fire meets ice [clexa edition] plus UpDate

chapter 1

A/N okay so if you follow me, and have read my storys you would know i deleted them. I have them in my drafts, but still thinking if i should post them. PLEASE PAY ATTENTION.

If you are reading this and have an idea of how to enhance this story then you can have it. I am just writing the first chapter, hoping that somone will want it and write the rest. Also if you want many of yous can take the first chapter and write the rest on how you feel. If you do please give chapter one credit to me, because i am the one who wrote it. Thank you and i hope you enjoy.

Story plot: clarke and lexa both have powers. Lexa is the queen of polis and clarke the queen of azgeda.

Author of chapter: lexadeservedclarke

Chapters: 1

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It was just about sun down when clarke decided to take a nap. The dark sky is full of stars, and the moon shines bright. And yet still no sleep. Finally clarke decided just to lay on her back. She looks out the tall window of her bedroom, watching the snow fall hard. She sighs bringing her hand to eye level and with a snap of her fingers a snow flake appears. She smiles tossing the perfect snow flake from one finger to the other. The colors of cold blue and shocking white brings a calmness too her heart.

Clarkes turns to the right when she hears a knock at the door.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"Excuse me Wanheda, but The scouts are back." Clarke hears her mentor marcus say.

"Come in." Clarke sits up, crossing her legs. marcus steps into the room and by the look of his troubled face something was wrong.

Clarke in hails and exhales deeply. "Spit it out kane." Marcus steps more into the room standing infront of her. Eyes glued to the ground.

"four more warrior's dead, clarke." Clarke tightens her jaw. She can feel her heart in her stomach. Her body even colder then before. Clarke knew it must have been they're most important warrior's, because marcus used her name. Marcus along with the rest of her people and servents have never called clarke by her name. It was always Wanheda. Marcus on the other hand only said it when it was important.

"Set up the meeting chambers. Call the family of those we have lost. Light the fire." Marcus agrees and steps out of the room immediately.

Clarke looks to the ground and sighs once more. This is the 4th time this week that she has had to announce death. She knew everyday the mothers and children of azgeda were terrified for there loved ones. She shared the burden with them. And boy was it alot.

The servents, warrior's and familys of the departed stand watching clarke upon her throne. Clarke can feel what felt like a ball trapped in her throat, yet again Being the bear of bad news.

"Yet again i stand here. Yet again our hearts are aching. Please understand i do not take pleasure in this. I say these words with a heavy heart, mind, body and soul." She takes a deep breath when she turns her head to the four men whose bodys lay day apon the alter. They are covers in cloths so they will not be revealed yet. She looks back over to the crowed.

"Will the wifes of Joseph, kyle, Thomas and finn step Foward." That last name. That last name broke her. Finn was the husband of one of clarkes closets friends. Raven. Raven was just a servent girl. Known to be the wife of finn the warrior. But when clarke notice that raven had special skills in operating machinery she quickly gave raven a much more important job.

She hears the wife's and children of the men cry. Some just shed a tear and bow they're heads in respect, knowing they're husbands went out like a warrior.