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IN A BLUR, trees passed by the rover as Clarke sped to get far, far away from that mothership. The ship had an eerie feeling about it that Falo did not like one bit. If it was Raven and the others it would be so much better, but Falo honestly didn't think they'd had found something called an Eligius. As far as they knew a day ago, the Ark was the only floating ship in space, or so they thought.
Falo kept her eyes straight ahead as whispers filled her head again. Every now and then the whispers came back and told her to kill Clarke and Madi, yet she always resisted. Falo confided in Clarke one night about the whispers and asked her what to do. All Clarke said was to resist and never give in, Falo agreed to that, of course.
The brunette Trikru girl glanced at the side-view mirror, her heart strumming against her chest. There was no sign of those invaders, but she was still paranoid they were following directly behind them or even way above them in the sky. It was horrifying to say the least.
After seeing that ship, Falo knew they had to stop at nothing to protect their little girl from harm's way. They were going to drive out the invader in order for Madi to live a good, peaceful life without being on the brink of war.
Madi who was fear stricken finally spoke up to get answers. "Who are they? Why are you so scared?"
Clarke wetted her lips. "I will not let anything happen to you. Do you understand?"
"Neither will I." Falo promised, keeping her eyes on the road.
Madi frowned. "They could be friendly." she shrugged.
"Maybe," Clarke muttered. "Look, until I figure this out, I want you to hide in your secret spot."
"No, Clarke-" Madi protested.
Clarke cut her off. "This is not up for discussion, Madi!" the rover rolled into a certain familiar spot. "The Flamekeeper scouts never found you there. Neither will they." Clarke slammed on the breaks. "Promise me you'll stay in the hole." she urged Madi.
"What about you and Falo?" Madi asked, a grim expression washed over her pale face.
Falo cupped the girl's face. "We'll be back as soon as we possibly can," she sighed. "Now promise us you'll stay in that hole."
"I promise." Madi sniffled, her hands on Falo's for she did not want Falo to remove them off her face in case this might be the last time they saw each other.
Clarke pulled her handgun from her waistband. "Here," she turned the gun over to Madi, while Falo let Madi go. "If you shoot, they'll hear you."
