The Skai Prisa And The Heda

The Storm

No One's POV

That is when the peace was disrupted.

A large fireball, not dissimilar from the one Clarke came from, came hurtling towards the ground. Lexa immediately barked orders at her gona.

"Follow where it is going to land!! Watch but do not engage if there are people!!" The orders continued in a flurry so fast Clarke could barely keep up with them. Most of them were in Trigedesleng as well as Heda was sending riders, with only few gona, meaning that quite a few of them didn't speak English. Even though Clarke understood Trigedesleng, Clarke still had trouble regardless keeping up with how fast Heda was commanding her people to move. She already had Lincoln and a few other riders scouting the area for the dropship. It didn't land in exactly the same place as what Clarke had seen in her visions.

About ten minutes later, Heda had stopped barking out orders and was preparing her horse ready to ride out. One of the unnamed riders came back and reported straight to Heda that they had found the dropship and the delinquents were already setting up camp around the dropship. Clarke made her way over to Heda, preparing to go with her to greet the delinquents.

Clarke's POV

"Heda, have you got room for another warrior in training?" I smiled at her, she looked at me seriously, clearly her playful mood gone by the arrival of the dropship. I cleared my throat. "Sorry Heda, but may I come to the dropship, it might be helpful for them to me integrated into life on the ground with you. They think I'm one of them, but I'm not, at least I don't see myself as Skai Kru." I explained and this time Lexa did crack a small smile at me. She nodded and pointed at the horse next to her.

"You can't ride with me, but you can ride next to me and a step behind. Have your bow on hand, you're a good bowwoman. You there officially for two reasons, as you said, it will be good for them to see you, and secondly because you're a very skilled marsman, with a gon and a bow and arrow. You won't be carrying a gun today, just yur bow, sword and daggers. Keep your daggers concealed in case things go wrong." Heda explained while I got on the horse next to her.

"And the unofficial reason?" I asked with a cheeky smile. All I got for a few moments was a look then she spoke quietly.

"Because I want you here. But I had to wait for you to ask." After that we didn't speak much. Too anxiously waiting for what shit storm might come next.

About an hour later, and an uncomfortable burning sensation in my thighs, we finally arrived at the dropship. There was a blockade around it hidden in tress so the delinquents didn't spot them. Lincoln came over to Lexa first.

"Heda, they haven't left the dropship yet. They are loud, disorganised and partying as predicted by Clarke. Also the leader seems to be the only one out of place, he's in a guards uniform with a gun. A small black one. Another boy is trying to gain control but is being shouted at and disincluded by the others. I believe his name is Wells." Lincoln reported and I nodded.

"May I Heda?" Lexa nodded. Not speaking. "The one who looks misplaced is Bellamy, he's not a guard, I don't think anyways, in my visions he was in training and when everything went down, and his sister, Octavia, got thrown the Sky box and sent down to the dropship, he shot the leader, Thelonius Jaha to get sent down in the dropship with the rest of the dilinquents. Thelonius is Well's father and that's why everyone hates Wells, because its his dads fault that they all got sent down here." I explained and watched as lincoln puzzled it out.

"Which one would be more open to accepting aid from us?" Lexa asked and I smiled then winced a little.

"Honestly, I don't know. Things went down a little different in the visions. One of them was attacked with a spear while searching for food, a boy called Monty and that caused Bellamy to start a war. I'm not sure if Bellamy would be open to it. Wells definately would be, but he isn't very popular, they're likely to disagree because he agrees. The idiots are simple and petty like that. I think we should address them as a whole and ask them who they want as a leader, the majority vote wins." I suggested and Lexa thought it over for a moment.