May the Tides turn.
Lexa had just gotten up.
She had still been thinking heavily on those words "Heda Nou Mo"
Wondering if they even had any meaning.
Throughout all these weeks, She'd been wondering where her courage had gone.
She was Heda Kom Jus She was always strong she just hadn't opened herself to what was so obvious.
She got out of her bed. Walking over to the end of her bed where a Pine wood trunk lay.
She opened it.
Taking out her Leather Trench coat, and Armour.
She retrieved the rest of her clothes, getting dressed.
This time, She walked past the Trunk, Heading over to where a long Leather scabbard lay, Picking it up, she drew the Sword.
The metal Glinting in the light. She slashed the air, Practicing against her nightmares.
Suddenly, It's as if she had no fear.
She could fight her way through polis and back to her title.
But, Reality soon took over, But Determination Granted her strength and Stamina.
She felt invincible.
She walked over to her Door, Walking outside, It felt beautiful,It Felt, She was confident again. She could feel things.
But now wasn't the time.
She slipped on her mask,Turning from Lexa, Back to Heda, She hasn't felt This Alive in so long.
The Clashing of Steel on steel was more evident now, She looked back at her wooden cabin, Just surrounded by dense forest, Pines and Oaks Mostly. She Turned around,
Knowing that this was the last time she was going to see that Broken down Building. She was glad.
Lexa Grinned. Walking into the Clearing, Tents were pitched up everywhere, She was Astonished about how many Warriors had come to retake Polis. She walked into
the center of the large Camp, spotting the man that woke her from her delirium. She walked through the tents, Warriors bowing and nodding their heads, Distinct words,
'Heda' She walked into the training grounds, Heading for the Tall, Blonde man.
"I never got your name." Lexa said, taking another stride to place herself beside him.
"Willhem." He said. Watching the warriors gather around the Field as the last of the fights finished up.
"I have to thank you Willhem, For gathering these Warriors." Lexa said, Watching them Gather aswell.
"I didn't gather them, You did, Heda." Willhem said, Turning to look at her, "They wait for their Commander."
Lexa nodded, Stepping forward.
Her voice was strong. "I cannot thank each and everyone of you enough, for your loyalty. But I can Guarantee, That even though, We fight an enemy much larger than we
can hope to defeat, We will succeed." She took a breath, Letting it set in. "Titus has broken his sacred duty, Calling me Weak, But In truth, It is you who gives me
Strength. The people. The Warriors. We will have their heads! Jus Drein, Jus Daun!"
The warriors Began chanting; Jus Drein! Jus Daun! It gave her strength to see her people with the same goal.
A figure walked from the crowd, Cowl over it's head, walking infront of the Commander and Kneeling.
The figure lowered the cowl back to her Shoulders. "Long live Heda!" The Figure yelled, Sparking up the crowd.
Lexa grinned, stretching out her arm. "It's good to see you Indra."
"Sha Heda" Indra responded, Taking Lexa's outstretched arm, standing to her feet.
"Come, we must discuss something, Important," Indra stated, Walking towards Lexa's Tent.
Lexa nodded to the crowd, Signalling as if that was all. They dispursed back to their duties.
Lexa got to her tent, entering, pushing some canvas aside. Willhem and Indra were already in a heated discussion.
"We cannot!" Indra shouted.
"It is our only course of action if we are to win against Titus! We must Find them!" Willhem Responded, anger in his tone.
"What is it?" Lexa broke the argument.
"Willhem suggests we try to find the Skaikru." Putting disdain on the pronunciation of Skaikru.
Willhem turned to Lexa, a pleading look on his face, One she hadn't seen on him, ever.
"We must, Although our warriors may not take kindly to it, they have firepower we do not." Willhem responded after a quick glance at Indra.
"He is right Indra.. Although it pains me, We must find them, We need their help in this war." Lexa said, Calmly but surely.
As she finished that sentence, Nyko had walked in, Head bowed,
"Heda. Lincoln left the camp last night, He hasn't returned."
"Lincoln is strong he should be fine." Lexa responded.
"He took one of the skaikru Radios with him.." Nyko stated.
Lexa had forgotten about the radios Clarke had given her.
Lexa reached for her pocket,
"I'll be back," She ran out of the tent.
She ran through the encampment, Hoping she could find her way back to the old cabin, Eventually she did but it took her longer than necessary.
She opened the door, dashing for her trunk at the end of her bed.
She opened it with haste, Grabbing the radio that was supposed to be in her pocket.
She tried to remember how to use it.
A voice was barely heard coming through it just as she turned one of three nobs with a click.
She started turning the second nob, the voice got louder but she couldn't make out the words
She started fiddling with the third nob until the voice was clear.
"Lincoln?" She spoke through the Radio.
"Lexa? I'm sorry I left but let me-" Lincoln started.
"I know what your doing. Have you found them?" Lexa spoke quickly, cutting him off.
"Yes, but it isn't good. They're at Mount Wea-" Lincoln's voice broke off.
"Lincoln? Lincoln!? Damn it!" Lexa yelled, Jamming the radio into her pocket and taking long strides as she walked out of the cabin, slamming it shut.