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Chapter One
by CommanderClexa
Heat surrounded her body as the room she sat in began to shake. The turbulence of her current flight was nothing she could have prepared herself for. Not even her 24 hour notice was enough to come to terms with her situation. Yet all she could think was that she had saved a life. The piercing bracelet on her right wrist was enough to centre her on this thought alone, whilst the watch on her left hand reminded her of the life she had saved. Her father.
Clarke Griffin sat inside an escape pod currently on her way to earth. All because of events that were not under her control. Her father had found a flaw in her home ships oxygen system. The Ark was dying and their was nothing anyone could do about it. Yet her father, Jake Griffin, decided that the people deserved to know. That together they could all work together and survive. However the high council and the chancellor, Thelonius Jaha, disagreed with his plans. Instead they charged Jake with high treason and locked him up ready to float.
Agreeing with her fathers plans, Jake’s daughter, one of the only omega’s on the Ark, fought for his life and made a proposition to the high council. She would make the perilous journey to the ground and determine whether the earth is survivable. On the condition that her fathers life was spared. Obviously the Alphas of the council all saw the proposition as a challenge from a weak omega and thought it just one less wanton omega they had to deal with. After all Less omegas resulted in less pup litters, which everyone knew were illegal on the Ark. This all explains the situation Clarke found herself in, 24 hours later. On her way, down to the ground, in a space pod that has not been active for over 97 years. Basically it was one old rusty space bucket and Clarke’s life depended on its ability to work.
The parachutes deployed on time as hoped and the ride began to smooth after the initial jolt that came with the rapid reduction in speed. Yet as Clarke began to count her limbs they were all present and apart from a few small bumps and bruises she appeared to be in the clear. Her pod however, was still rapidly falling to the ground and from the little view Clarke had, it was heading straight for the forest below. Before the pod even had a chance to crash Clarke’s view went black.
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“Heda! The sky is falling! Quick, come quick!” A resting guard shouted as the Commanders army slept at their makeshift camp, halfway between Polis and TonDC.
Running out of her tent the Commander stood in awe as she saw what looked like a large shooting star. However rather than burning off and disappearing the star appeared to continue on towards the ground. Flames surrounded the object that was falling when suddenly it slowed rapidly and the object released, what seemed to be, some kind of material. The ground shuck as the object appeared to crash. It landed close.
Lexa had heard the stories of how the original alpha, Becca Bromheda, arrived in such away almost 100 years ago and her heart leapt. What if there was another alpha in there, waiting to challenge her. She had to go before they had time to strengthen themselves after such a crash. She would not allow some foreign alpha to take over her coalition.
Quickly running back inside her tent the Commander returned minutes later fully changed with weapons on her back. “I must go scout the surrounding area. Ensure the rest of the party gets to TonDC and soon. We do not know if this is another Maunon trick. I will meet you there after I have determined the threat level.”
Before any guards could protest her doing such a dangerous task, their leader was on a horse and shooting through the camp heading towards the object.
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Awakening from her slumber, her surroundings were dark. There was limited light shining down, provided by the crescent moon glowing above. It was beautiful. However the air was cold and damp as it seemed her ship had a hole straight down the side due to surrounding trees. The smells surrounding her were like nothing she had ever encountered before, so fresh and extraordinary. As she slowly became accustomed to the scents around her Clarke soon conned in on one particular scent. It was strong and musky. Something she couldn't have even imagined smelling before. It was intoxicating, yet also reminded her of home. Of her mother. Alpha.
Clarke knew that whoever was out there must be strong for her to distinctly realise the scent. She also knew that if this alpha was anything like the ones on the Ark, she could be in some trouble. Omegas by themselves were vulnerable and weak. They were easy prey for an alpha. An right now Clarke felt like a sitting duck.
Moving swiftly Clarke grabbed what she could find in the ship that she thought may be useful and jumped out of the ship to the ground. Looking around Clarke on shaking legs began to turn and run in the opposite direction she thought the scent was drifting from. Her sprint however was useless as mere minutes later she could hear the light footfalls of a wolf beside her. Looking to her right she could see it. A large black alpha wolf lightly jogging to keep up with her. However rather than feel threatened, the omega couldn't help but laugh. She stopped slowly as she truly looked at the wolf and saw the curiosity in its powerful green eyes. The wolf came to a halt also and simply sat in front of the omega waiting. Almost as if sizing up the blonde themselves.
After a few minutes of both staring at each other the wolf stood and crept closer sniffing the blonde intensely before progressing to licking the omega in excitement. Clarke felt more confused than she ever had before. Everything she had ever learnt at school was that Alpha could not control themselves, especially in wolf form. Hence why the Ark provided the population with implants to prevent heats and ruts. Clarke had always been able to feel her wolf beneath her skin but never actually able to release it. She merely presumed the Ark had gone too long and not been able to connect due to the lack of connection with the earth. Yet right now, her wolf was overjoyed for some reason. Desperately trying to break free or at least push Clarke closer to the stranger currently licking her face.
“Wait. Stop… who are you? Why do you smell so good?” Clarke questions as she really takes in the situation. The wolf however did as she asked and took a seat in front of her with her head tilted also in confusion. Slowly the wolf began to shift, revealing a beautiful brunette completely naked sat like a dog with everything on display in front.
Quickly diverting her eyes Clarke began to sweat thinking about how beautiful the women in front of her was. She doesn't think she’d ever seen someone so beautiful and her scent was even more intoxicating in human form.
“You speak gonasleng?” The brunette questioned curiosity covering ever inch of her body.
“Gonas- what? I’m sorry I’ve just had a really long journey and I don't know why but you just smell so amazing.” The blonde blurted before she could think. The Alpha however just smirked in confidence.
“Yu Laik ain. We are to be one. My Omega.” The alpha states confidently as she stands to get a clearer view of her true mate.
“Excuse me, but I am no ones Omega. I am Clarke Griffin and I am my own person. I am not an object to be owned. No matter how good that Alpha may smell.” Clarke huffed as she began to turn ready to walk away from the naked woman.
“I meant no offence but it is inevitable Klark kom Skaikru. We are true mates after all.” The women stated with such ease.