Welcome to my new fic. This will be a multi chapter, 100 universe fic.

Need to know:

The kiss never happened.

Clarke has some serious denial issues going on.

This fic is a Clexa fic.

I love reviews. Reviews are the reward we get, not for writing, but for sharing our stories:-)

Chapter One

'We eliminated the Mountain and we can eliminate the other Grounders too,' Abby banged a hand on the table to emphasize her point. Bellamy couldn't believe the words the crazy woman was muttering - did she want to doom them all?

'You didn't eliminate anyone,' Bellamy argued forcefully and Kane looked between he and Abby.

'We will never be safe on earth so long as the Grounders are out there and being led by that...that child!' Abby shouted to emphasize her point.

'You can't seriously be thinking what I think you are?'

'I'm thinking that we take responsibility for our people and their safety.'

'The same way that our ancestors did?' Bellamy knew his disgust was evident. The council was officially crazy.

'We have a chance to end the madness of earth,' Abby insisted. 'To start again.'

'She makes a point. The Grounders aren't civilized. They're brutal and savage and the Commander rules through tyranny,' Kane argued and Abby shot him a look of appreciation.

'I'm not the commanders biggest fan but even I wouldn't call it tyranny,' Bellamy began but Abby jumped in,

'And what would you call it? She betrayed an alliance and ran away. She killed her guard tied to a log, with a thousand cuts to his body and a brutal beheading. She rules with tyranny.'

'Are you actually interested in what I think?' Bellamy seethed.

'We have the means to end them now we've taken the mountain,' Abby turned to Kane, Jaha and the others who nodded.

'Perhaps we should issue an ultimatum?' Jaha proposed and Bellamy saw red,

'You're going to kill us all,' he told them all darkly, 'and Clarke, she'd not thank you for destroying her efforts for peace.'

'This will bring peace,' Abby told him. 'And we'll hold the power. Our people can live in peace.'

'Fuck this,' Bellamy stormed out of the Ark and headed straight to where Raven, Octavia, Lincoln and Miller were sat. He glanced over at Monroe, Monty, Jasper and Harper but was relieved that they were engrossed in conversation. What he had to say would have to be need to know.

'Bell what happened?' Octavia stared at him.

'We need to go find Clarke before the council kills us all,' he growled darkly. Lincoln frowned and Raven looked like she was about to say something loudly, 'keep yourselves quiet,' he sat down and for a few minutes stoked the fire with a stick. 'They're talking of going to war with the Grounders,' he didn't quite manage trying to sound as if he were talking about the weather, but he kept his tone neutral. Raven did not,

'They want to fucking die?' she asked, 'what's the big plan? Kill them all with a nuclear bomb, I mean that went so well the last time.'

'Look, we have to do something. We need to find Clarke, keep an ear to the ground here, make sure we stay in the loop and we need to warn the Grounders. I'm figuring the best way to do that without starting a war is to get Clarke to go to Lexa.'

'Lexa betrayed Clarke,' Raven's voice was low.

'Because she did what was best for her people. Don't get me wrong, you know how I feel about what she did and what that meant Clarke had to do, but if we want to stop the second apocalypse we're going to need help,' Bellamy leaned in.

'So what do we do?' there was no hesitation in the faces around him and as Octavia asked the question the others nodded.

'I have to stay here,' he didn't look best pleased. 'I need to stay in on the council meetings and I need to try and be the voice of reason. Lincoln, you have the best reason to leave. You and Octavia?'

'You can't be serious? They're considered traitors,' Miller stared at Bellamy. 'The Grounders may target them.'

'We'll do it,' Lincoln didn't hesitate and Bellamy felt a surge of pride at his sister's firm nod. 'When should we leave?'

'Now,' Bellamy answered quickly, the fear in the pit of his stomach increasing with every moment. 'Raven, can you pack them decent radio's? We can communicate by morse code if we need to, just send clicks with the button.'

'Ok,' Raven nodded.

'We'll go pack,' Lincoln stood and headed off, though Octavia hesitated.

'Be safe O,' Bellamy took her hand and she nodded.

'Where do we look Bell? If anyone knows where she might be, it's you.'

'Beyond Mount Weather is my best guess.'

'Ok,' Octavia nodded and kissed her brother's cheek, 'you stay safe too. And keep us all safe.'

Clarke hid behind the tree with her knife at the ready.

'I know you're there,' she called clearly. 'If you're going to kill me, you can go ahead and try.'

'Clarke,' Octavia called.

'Octavia?' Clarke's posture relaxed but not entirely, her knife still held in anticipation of attack.

'We've been looking for you,' Octavia stepped into the clearing where Clarke had been living, if the small fire and various items were anything to go by.

'I haven't been hiding.'

'You ran away,' Octavia all but accused, and Lincoln lay a restraining arm on her.

'I did not run away from my actions,' Clarke glared at her, 'I chose to take time to honour those I killed.'

'To honour them?' Octavia scoffed, 'you've been taking time to honour those you allowed to die in TonDC?'

'I will not apologize for what was done there, or at the Mountain. Saving people and ending tyranny has always had a price and those people paid it for all of you. I took the burden of their deaths and you should be thanking me,' Clarke took a step in Octavia's direction. Neither Octavia or Lincoln faltered.

'Thanking you for saving our people with the death of others?' Octavia emphasized the irony.

'Are you dishonouring the dead? Are you trying to suggest that their deaths were not noble? Their deaths were fortunately necessary and they died to save us all. The mountain would have killed everyone of our people. The mountain had killed tens of thousands of Lincoln's people. Each death that allowed the destruction of the mountain was the death of honour, because it ended the horror.'

'I don't speak ill of the dead, you know that,' Octavia huffed.

'But you seek to judge me for the decisions I made,' Clarke's expression was hard.

'Yes I judge you,' Octavia yelled, 'you could have saved the people of TonDC.'

'And I would have done,' Clarke spoke boldly, and took another step in Octavia's direction, her expression so fierce that Octavia faltered, just slightly before steeling herself. 'But if I had saved those people then the Mountain would not have fallen. Bellamy would be dead. Our friends would be dead. The thousand Grounders inside the mountain would be dead. We would be living in fear and fighting a war with the mountain that we could not win. With our bone marrow they could have left the mountain and they would. They would have taken us all and annihilated the Grounders to take the earth for themselves. So yes I let them die.'

'Ok,' Octavia blinked several times as Clarke's words sunk in, the irony not lost on the Skai warrior that Clarke was speaking of those who wished to take the earth.

'Now you have come to find me. What do you want?'

'We need you to come lead our people,' Octavia stated and Clarke laughed,

'You came to judge me for the deaths I have caused and then to ask me to lead? I think you aught to sort yourself out Octavia.'

'Look, you did save my brother, and he's been on the council. They plan to take out the Grounders with the mountains missiles. They plan to take the earth for themselves.'

'My mother plans to destroy a civilization?' Clarke's face was in Octavia's, her eyes furious under her furrowed brow.

'Bellamy is undercover for now, though they know he's loyal to you. He will be our ears inside until he finds someone better, but we cannot allow them to follow through with this Clarke. We can't.'

'Start at the beginning,' Clarke huffed.

'They want to take over the mountain. They plan to move our people there. Bellamy is the only one of us with any access to information at the moment but he was so shocked he tried to talk them out of it, so I don't know for how long we'll know their plans. Your mother talked about ending the tyranny and savagery of the ground and essentially starting again.'

'She wants to blow the earth to pieces to end savagery?' Clarke crossed her arms over her chest.

'That is her plan,' Octavia nodded and watched as blond hair whirled around and Clarke began stuffing things into a bag, each movement jerky with her anger.

'I will end her before I allow that to happen,' Clarke stood tall and Octavia couldn't help but be impressed. She looked to Lincoln who had a similar expression on his face. Octavia watched as Clarke gave a low whistle and turned to stare where the sound of movements came through the forest. Her eyes widened at the sight of the beast before her, a tall, imposing black horse. Clarke patted his neck and shoved a foot in the stirrup before swinging herself onto his back.

'Where did you get the horse?' Octavia asked in obvious awe.

'I know how to trade,' Clarke shrugged. 'Not all despise me for my actions and I needed a horse. People are thankful. I would not take advantage but if they wish to trade healing for a horse then I will not say no.'

'He's beautiful.'

'Yes,' Clarke nodded, 'but he cannot carry three.'

'You take Octavia and I will head to find Indra.'

'We will meet you in TonDC. Ensure they fetch Lexa immediately from wherever she is. We will be there as soon as I have spoken to my mother.'

'Sha Skaiprisa,' Lincoln bowed his head and Octavia stared at him in shock,

'Lincoln it's Clarke,' her gaze flicked between the two of them as she wondered at Lincoln's use of a title meant.

'Clarke saved me and my people,' Lincoln announced before squeezing Octavia's hand and heading off.

'Come,' Clarke held out a hand and pulled Octavia onto the horse behind her.

The guards aimed their guns as Clarke rode up to the gate,

'Open the gates,' she shouted loudly and apparently someone recognized her as the gates were slowly opened. Clarke slid from the horse and then helped Octavia down. Octavia watched as her once friend released the animal without tying it up or bringing it into camp. She then strode with purpose towards the meeting room.

'Send the council to meet with me,' she barked to the approaching guards and when her eyes found Bellamy's she willed him to understand everything she couldn't say - that she was glad he was ok and relieved he had alerted her to the situation. His curt nod let her know that he did.

'So you're back, Princess,' he stated and she nodded,

'Apparently you people think you're going to blow up the world in order to control it,' she shot him a sideways look.

'Come on now, the idea has merit,' he shot her one back sarcastically and then hugged her tightly, breathing whispered words into her ear, 'we need someone else to be undercover, as they know I'm loyal to you. Raven has offered given her relationship with your mother. She's been angry and outspoken against the Grounders. I either leave with you today or I'll follow soon,' he released her.

'Got it. And thanks,' she flashed him a smile.

'It's nice to see you back princess. We missed you.'

'We?'

'Those that would fight this agenda.'

'Great.'

'Clarke,' Abby Griffin burst into the room, arms outstretched but Clarke physically spurned her affection and instead stood, hands on hips and yelled,

'You would blow the world to pieces for power?' she asked, her voice dangerous. Abby's expression hardened,

'Like my daughter I will do what is necessary for the survival of my people.'

'So instead of seeking an alliance which would surely be granted, you seek to obliterate, to cause death to those that do not fight you?'

'The Grounders are savages. We all witnessed what they are capable of and what an alliance means to them. They do not keep their word and they are violent.'

'You are the one that plans war,' Clarke pointed out, aware of Bellamy, Octavia and the other council members standing and watching the two of them. She acknowledged that Raven had entered with her mother and nodded along when her mother spoke, nothing too supportive but a general agreement being made. Bellamy was right of course - no one would believe that he would go against Clarke. They were a team and even when he didn't entirely agree Bellamy was known to back her up.

'I plan to help the earth start anew. We need to bring civilization to the people here.'

'Through the savagery of war?' Clarke asked and she saw the faltering in Kane's mask even if her mother did not. She stored the information to be used if these talks did not halt her mother's insanity.

'The council and I have spoken. We destroyed the mountain, and we can destroy the remaining Grounders. We will then be able to live in peace. There can be no peace while they exist. We have seen their ways and we do not wish to live that way. And with the mountains technology we can get rid of this threat with no blood shed,' Abby stared at her.

'This is an unprecedented opportunity to create the life on earth we dreamed of, back when we believed no one lived down here.'

'But people do live down here and it is their planet as much as ours, more so perhaps. And let me remind you,' she stepped closer to her mother, her words low and full of seething anger. 'When you say there will be no bloodshed you speak of the blood of our people. You would take a hundred thousand lives which is more blood than I can imagine. If you choose to wage this war you will take my blood also, unless I manage to take yours before hand. This is your last chance.'

'My last chance?' Abby stared at her daughter momentarily confused. 'What do you mean?'

'I mean that if you want a war, then you have one. I will fight against you and for the twelve clans and if you choose to eliminate us all with your bombs then you eliminate me.'

'You cannot be serious,' Abby scoffed, 'you are a child and you have no idea what you're saying.'

'I know exactly what I'm saying.'

'The people are loyal to their chancellor,' Abby stood taller, 'and I will arrest you Clarke, make no mistake, if it means I save you from yourself.'

'I'd like to see you try,' Clarke glowered.

'Guards,' Abby nodded to the guards behind Clarke and Bellamy but to Clarke's surprise they merely stepped up behind her and raised their guns at her mother. Clarke was pleased that she managed to not let her surprise show on her face, and merely drew the dagger from her jacket pocket, and rested it at her side,

'We will leave, but if we are forced to leave then we leave as your enemies.'

'You would start a civil war, for them?' Jaha stared at her as if she were a mad person.

'I would start a civil war for us,' she declared, 'we have no hope on this planet if we choose to annihilate rather than negotiate.' Again something flickered in Kane's expression, though he did a better job of hiding it.

'The mountain is ours,' her mother declared.

'You think I fear the mountain?' Clarke stepped forward angrily, her dagger slicing the air between them, 'I do not fear a place that houses the bodies of those I have killed. Each body, each spirit drives my decision to fight you over this.'

'You realize that you are threatening your mother?'

'And you are threatening your child.'

'Without Raven or Monty you cannot hope to disable the mountain and Raven agrees with me,' Abby stared her daughter down. Clarke looked to Raven who gave a shrug,

'Sorry Clarke, but your mom's right.'

'Monty would never side against me,' Clarke announced and saw something in her mother's eyes, 'but you arrested him the second I came into camp, right?'

Her mother just shrugged. 'People need the protection of this fence, of the gate and you're deluded if you think anyone will leave with you.'

'We shall see,' Clarke stormed and turned and headed outside, flanked by Bellamy and four guards who were apparently onside. She looked to Bellamy and he held out a hand, assisting her climb onto some crates. 'People of the Ark,' she yelled and then Octavia whistled loudly, the people stopping what they were doing and turning to face her. She saw her mother and the other council members stood in the shadows watching her, 'the council plan to start war with the Grounders. They will tell you your blood won't be shed. But the Grounders survived a nuclear war, they've survived bombs and wars and a radiation soaked earth. The council would try and bomb them out of existence but they will come. They will come and they will kill you for the blood you have taken. Even if you do not fear death you should fear the desire to kill all people so ours can claim the blood soaked soil. I will fight the council. I will fight my own mother because this is wrong. This is their earth and ours and we should not take through force. Join our fight. You may die if you fight with us but it would be a noble death that sought to prevent tyranny and murder.'

She stared at her silent people and then jumped down from the crates and turned for the gates. She marched towards them, hearing movement behind her. She did not turn, would not, so it was unknown to her that just over a quarter of the people of the Ark were behind her. The guards made no move to open the gates and she nodded to her guards who drew their guns.

'Would you like the battle to occur right here, right now? I assure you that despite our lack of weapons we would win.'

There was silence,

'Open the gates,' she yelled at length and pointed her dagger at one man in particular, one whom she had seen weakness in, one whom she had once fixed up in the medical bay. There was a moment of indecision and then the gates were being opened. In a display of power Clarke didn't recognize herself she whistled and her horse appeared from the forest and in one fluid movement she was seated upon it. At once she turned the beast and assessed those who had followed her. She moved the horse through her people until she was before an old lady. 'Help her up Bell,' she knew he would have followed and a moment later the lady was seated behind her. 'Hold on,' she patted the frail arms that wound around her. 'We must ride ahead of the people,' she spoke to Bellamy. 'Ensure that the village is prepared to receive them.'

'You go,' Bellamy nodded.

'Keep them safe. They won't attack us now but we are at war. If you are met or attacked by any Trikru say you seek asylum and that Indra and the Commander will be expecting you. I hope that I will manage to ensure no such meeting occurs.'

'Ok, well done in there Clarke.'

'And you. Speak to no one but Octavia, Miller, Lincoln and me for now.'

'You got it,' he nodded.