Grounders and Arkadians are warring clans living in the same vicinity. What happens when Clarke, a young prisoner is sent to Trigeda to kill the rival Commander, and ends up falling in love. Does she kill the Heda and earn her freedom, or does she betray her friends and family and fall in love with the young girl with eyes the colour of the forest.

The life of a fallen warrior.

An alternative telling of The 100 story. Clarke Kom Skaikru is born of the Earth, a warrior who's ancestors once dwelt amongst the stars. Skaikru have lived on the ground for the past fifty years, seeking a balance with those who survived a nuclear apocalypse. These Twelve Clans of warriors have been leaderless for the past twenty years, their Commander missing in battle. Some mysteries refuse to stay hidden and some destinies call out to be fulfilled. At the centre of it all a sinister tale unfolds, along with a love story of two warriors from different clans, who would fight and die for each other.

Clarke left Camp Jaha and walked off into the wilderness. Three months she struggled to survive on her own until she met someone, who took her in and was willing to give her a home. But on Clarke's journey of finding out who she was and where she belonged, she met Lexa and her emotions started to distract her. As she was forced to stay with either Lexa or Lexa's greatest enemy in order to survive she was close to losing her mind. Unknowing of what was really happening around her and of what big thing she had started , Clarke tried to do what she had always done. She did what's best for her people. But who exactly were her people? ••●•• •This fanfiction and season three pick up three months after Clarke left Camp Jaha •The 100 (Clexa) fanfiction • I do not own most of the characters