to her order. As the guards try to go for Emerson, the grounders you gathered to stop them.

“You may be the Chancellor, but Y/N and I are in charge,” Clarke says to her mom.

“Indra, tell your people to stand down...before this gets out of hand,” Abby says but Indra refuses. “People could get hurt,” Abby whispers.

“Not if you get out of our way,” You respond. “You need to trust that we know what’s right for us,” You add.

“The grounders trust them. Maybe we should too,” Marcus says.

“Stand down,” Abby says and we make our way to the gate.

“Open the gate. Now,” You say. The guards bring Emerson to face you and Clarke.

“Can you hear me alright? Because I need to make sure you get this,” Clarke asks, and Emerson tells us he can.

“I have a message for your leader. We’re coming for him. You’re watching us, but you haven’t seen a thing. The grounder army is bigger than you think. And even if you could find it, your acid fog can’t hurt them. And now thanks to you…” Clarke holds up the resonator. “Neither can the reapers. So you have one last chance. Let our people go, and we’ll let you live. It’s just that simple,” Clarke says.

“I got it,” Emerson says.

You grab the oxygen tube on his suit, “It’s an eight-hour walk back to mount weather?” You ask before releasing some air. “You’re gonna do it in six,” You say, plugging it back in.

“Six hours. That’s not enough. How am I supposed to deliver your message?” He asks.

“That’s your problem. Now go,” You respond before Emerson runs off.

“Clarke, Y/N. Do you two wanna explain to me how this helps my brother?” Octavia asks.

“I just told him we have a secret army to worry about,” Clarke says.

“The more they’re looking at us, the less they’re looking at him. Bellamy is the key to everything, Octavia. If he dies, we die and you know I won’t let that happen,” You add before walking off.

A/N: I hope you enjoy this little filler. Thanks for reading!

#The 100 #the 100 imagine #the 100 series #the 100 fanfiction #the 100 rewrite #the 100 x reader #clarke griffin #raven reyes #marcus kane #abby griffin #bellamy blake #octavia blake #bellamy blake x reader #indra kom trikru

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slytherinbarnes · 4 years

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Sub Rosa [46]

i. echoes

Pairing: Bellamy Blake x reader

Word Count: 7.5k

Warnings: mentions of blood, wounds, dead bodies, stitches, fighting, violence.

Summary: picking up immediately where the season 3 finale left off, you, Bellamy, and the rest of your people find yourselves stuck in Polis following the aftermath of Alie’s destruction.

a/n: HAPPY SEASON 4 PREMIERE!!!! lots of good things coming your way this season, (in my opinion), and i’m so excited to share this with you guys! the taglist for this series is open! I hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think!!!

previous chapter // season masterlist // series masterlist

February 24th, 2150; Polis

Clarke tries to distract Bellamy from Octavia’s killing of Pike by telling you both about Alie’s purpose in creating the City of Light: to save humanity from a wave of nuclear radiation, heading your way in six months. You quickly process her news before turning to Bellamy, more worried about him. You're not even sure he heard her, his expression still shocked, but as soon as he recovers, he starts to head from the room, practically dragging you behind him. “We have to find her.”

You allow him to lead you towards the Commander’s chambers, and Clarke follows the two of you, determined to stay close. You see her hesitate when she reaches the door of the bedroom, her eyes falling towards the bed, and you pull yourself free from Bellamy’s grip so you can turn to face her. “What’s wrong?”

“This is where…” She trails off, eyes still locked on the bed. Her voice is practically a whisper when she adds, “I saw her in the City of Light.”

You reach out and pull her into a hug just as her tears start to fall, and you feel your heart break for your twin. “There’s nothing I can say to fix this for you, but I wish there was.”

You pull away, and push her hair from her face, before giving her a small smile. “I just know she’d be so proud of you, Clarke, and I wish she could be here to see you now.”

Bellamy, who appeared at your side while you and Clarke were hugging, puts a comforting hand on her shoulder. “She’ll always be with you.”

Clarke nods, and wipes away her tears, giving you both a watery smile. She composes herself, putting her emotions away for later, before nodding towards the window, “Let’s go find Octavia.”

Bellamy leads the way to the window, and you all look out, watching as Octavia makes the drop at the bottom and runs into the crowd. You’re all hesitant to take this path to the bottom, but with the elevator sabotaged and the ladder blown up, you know this is the only way. Bellamy steps up to the window, taking the lead. “I’ll go first, just follow my path.”

He steps through the window and shimmies his way down to the siding on the building that provides a patchwork of ladders you can use to get down. You and Clarke watch him go down a few feet before you mutter, “Guess I’ll go next.”

You carefully go through the window and follow Bellamy’s path, using the same places to put your hands and feet. You see Clarke come though the window a minute later and follow you down, and slowly, but surely, all three of you make your way to the ground. When you reach the last 6 feet, the siding stops and opens up to a ledge. Bellamy reaches it first, and then steadies you and Clarke as you step onto it, before he turns and jumps the last few feet to the ground. He looks up at you, waving for you to follow, and you take a breath before jumping down after him. You land on your feet, but the force of your landing sends a shock through you and you almost fall over. Luckily, Bellamy is there, keeping you upright, before turning to help Clarke stick her landing. Once all three of you are at the bottom, you look up at the tower, to the top floor that you just came from, and you feel nothing but shock.

You were so focused on following Bellamy's path down, that you never once spared a look to the ground below you. Only now do you realize that if you had fallen, you’d be dead as soon as you hit the ground. But you don't have enough time to contemplate that, because Bellamy steps away and looks out into the crowd, searching for his sister. His face is set with worry, and you reach out to put a comforting hand on his arm. “She'll be okay, she can take care of herself.”

“That's not what I'm worried about.”

Clarke catches his meaning first, and shakes her head. “She won't be charged. Everyone will say that Pike had it coming.”

“Maybe we all do.” Bellamy pauses and looks out into the crowd, and you follow his line of sight. For the first time, you get a good look at the chaos around you. Dead bodies litter the street, some people bloodied and killed, while some bodies are in pristine condition, yet still comatose. The sound of crying and wailing comes from every corner of the street, while other people are groaning in pain, trying to tend to their injuries.

Clarke, who is also surveying the scene, mutters, “How do we tell these people that the world is ending, after everything they've been through?”

You think of the chaos that kind of announcement would cause, and you give her a serious look. “We can't.”

Bellamy nods, backing you up. “We keep it to ourselves until we know what we're dealing with, and how to stop it.

She looks at both of you in surprise. “You're both afraid of how people will react.”

“Yes.”

You glance over at the woman holding a small child, sobbing over his lifeless body, before looking back to her, your voice soft, “We gave them back their pain. Let's not add to that by telling them they're gonna die in six months.”

She nods, indicating that she understands, and once you're all on the same page, Bellamy says, “Good. Once everyone's down, we go home and we get to work. We didn't survive this long just to let a little radiation take us out.”

You hear a loud scream nearby, and Clarke immediately runs in the direction of it, stopping in front of a woman who is kneeling beside a man. He’s slumped over, unresponsive, and there are no signs of blood on him. Bellamy looks down at him in confusion, “He didn't fall.”

Clarke looks back at the two of you with a look of horror. “He chased me in the City of Light, Lexa killed him.”

And suddenly, the comatose bodies make sense. Your mother told Clarke before she took the chip that dying in the City of Light killed you out here too, just not in the way you’d expect. The woman freezes, and it’s obvious she heard Clarke’s revelation because she stands and spits, “Wanheda.”

You, Clarke, and Bellamy move closer together, growing tense as she yells, “Yu dula dison daun!”

You turn to Bellamy and mutter, “She’s saying that we did this.”

All around you, those that were in mourning or nursing their wounds start to stand and close in around you, looking incredibly pissed off. As they grow closer and closer, they start to chant, “Wanheda! Wanheda! Wanheda!”

Clarke grabs your hand and starts to pull you away, through an opening in the crowd, and you reach out and grab Bellamy, pulling him along with you. Once you’re free of the larger group, Clarke hastily makes her way through the crowd, trying to get away from the Grounders, as all around you, they mutter her nickname. As you break into a larger clearing in the city, your mother and Kane approach you, looking worried. Clarke stops in front of them both, and you and Bellamy stop beside her. “Good, you're down. We have to go, the rover's in the north woods.”

Your mom looks at her in shock, “What about the wounded?”

Bellamy answers for her, “The Grounders don't want our help. Our people we treat at Arkadia.”

Before anyone can argue further, the radio at Bellamy’s side comes to life with the sound of Raven’s voice, “Hello? Bellamy, please. Come in.”

You reach for it first, beating him to it, your mind drifting to Jasper being chipped as you ask, “Raven, are you okay?”

You, Clarke, and Bellamy step away from the adults slightly, giving you some privacy to talk. “Yeah, yeah. We're all in one piece.”

You sigh in relief, and hand the radio to Bellamy, who looks like he has something to say. “That’s good, there's something we need you to look into.”

Raven shuts him down quickly, “First, tell me how my friends are. Did everyone make it? Clarke?”

Clarke takes the radio from Bellamy, and reassures her, “I'm here, thanks to you. Raven, did Alie ever tell you why she created the City of Light?

“No. Why?”

As Clarke lifts the radio to answer, someone nearby yells, “Haihefa, en's kiken! Osir gaf fisa in!”

The king, he’s alive! We need a healer! You and Clarke translate it at the same time, but Bellamy just looks between you in confusion. Clarke nods her head in the king’s direction, “Go, take mom, I’ll meet you there!”

You turn and yell to your mother and Kane, “They need a doctor!”

They immediately start moving towards you as you run in the direction of the man’s voice, leading you to a pair of Grounders that are laying Roan onto the ground, face down. You reach him first, and gently roll him over as your mother kneels beside you, and you whisper “Roan?”

You glance at your mother, and mutter, “He got shot trying to help Clarke.”

She checks his pulse, and turns to look at you in alarm, “He’s not dead, but he’s close.”

She searches his body for the bullet wound, finding it on his chest. She shifts him slightly to check his back, which is free of any blood. “No exit wound. We need to get the bullet out quickly.”

You nod, ready to assist her until Clarke shows up, but you freeze in place when a sword is placed against your throat. “Get away from our King.”

You put your hands up in surrender as your mom protests, “Wait, no, please.”

You glance over and see Echo glaring at you, and she grabs your arm to pull you to your feet, her sword still at your neck. You mutter, “I saved your life in Mount Weather, and then you left me to die at the hands of an Azgeda assassin in the very same mountain. Now this?”

She presses the sword into your neck, and you feel it bite into your skin. You wince and watch as Skaikru guards start to run towards you, guns drawn and pointed at Echo. Kane holds your mother back as he says, “You're making a mistake, we're part of the Coalition.”

“I can save him, but you have to let me.”

Echo looks at your mother. “We have our own healer.”

She turns to the men at Roan’s side and snaps, “Lid haihefa-de gon bangeda seintaim kom ostof kom oso stedaun. Dula'm op nau!”

You hear Kane translating for your mother, “Take the king to the embassy with the rest of our dead. Do it now.”

You all watch as Roan is taken away, and in the distance, you can hear Bellamy yell, “Echo!”

You glance at your approaching boyfriend and twin, both of them pissed and stalking this way, and you mutter, “Here we go.”

When Echo sees them, she presses closer to you, the sword nicking your skin again, and you lock eyes with Bellamy and warn, “Bellamy, don't.”

Kane grabs him as he tries to get to you, and your mom grabs Clarke, holding them back as they both yell, “Let her go, Echo! Let her go!”

Echo puts her head beside yours, pressing you both close together, and she snaps, “Back off, Bellamy.”

Clarke is the first to stop fighting, and you watch her take a breath to calm herself before reasoning with Echo, “Your King is my friend. Let us help him, and let her go.”

“I saw you in the City of Light, I know you destroyed it. Thank you for that.”

She abruptly lowers her sword and pushes you hard, sending you stumbling towards Bellamy, who catches you easily. Once you're in his arms, he tips your head back so he can get a good look at the two small cuts on your neck, and his face sets into a glare. You reach out for his hand and whisper, “I’m fine.”

But no further conversation is had because Echo starts to yell, “Look around you. Skaikru did this to us. Because of them, Ontari, your rightful Commander, is dead! This imposter stole her Flame.”

Kane steps forward, yelling back, “No! Wanheda saved us, all of us. Grounder and Skaikru.”

“There would've been nothing to save us from if not for you.”

You marvel at the pure anger radiating off of Kane, his protective side coming out as he levels a glare at Echo. “Azgeda has no authority here.”

“We do now.” She starts to yell again, so those around you can hear her. “In the name of King Roan, as rightful caretakers of the throne of the Commanders, Polis is now under Azgeda rule!”

Immediately, two Grounders walk up, a man and a woman, and you recognize them as the man and woman you fought in the throne room while you were trying to protect Clarke. The woman immediately challenges Echo. “Like hell it is. Where's your war chief, girl?”

“Our war chief is dead, Ambassador. As a member of the Queen's guard, command of the army has fallen to me until the king awakens.”

“If he awakens.” You watch as she turns to yell at those gathered around. “Until a new Commander can ascend, Polis is to be ruled by ambassadors of the Coalition. If Azgeda wants it, they must take it by force.”

Echo’s response is immediate. She steps forward, swinging her sword out, cutting the Ambassador’s neck with a single sword stroke. You all watch in shock as blood rapidly pours from the wound, and the woman falls to the ground, dead in seconds.

Echo quips, “Consider it taken.” Then she commands, “No Skaikru leaves this city. Gon Azgeda!”

For Ice Nation! And with one last glare directed at your group, she turns and walks away, following the path they took Roan in. You and Bellamy exchange a look of shock, and when you turn to look at the rest of the group, you see that they all feel the same. Bellamy whispers in your ear, “Looks like saving the world will have to wait.”

Kane turns to the guards that gathered around when Echo threatened you, and he quietly orders, “Gather every one of our people that you can find and bring them to the temple. We’ll be waiting for you there.”

“Yes, sir.”

They turn and immediately run off, and as Kane turns back to the rest of you, he accidentally hits Bellamy in the side. Bellamy lets out a sharp gasp of pain, and you turn to look at him in shock. “What?”

He unzips his jacket and pulls it to the side, revealing his shirt, stained with blood. You look up at him in alarm before looking back down at his side, watching as he pulls his shirt up to reveal a cut in his side. The sight of it makes Bellamy unsteady on his feet, and he sways, the pain coming back to him now that he’s aware of its presence, easily forgotten in the aftermath of the City of Light. You reach out for him, steadying him, and Kane does the same, looking over just in time to catch sight of the wound. You see his face fall, and it takes a second for you to remember why. Kane above you, choking you, plunging a knife into Bellamy’s side to stop him from saving you.

Kane pulls Bellamy’s arm around him and says, “Let’s get you to the temple and get you stitched up.”

“I’m fine. I need to find Octavia.”

You glare at him. “You're not. We’ll find Octavia after.”

He opens his mouth to say something, and you cut him off, “Don't argue.”

Surprisingly, he snaps his mouth shut again, allowing himself to be led to the temple and set onto a chair. There are people already collected inside, some of them injured, and when you turn to your mother to ask her to stitch up Bellamy, her eyes are locked on a woman in the corner, bleeding heavily from her head. She turns to glance at you, looking torn, and you grimace, “Stitches aren't my forte.”

“As long as you get the wound closed, the look of it doesn't matter.”

You sigh, then nod. “Go, I’ll take care of Bellamy.”

She smiles and hands you a medkit. “You’ll be fine.”

As she walks away, you turn to look for Clarke, ready to make a last ditch plea to her, but she’s already kneeled beside a child, cleaning their wounds. You turn and go back to Bellamy, kit in hand, and his brows lift as you approach. “I saw those stitches you did on Myles after Grounders shot him with an arrow. I’m not sure I want stitches from you.”

You glare at him and he looks serious for a long minute before he smiles, and motions for you to come closer. “I’m kidding. Crooked stitches are better than bleeding out.”

You roll your eyes and drop down beside him, and he lifts his shirt to reveal the wound. You look it over carefully, checking for infection, and when you find none, you quickly clean around the wound so you can get a better idea of the size of it. Fortunately, after further inspection, it’s only an inch or so long, and won’t require much stitching. “Lucky for you, my knife is much smaller than the arrowheads that hit Myles, so your crooked scar will be much smaller than his were.”

He pretends to look disappointed, “Aw, bummer.”

You ignore him as you get started on the stitches, putting him back together again, and Bellamy distracts himself from the pain by asking, “Remember when fighting Grounders was the only thing to worry about?”

You snort, still stitching and add, “Yeah, and now we have had to deal with Grounders, facist leaders, an AI hellbent on wiping us out, and now,” You finish the last stitch, looking at it in satisfaction before meeting his eyes, “Nuclear radiation.”

You quickly bandage his wound before giving him the all clear. “We can go find Octavia now.”

Bellamy stands and you follow suit, putting the medkit down and following him as he heads towards the door, but just as you reach it, your mom calls out to you. You turn and see her and Clarke bent over one person, working together to doctor them, and your mom motions over at the group to her left that are still awaiting medical attention. Faced with the same dilemma your mom just faced, you turn to look at Bellamy, feeling conflicted. He smiles at you, presses a kiss into your hair and whispers, “Go, give the people the crooked stitches they deserve.”

You laugh and lightly punch his arm. “Shut up.”

He starts to turn away, but you grab his arm and spin him back towards you, tugging him down for a kiss. It’s quick, but it conveys all the things you want to tell him every time you're forced to separate. When you pull back, you whisper, “Be safe.”

“I will.”

And then he turns and walks out the door.

You spend the next hour or so providing medical attention to those that come to the temple. As soon as they’re cleared to go, they are led to the secret entrance of the tunnel system that is hidden within the temple. Everyone travels in small groups, keeping each other safe, but as time passes, fewer and fewer people come to the temple. Eventually your mother and Kane stay by the tunnel entrance, leaving you to gain some first aid practice. You and Clarke alternate first aid duties as people come in, until the last injured person comes through some time later. As you’re finishing bandaging the cut on their leg, Major Costa comes in and heads straight for Kane. “Sir, that's everyone we could find. I've stationed ten guards at the temple door. Are you sure you don't want me to stay?”

“You lead them home, Major.”

They shake hands, and Major Costa helps your injured patient out the door as they disappear into the tunnels. You glance over at Kane, watching as your mother inspects his wounds and they talk quietly. He lifts a hand to her cheek, caressing it, and you smile. Someone comes to a stop beside you, and you look over and see Clarke, who is also watching your mother. She smiles and asks, “How long has this been going on?”

“I only noticed after Pike took power, but I think it’s recent.”

She hums, but says nothing else, as Indra, Octavia, and Bellamy run into the temple. You smile when you see him, and he comes to a stop beside you as the rest of you gather around. Indra hugs Kane quickly before she looks between all of you, “When you destroyed the City of Light, there were a thousand Azgeda warriors inside the City of Polis.”

Octavia mutters, “Good timing.”

“The only way to remove them is by force.”

Octavia muses, “Then let's remove them.”

Your mom turns to look at her in shock. “Slow down. You're talking about a war.”

“Yes, Rockline, Floukru, and Broadleaf will join Trikru without question. We'll still be short.”

Your mom turns to Kane, seeking his support. “This is madness. We should be leaving with the others, while we still have time.”

“They know where we live. If we run, they'll follow.” Kane turns to look at Indra. “There are eight other clans, how do we get them to join us?”

“I can do it, but I'll need the Flame.”

Clarke’s response is immediate. “No.”

Bellamy shifts beside you, turning to look at her. “Clarke, the clans will follow whoever has the Flame.”

“Azgeda won't.”

Octavia shrugs, “Then we fight. That's the point.”

You think of war, six months before the end of the world, and your stomach drops. You can tell that Clarke is on your mother’s side, against the war, and you find yourself agreeing with the stupidity of it. “No, it's not. The point is, there's no time for a fight.”

Clarke agrees and adds, “We have to save Roan.”

“Save him? They won't let us near him.”

Your mother is the first one to read between the lines of yours and Clarke’s disagreement with the others, because if there's anything she knows, it’s her twins. “Wait a second. What don't we know?”

You, Clarke, and Bellamy exchange a look. And though you don't think the masses should know about the end of the world, this group should. You nod, letting Clarke know you agree with telling them, and Bellamy nods too. Clarke turns back to the others. “The reason Alie created the City of Light.”

“Why?”

“Nuclear reactors inside power planets that survived the bombs are melting down. Radiation levels are already rising. If we can't figure out a way to fix it, all of us will be dead in six months.”

Indra processes the news, but quickly moves on. “Even if that’s true, that's six months away. There are a thousand Ice Nation warriors on the street who want to kill us today.”

Clarke shakes her head. “They won't kill us.”

“How could you possibly know that?”

She turns to Octavia and answers, “Because we're gonna surrender.”

As Clarke unveils her plan to the rest of you, Jaha ends up coming to the temple, asking what’s going on. Clarke seizes the opportunity and incorporates him into the plan, which will put all of you in separate locations. Your mom, Octavia, and Clarke will sneak into the embassy so they can try to save Roan. Jaha will be delivering Ontari’s body, which is actually Octavia in disguise, to the Ice Nation, while Kane and Indra watch on. You and Bellamy agree to take up a position in a watchtower nearby, with guns, so you can keep an eye on everything from above and take out anyone who tries to make a move against your people.

That’s where you find yourself now, gun propped out of a window, watching the scene down below. Bellamy is at the window beside you, quietly watching as Jaha walks across the courtyard, carrying Octavia’s body, wrapped in a cloth. He disappears into the room where they’re keeping Roan, and you only have to wait a few minutes before Indra and Kane step into the courtyard with the 10 Skaikru guards, offering up your surrender.

A messenger runs into the embassy, following Jaha’s path, and moments later Echo comes out of the building, into your line of sight, with Jaha and a handful of Ice Nation guards. Jaha is bloodier than before, and limping, which Bellamy remarks on. “Looks like Jaha took a beating.”

You hum, “Considering he brought Alie into all of our lives, can't say I blame them.”

Echo grabs Jaha and mutters something to him, before shoving him away, towards Kane and the others. He limps his way over there, passing along the message, and Kane surprises you by glancing up at the window, towards you and Bellamy. He looks away just as quickly, before retreating back into the corridor. You and Bellamy exchange a look, and a second later Kane's voice comes through the radio at Bellamy’s side. You both move closer together to listen. “Echo says she’ll only talk to the two of you. We have to buy time for Abby and Clarke to save Roan, so we’re going to make Echo wait as long as we can before calling you down.”

“Copy that.”

Bellamy clips his radio back to his side, before pulling a crate over to the window so he can sit and watch at the same time. You do the same as he muses, “Nothing to do now except wait.”

You plop down onto the crate, and turn to look his way. “And practice Trigedasleng.”

“What?”

“I know a little Trig and you know none. It’s a tactical advantage to understand the language of your enemies and allies. You should learn.”

He turns towards you a little, his face serious for a long minute before he breaks into a grin. “Ridiyo. O yu na tel ai hashta skaifaya steda.”

True. Or you can tell me about me about the stars instead. You look at him in total shock, not expecting to hear an entire Trigedasleng sentence come out of his mouth and he laughs at your expression. “What?”

“Why have I been translating for you if you know Trig?”

“Because I don’t know Trig. Lincoln only taught me a few sentences. That was one of them.” You cut your eyes at him, suspicious, and he raises his hands in surrender. “I swear. That’s about all I know.”

“Then let’s change that.”

You and Bellamy pass the time practicing Trigedasleng, and he picks it up quickly as you watch the afternoon turn to evening and then night. Long after the sun has set and the moon has risen, you finally get a second radio call from Kane. “She’s getting antsy now. We need you two down here.”

“Copy that, we’ll be there in five.”

You and Bellamy sneak from the room, down the stairs and across the courtyard until you appear at the corridor, approaching the group from the back. Bellamy lets out a low whistle as you approach, signaling to everyone that no one should turn around and attack, and Kane turns when he hears it. As soon as the two of you arrive, Indra turns and shakes her head, hating this plan. “She's Ice Nation, she can't be trusted.”

Before you can agree with her point, someone mutters from behind you, “Never a dull moment, huh?”

You, Kane, and Bellamy turn and see Murphy approaching, and he comes to a stop right behind you. Indra mutters, “Pay attention.”

You turn your attention back to her, as she briefs you and the guards in your small group. “She's part of the royal guard, spies. That's why she's not marked. Very dangerous, very loyal.”

Bellamy shakes his head, and glances over at you. “Not to the people who saved her life.”

Kane steps closer, his voice dropping low, warning him. “Bellamy, I know how you feel about her, but you can't lose control. You offer them technology, guns, whatever it takes to keep her talking. Is that clear?”

Bellamy nods, but Indra objects. “I didn't agree to give them guns.”

Murphy lets out a snort and offers, “Well, that's probably because you're not an idiot.”

“It won't get that far. Our objective is to buy time for Abby to save the King.” Kane turns, and says the next part to Murphy. “And if you wanna help, grab a weapon, stand a post.”

Bellamy unshoulders his rifle, and holds it out to him. “Take mine.”

Murphy takes it with a nod of thanks, and you hand your rifle off to Kane, knowing it’ll look better if you’re unarmed. You remember the knife strapped to your thigh and you quickly take the strap off and adjust it, making it long enough to strap around your waist and hide under your clothes. When you finish, you look up and see Bellamy watching you, and you shrug. “Just in case.”

He nods, supporting the decision, before leading you out of the corridor and into the middle of the courtyard to meet Echo. She walks to meet you halfway as she sees you approaching, and you all stop six feet apart from each other, keeping your space. Echo looks you both over, appraising you, before her eyes land on Bellamy. “Before you say anything, remember, I saved your life by taking you out of Mount Weather.”

She pauses, glancing at you before looking back to Bellamy. “I'm sorry I couldn't tell you to bring her. But I was following orders, Bellamy.”

“I wish it was that easy.”

“We do what we do for our people. You slaughter us, we slaughter you. That all went away in the City of Light, but it's back now, so here we are. What are the terms of your surrender?”

Bellamy sets his jaw, and grinds out, “We recognize Ice Nation rule, and you honor Lexa's Coalition, including the 13th clan.”

“No.”

You and Bellamy share a look, and he shakes his head slightly before offering, “We'll give you guns and show you how to use them.”

Echo glances behind you, to where Indra stands with Kane. “Trikru accepts this?”

“They're not happy about it.”

“Not much they can do now, though, without an army.”

Bellamy’s reaction, though subtle, is immediate. You watch as his jaw clenches and he looks away from Echo, working hard to keep his composure. But Echo, smart as she is, notices immediately. “You were there. Then you know why everyone hates Skaikru, and why we can never accept your terms.”

You snap, “The alternative is war. Is that what you want?”

“No one wants war. Lay down your guns, and we'll let your children live. I'll give you time to decide.”

She starts to turn away, but Bellamy, knowing your mission to keep her talking, reaches out and grabs her arm to stop her. “We weren't done talking.”

She turns and hits him away, faster than your brain can process. Then she knocks him to the ground, and pulls the knife from his holster, pressing it to his throat. You start to launch yourself towards her, but Echo snaps her head up towards you, and presses the knife into Bellamy’s skin, cutting him slightly. “Move any closer, and I’ll kill him.”

You freeze in place, lifting your hands in surrender, and one of the Azgeda guards comes up behind you and turns you around to face your people, before hitting the back of your legs and knocking you to your knees. Bellamy opens his mouth to protest, but it dies in his throat when the guard lifts his sword to your neck. Once Echo has you both restrained, she yells to Kane, “Guns on the ground, or they die.”

Kane and Indra are frozen in place, quietly having a conversation, and you know Indra is protesting the order. But Kane's eyes find yours, and you see the fear in them, the weight of yours and Bellamy’s fate on his shoulders, and he turns to the Skaikru guards and yells, “Guns on the ground, now.”

Echo smiles down at Bellamy, expression smug, and you have to fight the urge to lash out. As all of you are restrained and led towards the embassy, you hope and pray that your mother was successful and that they got out of there before being spotted. Instead, your hope is squashed as soon as you come around the corner and are pushed inside the room behind Echo, because your mom, Clarke, and Octavia are all kneeling on the ground, surrounded by men.

Echo turns and puts her sword to your throat, and you roll your eyes, annoyed to find yourself in this position again. She misses your reaction though, because her eyes are trained to the table at the back of the room, Roan's body laid across it. “Emo don’s trana slip Haihefa daun! Chek em au!”

You’re still translating the words in your head, not quite fluent in Trigedasleng, when Clarke protests, “No, we weren’t trying to kill him, we were trying to save him!”

Echo steps away from you and stalks over to your twin, staring down at her in anger. You watch her lift her sword, and you immediately start to fight the men holding you back, as you yell, “Echo! Leave her alone!”

You watch as her sword starts to come down, straight towards your twin, and you scream and fight harder. Through your yelling, you hear someone mutter, “Wait.”

The authority that one word has stills the room, and everyone turns and watches as Roan sits up from the bed with a cough. He looks over at Clarke, who immediately begs, “Roan, help us. Tell them we're friends.”

He stands and coughs again, ignoring Clarke to ask, “Where is Ontari?”

Echo, ever obedient, answers, “Dead, sire, killed by them.”

“We couldn't save her, but we did what we came here to do.” He looks at Clarke, who is insistent. “Now I need you to honor your promise to protect my people.”

Roan quips, “Yeah, that was before your people shot me and killed my Commander.”

The words are enough to piss Octavia off, and despite the sword at her back, she snaps, “We just saved your damn life.”

Behind you, Bellamy shifts, anxious, wanting to protect her, but the words go unpunished as Echo pushes past everyone to get to Roan, and when she stops at his side, her voice drops to a whisper, quiet, but still loud enough to be heard. “Roan, your people are hungry for you to lead them. Do so now, as your mother would have. Kill Wanheda. Take her power, and rule over everything.”

You look at Clarke, worried these are the last moments you’ll get to see her. Instead, Roan yells to the guards, “Teik emo we.”

Take them away. The guards comply and drag you all down to the prison, and they search each of you for weapons quickly, before chaining you up around the room. In their search, they miss your knife, and you have to work to keep the smile from your face. Instead, you give the guards a blank look as they chain you up, in between Bellamy and Kane. Octavia and Indra are chained across from you, and your mom and Clarke are at the far end of the room, chained to the floor. The rest of the guards are placed in the remaining empty spaces.

The mood of the room is silent, everyone feeling dejected and angry, but you spend your time trying to quietly concoct a plan to get yourself out of the mess you’re all in. You don't know how long they leave you down there, but the windows on the wall gradually start to lighten as the sun starts to rise, indicating that at least a few hours have passed. As you’re thinking and planning, you hear Grounders coming down the hall, towards you again. They step into the cell, yelling, “Wanheda, on your feet!”

You look over at your twin in alarm as she scrambles to her feet and the Grounder guards descend on her. Her voice shakes when she asks, “Where's the king?”

Echo is the last to step in the room, watching as they remove Clarke’s chain, only to restrain her again. You watch in horror as they pull a bag over Clarke’s head and start to lead her away, and you turn to Echo, full of rage. “Echo, bring her back here! If anything happens to her, I’ll kill you myself! Do you hear me, Echo?”

You can hear your mom and Bellamy also yelling at the Ice Nation spy, but she ignores all of you, turning away and following Clarke out of the cell and away from your group. The mood turns tense after watching Clarke get dragged away, and your planning shifts into overdrive as you try to recall how many guards you’ve seen, the path they took in and out of the cell and the room, the exits you saw on the way, how quickly you can take them all out with only a knife.

Your plan, however, never sees the light of day, because Clarke returns sometime later, unguarded, unrestrained, and holding a set of keys. “Clarke! What happened?”

She walks over to you, answering your question as she frees you from your chains. “I told Roan about Praimfaya, and promised I’d find a plan to save all of our people.”

The chains drop from your hands, your wrists now free, and as she passes you a key, she mutters, “I also had to give him the Flame.”

You reach out to her, sympathetic, knowing how hard that was on her. “Clarke-”

But she waves you off, smiling to hide the tears that have started to glitter in her eyes. “It was the only way to save us. It’s what Lexa would have wanted.”

She turns and walks over to your mom, unlocking her chains, and you can hear your mom quietly comforting your crying twin. You turn to Bellamy and free him first, before you and Clarke go around the room and release everyone. As soon as you’re done, she takes the key back from you and leads you all from the room, passing the keys to an Ice Nation guard along the way. She leads you right from the embassy and into the sunshine, to a large crowd of Grounders gathered in the center of Polis.

They’re all facing a stage, which is surrounded by Ice Nation guards, and Roan and Echo stand on the stage, preparing to address the crowd. Despite the bullet wound now hidden beneath his clothes, Roan looks strong, powerful. A crown made of bones encircles his head, and his hand rests lightly on his sword as he speaks loud enough for the gathered crowd to hear him. “I know you've all come here for an execution, but no one else will die here today. The City of Light has fallen, and there is no Commander left to rule us. Until another Nightblood ascends, I - King Roan of Azgeda, eldest son of Nia, Grandson of Theo- am Caretaker of the throne and keeper of the Flame.”

He holds the Flame up so the crowd can see it, and murmurs instantly erupt through the crowd. Near the back, behind you, someone yells, “Kaina bandragen dison bilaik?”

Unable to translate the whole sentence, you turn to Kane, who stands beside you, and ask, “Bandragen?”

“Blasphemy.”

You nod, finally understanding. What blasphemy is this? Roan yells back to the dissenter, “Nou bandragen. Reinseden!”

Not recognizing the second word, you again turn to Kane, who immediately understands why. “Order.”

Roan finishes the rest of his speech in English. “Until another ascends, Azgeda honors and will defend the Coalition of the last true Commander, Lexa Kom Trikru, including the 13th clan. Let it be known that an attack against Skaikru is an attack against us all.”

Again, the crowd murmurs, displeased with the news, but now unable to do anything about it. Roan disappears from the stage soon after that, and the crowd disperses, before Clarke gathers your small group and nods towards the front gates. “Roan is going to send us off with something to protect us from those who aren't in Polis and haven't heard the news. He said to wait by the gates.”

You all nod and follow her there, where someone from Ice Nation meets you and returns your weapons to you. A few minutes later, you see Echo walking towards you, and you and Bellamy walk towards her to meet her. She holds out a leather parcel and says, “From your king.”

She flips the leather back, revealing an amulet imprinted with the Azgeda seal and a second seal that you don't recognize. “With this, you'll be safe in any of our lands.”

She folds the leather back up and hands it to Bellamy, as you watch her in annoyance. She glances at you before her eyes land on Bellamy, lingering on him a little too long for your liking. “You think we'll ever be able to trust each other again?”

“Doubt it,” you answer for him, a sarcastic smile on your face. Her face falls, but you think about the scars on your body from the Azgeda assassin, and any empathy you would normally feel is forgotten.

She steps away from you and Bellamy, looking back at the rest of your group. “Welcome back to the Coalition.”

She steps away, leaving your group alone, and you and Bellamy turn and walk back to the others. “Time to go.”

There's an awkward silence as everyone watches each other, wondering who is going where, and Kane smiles and motions to himself and your mom. “We'll do our best to keep the king on his throne.”

And with the decision made for them to stay behind in Polis, you, Bellamy, and Clarke share a look, knowing that you're going together. She speaks for the three of you, “We'll find a way to beat the radiation.”

Bellamy glances at Octavia, who makes no move to leave her spot, cementing the fact that she’s staying in Polis with Indra. Bellamy nods, accepting that, and Clarke looks up at the darkening sky. “It's getting dark, let's do this.”

Your mom reaches forward and pulls Clarke into a hug, and you step over to Octavia to hug her. As you do, you whisper in her ear, “I didn't get the chance to say it before, but Pike got what he deserved. Thank you for giving us justice.”

She nods once, and pulls away, before her and Bellamy exchange a look. You step away, towards your mom, giving them space. Your mom hugs you tight, and tells you, “Keep Clarke safe.”

“I will. May we meet again.”

“May we meet again.”

As you step away from her, you catch the tail end of what Kane is telling Bellamy. “You do better today than you did yesterday. Before you know it, you'll deserve to survive.”

“I hope so.”

They move away from each other, and he turns to look at you, his eyes falling to your neck. Finger shaped bruises wrap their way around your neck, indicating Alie made him do, and you see a flash of guilt pass over his face. You reach out for him, pulling him into a hug, and he hesitates at first before hugging you back. You look at him when you pull away, and smile. “The advice you just gave Bellamy? It applies to you too. Forgive yourself, Kane, because I already have.”

He nods, squeezing your arm, before allowing you to turn and join Bellamy and Clarke. With one last look back at your group, you all turn and head towards the exit, following Jaha and the six guards that are accompanying you on your journey home. The other four stay behind to protect your mom, Kane, and Octavia.

As they lead you through the streets of Polis, towards the front gate, Bellamy looks over at you and Clarke. “Okay princesses, what now?”

You think of the first time he referred to you and Clarke as princesses, right after the dropship landed and he dragged Wells out into the woods to take his wristband. You smile as you remember the nickname came on the heels of a threat, one you didn't take seriously, not even when he flashed his gun. It's hard to believe how far the two of you have come just in the last few months, and though the journey has been hard at some points, you’re thankful for it. When you look at Bellamy, you can tell he’s remembering the same memory, marveling at the evolution of your relationship. You reach out for his hand, intertwining your fingers, and give him a resolute nod. “Now, we survive.”

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