The One Who's Fallen

Chapter 82

**Raven's POV (Point of View)**   Sorry, there will be no asking out this chapter! Next chapter, probably!

I don't sleep much at night, the ideas swirling around my head usually keep me up. Tonight, after everything that happened today, I actually fall asleep at a normal human time. I feel more safe around here than I ever did on the Ark. Tonight's even especially good, and I try (and fail) to convince myself that it's not because Anya and Luna are in the next tent.

I wake up before the sun's up, but considering the fact I fell asleep early, I actually had a good night's sleep. I sit up and stretch my arms before putting on my brace. I had to scavenge for parts to build it with. Octavia helped me with that because getting around with crutches that are literally just sticks is even less fun than it sounds.

I don't think I've told Clarke about what happened to my leg. I'll have to do that soon enough, she's a healer now for the Grounders. Maybe she can work her magic and help fix my leg.

Speaking of Clarke, I have some idiots to punish... I bet they'll hate getting up this early. I smirk and put on my favorite red leather jacket. Probably not the smartest idea with what I'm planning to do today, but oh well.

I make my way across the camp, cursing my leg in my head for being so clunky and making it difficult to walk. I stop for a moment outside the dropship, sitting on the entrance ramp. I fiddle with my brace until I'm satisfied and then head inside. Everyone in here is sleeping, even Jasper, who's supposed to be guarding the boys who decided to fight Clarke. I kick his foot with my good leg and he wakes up with an alarmed look and a sleepy snort.

"Wha?"

He puts up his gun, acting like he's aiming at something but really he's just aiming at a wall. Plus the safety is still on. I roll my eyes at him. I'm surrounded by idiots.

Jasper is finally semi-awake and just barely aware enough to notice that it's me standing before him with an unimpressed look. He shrinks under my gaze and puts down his gun sheepishly.

"Stellar job you're doing here." I say sarcastically.

"I was uh just blinking." Jasper says. That is the single worst excuse I have ever heard. I'm almost impressed with how absolutely terrible it is.

"That was a really long blink." I deadpan, raising an eyebrow at him. "Help me get these bozos up, they're going to be helping me in my workshop today."

The smirk that I don't bother hiding must unsettle him even further because he scrambles to get up. Jasper is such a mess that he forgets his gun and just leaves the rifle on the floor while he shakes the first boy awake. He's the one that picked a fight with another guy, then decided to try to beat up Clarke. I have to say, Clarke's pretty badass now.

The boy looks annoyed at being woken up but I don't care less. I just stand by him while Jasper wakes up the other boy. He's not happy about this either but they seem more scared as I silently lead them to my tent. The idiot that decided to fight a giant Grounder elbows his companion, smirking at me. He must think they're getting laid. Man, I can't wait to crush his spirits.

I walk inside my workshop and wait for them to enter hesitantly, as though they think the air in here could suddenly combust or explode. That would be awesome, but I don't have a death wish, I make sure I take basic safety measures. But they don't need to know that.

"Alright!" I say, clapping my hands together and startling them. "You two are going to be my lovely assistants for today! I couldn't care less about your names, so you will be Tweedledee and you will be Tweedledum." I point to them in turn. Tweedledum looks insulted.

"Why am I Tweedledum?" He whines.

"Because you decided not only to insult and pick a fight with a giant Grounder woman warrior with a broadsword that tried to cut you in half, but them you tried to attack our resident badass, Clarke. Who dual wields swords and is the girlfriend of the Grounder Commander. With a tiny knife. That wasn't even sharp before I got it. Now do you see why?"

He grumbles but doesn't try to complain again. Anya pokes her head into my tent, looking worried.

"Can we talk outside?" Anya asks.

"Yeah, sure." I turn back to the boys. "Don't touch anything. I don't want you two to blow up my workshop."

I grin as they pale and move away from everything. I head outside to find both Anya and Luna out there.

"It's early. What are you doing up?" I ask.

"We heard you leave your tent and got worried." Luna says. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm just going to have the boys that tried to fight Clarke work with me today. Wait, you heard me get up? Why were you listening?"

"We are light sleepers." Luna says, but she's blushing. Score one, Raven.

"We have to be." Anya elaborates.

"Alright. Well, if you hear explosions or the boys screaming, don't worry, they're fine." I wave a hand dismissively. Their eyes are wide as they stare at me.

"Explos..." Anya shakes her head. "Raven, what are you going to do to them?"

"Just scare them. Maybe even scar them! I bet I can make one of them pass out in fear or cry." I hum. "Talk to you two later! We have something to discuss." I say the last sentence seriously and they nod in response, still looking concerned. "You can go back to bed, I'm just going to go have fun."

"Alright. You will tell us what you did with them later, right?" Anya asks.

"Of course." I wink at her and Luna before heading back into my workshop.

Well... I thought we'd get to the asking out, but I guess not! Next chapter you'll get to see what Raven does to Tweedledee and Tweedledum! And yes, that's what I've named them... After that, she's going to have that talk with Luna and Anya. So I guess we're in for a few more Raven chapters! :) Thank you all for reading and for your amazing comments! Stay awesome!