Finn's POV:
The wound deep and pulsing filled my body as I lay helplessly in my own dried blood. My life not yet draining but gone. For the life I knew was over. I knew that I was to die in here this time. There was no escape in sight, the only escape I had was my mind and the memories buried within. Fate is my foe, I should've known my sins would never leave me alone. They will forever mark and name me as the monster I am. The sound of scuffling boots coming down scare me to the core. Nyko wore leather boots, so who's here? With no words two guards walked into my cell. The guard weren't grounders though, they wore our uniforms. Am I free?
"Follow us" they both helped me up to my feet and helped me walk out of my cell. The world blinding me as I make it up the steps. However, the relief of being free was short lived as the knocked me down and dragged me to the lake. I plead with them to reason but was met only with the numbness that filled their eyes. The dirt mixing with my tender wound causing a burning pain I could not stop.
"What are you doing?!?" I barely make out before they plunge my head in the water holding it there as I frantically try to breathe. Water had just begun to seep in as they pulled me up.
"You cost us a lot boy. We could've had it all. The grounders would've been dead if it was for you and your group." I hear on of the guards shout through my gasping for air before he forces my head back in. The tides of the lake splash against my face over and over. Panic take over me as the guards hold me down together and pull me up just to push me down again. After a few minutes of fighting to breathe and them taunting me they slam me on the ground.
"You're pathetic. We are all going to die because of you. Seems you were cut out to finish the job." Are just a few things the spit at me in between the ducks and the little time they let me breathe.
Chocking up water I wait for the blows I knew were coming but none came. Instead the pain was brought through their rods. The thousand bolts of energy burned every cell in my body setting it on fire until they stopped. Shock after shock was I given as I lay drenched in the dirt. In my cell I thought of the only thing keeping me going, Clarke. I knew it was my doing of why she is not mine but I could never stop loving her. And I could never keep her safe or make her happy, so I let her go. But I can not die in this hell hole and I will not. Clarke would be left alone with the burden of her past choices and I couldn't let her go alone in anything. I promised her I'd be by her side and intended to keep it. No matter how long it takes I swear I will see her again.
Clarke's POV:
Oh how my heart looks for any reason for Finn's coldness, for his sudden change that left me wondering and alone. I had been distanced from Finn before but I could still feel love, now I feel it not. Every last ounce gone.
"We should be marching onto Arcadia! What are we doing still here" shouts erupt within the throne room where we meet. I find Lexa ignoring the furious shouts of her ambassadors to have her eyes set upon me full of concern. The fondness and warmth in her eyes is enough to revive my comfort before our contact breaks her from the seeming trance she was in. It disappears as hurt and anger take their place. The hurt and anger caused by my people's utter stupidity. The look in her eye was one I could tell, the look the planning of war.
"Arcadia will pay for this with their lives. We will march and destroy everything and everyone within its walls." Lexa's call fills the room with blood thirsty chants.
"Did we not agree to blood must NOT have blood." I remind the room which is blinded by their hate. The room falls silent as ambassadors notice Lexa consider the idea, the idea they spit upon.
"Bring in the traitor" Titus breaks the bedrock thick tension ordering the rooms' silence. A pale old woman with a crown made of bones walks proudly in chains with a younger girl with her face scared just the same by her side. The notorious Queen Nia of Azgeda has finally arrived.
Lexa's POV:
The woman who cut off my love's head stands before me, I believed I had let it pass but now it takes every ounce of my being not to run her through. When Costia died so did I and Clarke brought me back. Reminding me how to feel again but I had forgotten the price of feeling, the wretched pain of hatred I bared for the Queen. I was deadly to Costia from the start, I am just as much to blame. Her blood was on my hands and will weigh on my soul till my last breath.
"You dare stand before heda and the ambassador you sent an assassin for" Titus has always surrounded me with a protective care just as he is snapping at the traitorous Azgeda Queen now. " do you have anything to say in your defense or shall we proceed with your sentence which may I remind you is death." Her response is simple, silence. She stayed grinning through it telling me her real intentions.
"Hod op [ wait]!" I stop the guards handling her."We know why your really here so get on with it." Titus disapproves of my interruption of carrying out her sentence.
"Very well. I call for a vote of no confidence."
I stop Titus' objection and wait to see my people's real feelings of me. One by one I watch as each of my ambassadors stand betraying me.
All but one, Clarke. The confidence in Nia still remains after her coup had failed. It was not what she really wanted, her plan only begun. She knew it was her right and had no time let pass.
"You are challenged. My warrior will be my son, Roan." There it was, the truth of her visit to a place she knew she would be arrested. To kill me. The question rises of who I will have fight for me but the very betrayal of those sworn to me gives me the answers. It is not the coalition they think weak, it was I whom they've lost faith in.
"Ai laik heda. Non na throu daun gon ai [ I'm the commander. No one fights for me] " I watch the smug queen take Azgeda's chair while the room stands frozen.
"One more thing" Queen Nia brings forward the girl she came with and cuts the girls hand. "I have an addition to add, Ontari" the girl winces not as she lets her black blood drip onto the floor.
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Fate Worse Than Death
Fanfiction{currently on hold} What if Finn had survived? Would even he be able live with himself? But the real question is who will Clarke choose, Lexa , Finn,or Bellamy. This is a story of treachery, betrayal, love, and woe of what could've happened if Finn...
