Clarke of Many People

Chapter 7

Stupid Commander! Stupid laws! Stupid warriors! I was severely pissed at the actions of the Commander and Trikru warriors.

I understand wanting to make the queen, aka me, swear loyalty to her, but kidnapping is a bit much. It might as well be a declaration of war to my people since I was the leader. I shook the thoughts out of my head as I started a sprint to Arkadia.

It took me awhile to get there on foot, but by the time I got there guns were immediately pointed at me. Fucking hell! My luck is the worst.

"Hands in the air!" A feminine voice called out. I rolled my eyes and held them up to calm the guards down. Honestly, the group I was traveling with should have already informed them that I was coming. Looks like everybody's gonna know about me being alive now.

The gate opened and two guards came out guns ready. I recognized the two who came out though. It was Freya and Alaric. I had met them when we were searching for more sky people in different clans. Their parents were floated before the Ark came down. They were easily able to pick up that life on the ground would be different. They were lucky to land on Trishana lands. The clan wasn't well known for their fighters.

Both Alaric and Freya recognized me. With no hesitation they lowered their guns and waved me inside. Roan was at the entrance of the Ark and bowed his head to me as I passed by him. He stood behind me giving me directions to where the rest of our group was. The path became easily recognizable even though it had been years since I had last been here. We were headed to medical. That would mean they took her to my mom.

My mother was hovering over Ontari, checking to see what the damage was. My group were as close as they could be without disrupting her. Damn! I told them to take her to Marcus not my mom. Too late now. Niylah was pacing, Ontari's blood was all over her hands and clothes. Ontari seemed to be unconscious as my mother came to the conclusion that everything was fine. She began stitching Ontari's wound up and without looking up she spoke.

"She lost a lot of blood. She will need a transfusion, however, we do not have any of this black blood." Phoenix, one of my guards, passed my mother a container of Ontari's blood. I knew taking some blood would come in handy. My mother started the transfusion. Katlyn passed me Jake and I whispered reassurances that his aunt would live to fight another day.

"Thank you." Niylah said. "If she had died.." Kat pulled her into a hug as she started to cry. It was then that my mother got a good look at all of us. She didn't seem to recognize me with my hair and the scars. Do I look that different?

Niylah stay with your lover. The rest of you outside to set up tents outside Arkadia. I spoke quickly in the Azgeda language. The group rushed to obey my orders. I set off with Jake and Katlyn to look for Octavia. We gained looks from the Arkers, but they weren't of distrust. They were of curiosity. Some recognized me and waved. Hopefully they stayed quiet.

We spotted Lincoln easily in the crowd of people. He was speaking to Miller near the gate. "Hey Linkon!" I said in Trigedasleng.

"Hey Klark. Safe travels?" I smiled and gave Lincoln a hug that was long overdue. I also gave Miller a hug before he walked away.

"The commander took a few of us. There was a small fight with one of us severely injured. We are told she should be alright."

"That is good." I raised an eyebrow. "Your warrior being okay I mean! It is not good that she was injured!" I let out a laugh.

"I am messing with you Lincoln." He sighed a in relief.

"This must be little Jake." Jake hid his face into my hair. I chuckled before speaking.