Atlantis

Chapter Sixty-Eight

Faye had just left the man's body as she went to join Clarke and Madi. 

"Clarke, this isn't right." Madi told her as Clarke aimed her gun.

"Madi, I know but this is our home, your home." Clarke told her as Faye was joining them. 

"And they want to take it from us." 

"That's right." Faye rubbed her hair and squatted down with them.

"But he doesn't have to suffer." Madi told her. "We can kill him now, right?" Madi asked.

"Not yet." Clarke took her aim. 

Clarke shot down the first man who tried to help the man. 

The group of prisoners was still until one stood up with an unusual type of gun. Faye pushed Clarke down and grabbed Madi's ears.

"Madi." Clarke looked for the other two. "Madi, are you okay?"

"Get up." Faye grabbed her arm. "Run! Run."

"We can make it to the north cave. Come on." Faye followed Madi as she tried to carry along Clarke. 

"No. Clarke." Faye said as Clarke pulled her down when she tried to sit. 

"You're hurt." Madi realized.

"Here." Faye picked up Clarke and carried her along. "We have to hide you. Come on." 

"Right here. You need to get in there." Clarke said, finding a small hole covered by branches.

"Not without you." Madi said, grabbing Clarke's arm. "She's hurt." 

"There's no time to argue about this, Madi." Clarke said, finally able to stand on her own.  "Get in, now. We're gonna lead them away. Now I need you to stay out of sight, no matter what. Promise me."

Madi nodded as she took the gun from Clarke.

"I love you." Faye kissed her forward and they both began to cover her. 

"There! Something's moving." A man said from a short distance away. "This way!" 

Faye helped Clarke continue running. 

"Shh." Faye said as she helped her over a log. "You've had worse."

The men behind them fired and Clarke fell to the ground.

"No." Faye stopped to help her. 

"No. Keep going. Please." Clarke told her, pushing her away. 

"I'll find you. I promise I will come back for you." Faye said. 

"I know." Clarke watched her keep running.  

Faye found Madi and pulled her out. 

"Where's Clarke?" Madi asked. 

"She's fine. Stay back here." Faye told her, keeping her hidden in the back of a dark cave. "Do you still have the knife?" Faye asked. 

"And the gun." Madi said. 

"Okay. Keep the knife safe for me. You know whose it is?" Madi nodded at the question. "Good. You're just as strong as her. From here on, no more English."

Faye grabbed a bow and quiver she had stored in the woods. She had hidden weapons all over the woods. 

"We're at the lake now, heading due north." A man said into his radio. Faye shot him down with a single shot. The men around him all grabbed their guns and searched the woods. 

"There's more out here. We can't see them." A second man reported to the man on the other end of the radio. 

Faye ran forward, slashing their throats and killing them all. "Yu gonplei ste odon." Faye grabbed one of their radios. "Leave the valley, or say goodbye to all your men. Jus drain jus daun." She took the radio with her.

- - -

Clarke sat silently in the chair she was tied to. The woman who seemed to be in charge took a chair and sat in front of her.

"Harris, I'm en route." One of her men reported on the radio. "How's the search of sector six?"

"Finishing up now." Someone, Harris maybe, responded. 

The only relief Clarke could feel, was knowing Faye was still out there. If she wanted to, she could have already brought down this entire village. But Clarke knew she was going to be smarter, she had to also protect Madi.

"We got off on the wrong foot, you and I." The woman said. "We had no idea that there was anyone alive down here. How could we have? We were just trying to get back home. Imagine our surprise when we found that there was no home to get back to, and then your people started killing mine. Surely you can understand why I'm upset."

Clarke listened to the radio every time it went off. 

"Just like you were upset when we took your village. I don't blame you. When a fascist government tried to take my home, I wanted blood, too, and I got it."

"We're at the lake now, heading due north."

"Nobody else has to die today. You tell me what I need to know, and we can come up with an arrangement that works for all of us. Sound like a plan?"

The man next to them walked towards the radio.

"There's more out here. We can't see them." A man yelled, fear laced his voice. 

"Maybe she doesn't speak English." The man next to them suggested.

The woman looked back at the radio, then turned back to Clarke. "She speaks English. She just wants us to think she doesn't so we'll speak freely and reveal something she can use against us." 

Clarke averted her eyes, knowing that might be true, but at least she and the others could speak without them knowing what they were saying.

"Every time patrol checks in...she looks at this." She grabbed the radio. 

"Leave the valley, or say goodbye to all your men. Jus drain jus daun." 

The man and woman both looked at each other.

"She's tracking her friend's movements. That's all she cares about. You don't want to talk, that's fine. Don't talk. But we'll see how you feel when we find whoever it is that's coming for you." The woman stood. 

Clarke was disappointed that the woman wasn't fazed by Faye's threat. Even if Faye was one person, she'd been training her whole life and knew the valley better than them. 

"Change of plans, ladies and gentlemen. No more prisoners. Shoot to kill."

Clarke returned the woman's unfazed reaction, but Clarke trusted Faye and had very little fear to hide.