Chapter 7

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Sion POV

"What the hell happened here!?" I ask. Lexa is lying on the bed, blood is coming out of her body very fast. Clarke is desperately trying to stop the blood flow but it's too much. 

I look to my left and see Titus. He is preparing something with a guilty look on his face. A gun is on the floor. I put one and one together and know whose fault it is. 

"What did you do!" I exclaim. I feel anger coming up. An anger I haven't felt for a while. As I come closer I see what he is doing. He has put his bag with his instruments on the bed. 

"Don't even dare to do that!" I yell at him angrily. I know for what these instruments are. I push him to the door. 

"Leave this room now, or I will make you leave it!" I tell him, my voice dangerously low and sharp. He looks me in the face for the first time since I entered the room and his expression changes from guilt to fear. 

He leaves the room very quickly after that. I blink a few times before I go to Lexa. Clarke presses a rag on her wound but it's already soaked in blood. 

"I have to take a look." I say to Lexa. She nods, unable to speak. "This will hurt like hell." I inform her before I turn her to the left to have a look at her back. Lexa groans in pain. Blood is running out of a wound at her back. 

I look to Clarke.  "The bullet went straight through her. If we are lucky the bullet might not have hit any organs, but she is losing to much blood."

"Ai gonplei ste odon (My fight is over)." says Lexa. She knows that it doesn't look good. 

"Don't even dare to say that again Lexa! You are all I have left, I can't lose you too." I respond. I have to find a solution very fast but I start to panic. 

"Blood, we need blood." Clarke doesn't answer, she must have sensed that I am more talking to myself than to her. I have an idea and run to the door. I open the door and see a guard on the left side.

"Hey! Go get Aden and bring him to Clarke's room." I order. He looks at me slightly confused. "Move!" I yell at him. He doesn't need another invitation and runs to the room of the nightbloods.

I turn to the right and see another guard. "You," I point at him. "do you know where the box with the Skaikru stuff is?" 

He nods.

"Good, get it as fast as possible and bring it to me." I command. He doesn't ask any questions and runs into the direction of the room with the box. I go back inside the room. 

"Blood won't help her if she is still bleeding." I murmur to myself. It's a bad habit that I speak to myself when I am stressed. I tried to get rid of it but it keeps coming back. Suddenly I have got an idea. I remember a fight in the war against Azgeda. It could work but if it doesn't Lexa won't survive. 

I grab my knife form the sheath on the side of my hip. I don't wear my armor but I still never go out unarmed. I walk over to one of the candles in her room and put the blade into the flame. 

I take a few deep breathes to try to calm myself down. I haven't felt this anger in such a long time. I nearly lost control over myself. Memories come back from the day I lost control over myself the last time. I push the memories away and concentrate on the blade which is slowly turning red. Once the blade is bright red, I take it out of the flame and go to Lexa.

"This will hurt as hell again." I let her know. 

"Just do it." she answers grinding her teeth together in pain. I put the blade of my knife to both sides of her wound. She gasps and grinds her teeth together both times when I put the blade on the wound at her stomach and on the back.

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