Tessa POV:
Darkness.
Everyone is born inside of it.
It's the last thing seen when you die.
It's the one factor in life that you know for a fact will always be there.
And right now I'm trying to figure out if I'm dead or alive right now.
I feel something below and on top of me, but I don't know what it is.
Pain.
I feel it everywhere. I literally just escaped death by bullet wounds only to end up death by broken bones, and possibly a torn ACL if I'm feeling the right sensation in my knee.
What even happened for me to be in this position?
Oh wait, that's right.
The missile hitting Tondc.
It came out of nowhere. I was sitting, enjoying myself with the new group of grounder friends I made, when I heard a sound from above.
Luckily it didn't hit where I was head on, but it hit close enough to knock me off my ass and push me a few dozen feet away from where I was sitting before I blacked out.
I can move my arms so, that's good, I guess. I try to move them further than a few inches and then reel back in pain as I feel my movement restrained. I look over and see a metal pipe that went straight through my shoulder. A painful cry escapes my lips at the sight of my very gorged and bloody arm.
I look down over myself and I see a second, more painful looking injury and for the first time in a long time, I'm genuinely worried I might not survive this.
I try to reach with my opposite, uninjured arm to feel the spikes sticking through my rib cage, and draw back immediately on contact, as they hurt way more than I thought they would.
My voice is still hoarse, but with all my might, I do the one thing I never thought I would have to do.
I scream for help.
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Kayla POV:
Getting off the horse and rushing past the trees, I spot Clarke and Lexa walking and waste zero time in reaching them.
They halt their conversation as they see me approach, and their eyes widen at my facial expression, which I'm sure is doused in anger.
"Kayla, what are you doi-" Clarke gets cut off as my fist connects with her face.
I don't give her any time to react as my other fist is already in route to her face, when a hand grab mines and pins it behind my back.
"Calm down, Sky Girl" Lexa tries to calm me down, but I'm just as angry at her as I am at Clarke, and I'm not in the mood for talking.
I grab her arm and hip toss her over my shoulder as she lands on her back, but quickly gets up, her face showing calmness as she faces me.
"I see you're not in the talking mood" she says to me, but I don't respond, just crack my neck twice and begin charging at her. I jump up and attempt a roundhouse kick at her, but she dodges it, by ducking under, while grabbing my legs and, using my momentum, swinging me into a tree.
I brush off the stars dancing my vision and get up, much angrier than I just was.
"Give up, this is a fight you cannot win, especially while still hurt" Lexa says to me again.
"Oh I think I'll be just fine" I say to her before charging again. This time I throw fist at her, which she dodges easily. I continue attacking, watching her as she moves gracefully around me. She finally goes to throw a punch, which I don't dodge. She sees this as an opening and goes on full attack mode, which I make no move to block as I let her bring her her arsenal of moves on me. Finally she swipes my feet out from under me as she pins me down, thinking she has me beat.
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