Have we met before? She asked herself in the post apocalyptic world, she could have sworn, those green eyes looked familiar as if she had met her before in another life. Clarke shook her head "Weapons down!" Her voice commanded her small town of Maine, the whole town was enclosed, and well protected. Octavia, her personal guard as well as close friend stood beside her, while Raven her advisor as well as close friend was on her left "They need help, Clarke." The blonde already knew they needed the help but she was waiting on the okay from her advisor then looked to her personal guard who merely nodded. "Open the gates." She told Bellamy who was the second head of their guard, the first was Octavia, she met them at the front of the gate with Octavia and Raven right at her side. "I'm Clarke, this is Octavia and Raven, if you may follow me and please don't point your weapons at anyone." (So this doesn't tie in with my other story at all but this is basically a what if they had met again in a different life but with time to have consumed their feelings. It just came to me so I had to write it.)

The story focuses on Clarke as she deals with the consequences that followed the defeat of the mountain men. She tries to get far from all pain, but her journey gives her an opportunity to learn a little more about the grounders. She discovers how much she knows very little about them, and tries her best to understand as she is slowly led to the last person she expected to see. You may follow the story here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11226635/1/Wounds-and-Scars

graphic novel with written worded descripition under it CLARKE & LEXA Story CLEXA inspired by The 100 series tv and crossover Star Wars saga

Tears spill over my eyes as I push the knife further into his back. I didn't want to do this. I had to do this. "This is how we survive," I say to myself. "This...is how we survive," ♾♾♾ How far would you go to survive? ♾♾♾ Book 1 -> Book 2: Until We Go Down (The 100 Fanfic)

The struggle is evident in Clarke's eyes as she watches the screen. She didn't want to do this. None of us did. I take her wrist gently. "Let me," She hesitates for a moment before pulling her hand away. I look at Monty who waits patiently with our decision weighing down on his shoulders. I look up at the computers. Our friends, our family- they all plead for help. 'Do what you have to do,' my inner thoughts shout at me, 'before it's too late!' I close my eyes. 'I'm sorry,' ♾♾♾ What would you do to save your people? ♾♾♾ Book 2 -> Book 1: Game of Survival (The 100 Fanfic)

A Clexa Story about everyone on the arc landing on earth when lexa is fifteen and Clarke thirteen. Lexa isn't Commander.

Lexa: I'm not dead. I'm not. I'm locked in this stupid cell! Cersei thinks she can contain me, thinks the throne is hers. Well, it's not. I'm getting out of here... but how? Winter is coming. The fight for the Iron Throne is rising with the Heda dead, though it is the least of our problems with a death wave on the horizon. Those on the Ark are the only ones safe, safe in space from War and The Apocalypse. The death wave is coming and the Coalition is falling apart. But somehow, we will survive.

Clexa Fanfic. Not Mine. Belongs to alittlesoulcarryingacorpse on Archive of Our Own.

Post 2x16. Not wrote by me, wrote by Buttercup12490

Alicia Clark is seventeen years old, a senior in high-school. She would have went to college, but that changed when the Apocalypse started, not to mention the family drama that is going on and the loss of her boyfriend. Now she travels around with her dysfunctional family. Elyza Lex, twenty, ex-marine. Lost the ones she loved to the out break, including her bitch of a girlfriend, she doesn't talk about it. She wonders alone with her double barrel shotgun named Commander, along with her dual revolvers, Ebony and Ivory. She rides around town on her bike zooming past zombies and taking off heads. (This story does not follow the show, Fear the Walking Dead, if you don't like the thought of Elyza Lex or don't even know who it is this is not the book for you.)