Why? (A The 100 rewrite ) Basically how I would have written it after season 2

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Flashback Lexa P.O.V

It had been nearly 4 weeks since Lexa had betrayed Clarke and Skaikru. She kept telling herself it was for her people but she didn't believe even her own words. She felt guilty it was her biggest reject and yet Indra kept telling her she was strong to make that decision. Lexa liked Clarke she really did she liked Skikru she knew they were strong but she betrayed them out of pure interest for her people. And now her people call Clarke Wanheda the commander of death. Because she was left there and then all of a sudden her people were out and all of the mountain men were dead. She commanded their death.

Lexa was strolling through the tree's by herself she knew she should have a guard or something around her. But she didn't want to,  she didn't want to look her people in the eye the people she betrayed for. Some of them were not worthy and should have died but Trikru wanted their sins to be released because of what they suffered from. She was the commander but she didn't want to die so young either. It wasn't that she was scared of death it was she was scared of not having enough time to apologise to Clarke.

"Heda you shouldn't be out here by yourself," Indra said walking behind her.

Lexa grabbed for the sword on her side when the voice startled her but when she turned to see it was indeed Indra she let her grip slide.

Lexa looked at  Indra then up to the sky, the sun was setting making a beautiful orangey blue colour star started to come out and the breeze was cool.

"I want to send scouts out to look for Clarke," she stated trying to hide her desperation. 

Sightings of her in the woods were common these days and most stayed clear. She left Arkadia she knew that much from the scouts she set around their town.

"You won't be able to convince people to try their hardest if you don't give a reason," Indra said.

"Fine put a kill order, but I want her here unharmed say I'll kill her myself," Lexa growled staring intently at Indra.

Indra stiffened a little but nodded her head, "Come Heda let's take you back," she said before they both started walking back to Polis.

End of flashback Clarke POV 

"Finally didn't think it would take you that long," Clarke said standing up and brushing herself off.

She turned around and glared at Lexa, "we had our deal now let us go in peace," she said sternly but the grin was clearly plastered along her face, luckily she has turned around so no one else could see it.

"Yes but I also another idea in mind, execution," Lexa yelled.

The doors opened and two guard Clarke immediately recognised as Nycho and Nocho were placed beside a big bike type person, his face was covered in a mask made of human skulls. His body that was shown had tons of Grounder tats on and he carried an axe type sword thing.

Clarke looked at Bellamy who was hopelessly confused and then back at Lexa pleading filling her eyes, "this is not the deal," she whispered. She didn't know who the execution was for

"So this is the valuable person that dropped from the sky," he said coldly pacing in front of Clarke. It didn't take a genius to know who the execution was for, Wanheda's time was over.

"Yes," Lexa said matching the man's coldness impressively.

The executor shifted his eyes constantly from Lexa and back to Clarke.

"Wanheda's not happy," he scoffed, looking at Clarke who tried to straighten herself up to have higher ground.

"No, she's not, now hand the Ljavada over," Lexa said sternly holding her hand out. The man handed over the Axe sword type thing then walked off.

The door shut firmly and the breaths of the ones that held breathed out relieved.

"What was that about, Lexa we had a deal," Clarke said sternly and angrily facing Lexa who just sighed. Trying not to show her fear of death.

"Your times over KlorkI will take your power," Lexa said, and the only one in the room that noticed the sadness in her eyes was Clarke herself. 

Lexa swiftly turned away and out of the room dragging a struggling Clarke and Bellamy along with her. 

Hearing the pleading screams of Abby. 

Murphy P.O.V (back at the Ark)

Murphy dragged his feet along the dirt road Raven had made they came back from Polis empty-handed and with one loss of their people. kicking the small stones in front of him Murphy made his way to a small house Skaikru had set up for him when he returned. Sitting on his bed with a lump in his throat he put his head in his hands. Emori sat beside him rubbing his back.

"John listen, Lexa, Heda, she's a bitch she really is," she whispered in his ear.

He shook his head though, "it's no that Emori," he said turning to face Emori, "I've survived this long and yet there's a nagging feeling I'm not gonna make it much longer," he whispered softly under his breath.

Emori took it upon herself with a sad smile, "where survivors John, the world can chuck any obstacles at us and we will survive, together, no matter what," she said leaning her head on his shoulder.

Abby P.O.V

As soon as Abby got into Arkadia she stormed into the medic centre and just kicked everything, so much that Jackson had to bring guards in because he couldn't stop her himself.

Raven P.O.V

Wow, Heda just wow, was all Raven thought.

Sorry about so many Pov's I just kinda like it but I know it's hard to read so I promise there won't be as many switches in the next chapters.