Warrior ⚔️ Bellamy Blake

ONE

She grabbed onto her sword tightly and turned it in her hands as she circled the girl in front of her. She watched her every move carefully; inspecting her tactics. The girl before her was too impatient and swung her sword first. Emori was quick to counter the attack and push the girl back. Not realizing the mistake that the girl had done she swung her sword once more as Emori ducked quickly. Now she knew; every time the girl swung her sword she took a step forward with her left foot. This could be used as an advantage for her.

The girl swung her sword again, but Emori already saw it coming as she ducked and swung her foot to hit the girls left one. The girl was thrown onto her back as a loud yelp came out of her mouth. She tried to quickly get up and grab her sword, but Emori was faster as she kicked her opponent's sword away and punched her cheek.

The girls head flew to the side from the impact. She spit out some blood before turning her gaze back to Emori and scowled at her.

The girl then threw her arms out to grab onto Emori's head and caught her off guard as she head-butted her. Emori collapsed onto the floor holding her head in pain. The girl stood up and spit the blood that had accumulated in her mouth out, before stalking over to her fallen sword. Emori rolled over to her side and tried to get up, but her vision only blurred more as she forced her muscles to move. The girl picked up the sword and turned to Emori; a smirk growing on her features.

"Krei dison laik famous gona gon jus (so this is the famous warrior of blood)" she spat out. Emori finally stood up and faced her opponent. She tried to ignore the feeling of dizziness that was consuming her as she faced the Azgeda soldier. "Ai na frag op Yu (I will kill you)" Emori spoke for the first time since the start of the fight. Finally, the girl snapped and lunged for Emori her sword swinging in front of her. Emori took a step to the right and ducked before grabbing onto the girl's waist and pushing with all her might.

Both fighters fell to the floor one trying to gain control of the other. Somehow, Emori had gotten the upper hand and was able to pin the girl under her. Emori punched the girl in her face again and again, until the sound of bone cracking was heard. The girl's body fell limb as she drifted off into unconsciousness. Emori breathed in as she stood up from the floor and grabbed her fallen sword. She stalked over to the unconscious girl and then looked up at her Heda who had been watching intently.

Emori then looked at her audience. Most of the clans were there, but the only ones who looked angry were the northern tribe. Emori almost rolled her eyes at their faces. What did they expect, they always lost to trikru.

"Ai badan op Heda. Ai laik em gona gon jus. Those chon dare gyon au gon em na wan op gon Ai sword (I serve the commander. I am her warrior of blood. Those who dare go against her will die at my sword)." Emori spoke with determination as she addressed the people around her.

Once she knew her point had gotten across, in order to make sure they understood her completely, Emori looked down at the Azgeda soldier. "Yu gonplei ste odon (Your fight is over)" she whispered before driving her sword through the girl's chest.

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"ena don dula emori (well done Emori)" Lexa said as she walked over to Emori. "Your fights never seem to stop amazing me." Emori smiled at Lexa before pulling the girl into a hug.

"I learned from the best." Emori's voice was soft. Of course she learned from the best. She trained with Lexa ever since she was little and because most night-blood's are trained to kill all Emori knew was how to expertly and quickly win against her opponent.

"Well you should rest now. Tomorrow we will discuss further plans for the coalition." Lexa walked away while Emori stared at her retreating figure. She was almost ready to run back to her Heda and tell her that she was actually not tired, but that would be a lie. Emori spent all night training, and in the mornings she was usually busy with Anya.

As Emori gave Lexa one more fleeting glance she sighed and walked towards her hut.

Emori spent years after her parents death wanting revenge on every Azgeda member especially the Queen herself. The Queen spent her entire life fighting the coalition and what it stood for, but after she lost the war she had no other choice. She gave up and lost her reign. From time to time rogue Azgeda soldiers, who Emori personally likes to think are actually loyal to the Queen, find ways to go against Trikru and the coalition. When these soldiers are caught they're placed in fighting matches with the bravest Trikru soldiers. If they win they get to live another day, but if Trikru wins; they die.

Emori laid back in her bed looking up at the ceiling. As she stared up at the many drawings she had done she began to doze off. She looked to the drawing on the far right of her ceiling to see an image of her parents. It wasn't as detailed because she was so young when she last saw them, but it was the only thing that kept her connected to them.

"I will avenge your deaths. I promise."

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lucy's notes
hey guys i hope you enjoyed the first chapter. i wanted you guys to know that this book took a lot of thinking and guiding from one of those online "connect to your character" websites. i honestly love Emori she is the definition of just complete bravery. i can't wait to keep developing her character and watching her feelings unfold with the delinquents. i hope you guys love her as much as i do and i can't wait for you guys to see her completely come to life. So i wrote this chapter before season 5 came out and i realized that the fight pits from wonkru is just like what's happening in this chapter and i was really excited because i always wanted to see something like that on the show.

some quick info... updates for this book will try to be every Monday or Tuesday.

also everyone stay healthy and safe from whatever impending zombie apocalypse will soon transpire.

-L