Famiiar Strangers and Deja Vu
“Who’re you?” Elyza demanded, grabbing her rifle and whipping around.
“Oh come on, don’t tell me you don’t recognize me princess.” The young man growled, stepping closer.
“Who are you?” Alicia asked, watching him closely. His floppy hair seemed familiar from Lexa’s memories.
‘That’s that skai boy! The one Clarke killed as a mercy. He shot up an innocent village looking for Clarke. Felix? Or Flynn or something like that?’ Lexa exclaimed for Alicia to hear.
“The names Finn. But you probably know that, Commander, you were going to torture me after all.” He replied, glaring at Alicia.
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, my names Alicia… Alicia Clarke.” Alicia shook her head. Finn snorted.
“Oh yeah then you must just randomly speak the language of those savages.” He remarked stepping closer. It was then that they could see the military grade semi-automatic weapon he had trained on them.
“Don’t know who you’re calling ‘Princess’ buddy, but you won’t find one here.” Elyza growled, stepping between him and Alicia.
“Come on Clarke. I know that’s you. Fake accent and all.” Finn insisted.
“You’re wrong. Clarke’s not home right now actually. Ya just missed her.” Elyza shook her head.
“Then I guess she can’t stop me from ravaging that fine form while she’s gone then.” He shrugged advancing on Elyza and grabbing her forearm in a grip so tight it was almost painful.
“Hey!” Elyza protested, struggling instantly.
“EM PLENI! Back off ripa. That one’s mine!” Lexa snarled, taking control instantly and launching a knife deep into Finns shoulder, forcing him to release Elyza with a howl. Elyza scrambled back and found herself wrapped up in a fierce but protective one armed embrace as Lexa readied another knife with a low growl. When Finn moved forward again, Elyza felt herself being held closer against Lexa’s chest.
“Clarke’s not gay!” Finn hissed angrily.
“She’s bi.” Came a muffled response from Elyza.
“Doesn’t matter what she is skai boy. She’s mine.” Lexa warned angrily. Elyza could feel the rumbling in Lexa’s chest as she spoke.
“Clarke would never!” He roared.
“And what do you know of Clarke Griffin?” Lexa began, swelling as her anger grew into a burning rage.
“Clarke Griffin is strong and smart and clever and funny. She is haunted and scarred but beautiful. What do you know of Clarke Griffin skai boy? Do you know of the lives she was forced to take in the mountain? Or the anguish she’s felt because of it? Do you know of the self-exile she took to spare her people of her distain? Or the outcast she became because of it? Do you know of the blame that is placed upon her by the people she’s sworn to protect because she needed time? Or of the apology’s she gives out constantly for things she shouldn’t need to? You know nothing of Clarke Griffin. You surrendered your chance to know her when you killed those innocent villagers. You gave up your right to help pick up the pieces of her heart. You don’t get to wipe away her tears and teach her to swallow apologies she doesn’t owe. You have no right to the beautiful angel of death that is Clarke Griffin.” Lexa raged, taking steps towards him. Finn took steps back for everyone Lexa took forward.
“I’d take that as my cue to leave if I was you, skai boy.” A third voice chimed in from below them. Lexa’s eyes widened at the sound. Finn ran past down and past the new comer.
“Anya!” Lexa cried, leaping down quickly and rushing up to her former mentor, wrapping her arms tightly around her.
“Jesus. This is unbefitting of a Commander.” Anya smirked, returning the embrace.
“I’m no one’s commander. Not here… I was upset when Clarke told me of your demise… Anya, you’re here!” Lexa exclaimed happily, hugging her tighter.
“So you two finally met then.” Anya laughed.
“We did it Anya… Clarke took down the mountain.” Lexa told her, pulling away finally.
“Sounds like that wasn’t the only fortress she tore down. She got you too, didn’t she?” Anya asked, raising an eyebrow. Lexa felt the heat of a deep blush paint her face and for the first time in a while, missed her war paint.
“Lexa..?” Elyza asked confused, coming down to join them.
“Elyza, this is Anya. She was my mentor. She knew Clarke too.” Lexa introduced.
“Elyza?” Anya asked, it was her turn to be confused.
“Right. Uh…” Lexa began.
“Lexa and Clarke share bodies with Alicia and I. We don’t exactly know how, but that’s how it is.” Elyza explained. Anya just stared at her.
“It’s true. But Clarke’s… Gone for right now.” Lexa sighed.
“What do you mean gone?” Anya asked.
“She didn’t die. Her spirit’s been jumping back and forth between here and there. Someone named Titus was supposed to help tether her or something so I guess she’s off doing that.” Elyza continued.
“Lexa. You know how dangerous a tethering can be!” Anya exclaimed her eyebrows raised in surprise. There was a gunshot and Lexa felt herself being forced out of the way as she was hit by a near terrifying sense of déja-vú. Elyza fired off a few return blasts with her riffle before collapsing with her hand over her stomach. Lexa recovered enough to throw a couple of knives and Anya raced off in the direction of the shooter.
“Well fuck.” Elyza gasped with a faint chuckle.
“Elyza! No no no no!” Lexa knelt next to her, pulling her close.
“Easy Lexa/Alicia. I’ll walk this off don’t you-” Elyza began before her eyes rolled back and she went unconscious. Lexa howled in anguish. She was no healer, she didn’t know what to do. They needed Elyza for Clarke to even stand a chance at returning. Anya came back a minute or two later with abound and beaten Finn in tow.
“No! Shit.” Anya growled, shoving Lexa aside and putting pressure on the gunshot. Lexa stood by in shock, her hand finding the ropes that bound Finn tightly.
“When she takes her last breath, you will take yours natrona.” Traitor. Lexa snarled in his face. Finn looked at her terrified before she knocked him roughly across the temple.
“I need something to stop the bleeding and something to stitch the wound. It’s still in her, we need to get it out.” Anya told her, drawing Lexa’s focus.
“Uh.” Lexa froze.
’There’s medical stuff in camp remember? We grabbed it we just need to get it and bring it back.’ Alicia reminded, trying to keep calm.
“Th-there’s stuff in our camp…” Lexa began. Anya nodded.
“It won’t be safe down here for much longer after all that noise, we need to get her up there.” Anya ordered. Lexa nodded and they managed to get Elyza back up to the top of the building without disturbing her gunshot wound too much. Alicia forced her way back into control as Anya hurried to get the bullet out of Elyza’s abdomen.
“Lexa I need more gauze!” Anya called. Alicia hurried to hand it to her.
“Lexa’s not in control right now, she was panicking too much to help, I’m Alicia, and what else do you need? She can’t die.” Alicia told her. Anya simply nodded and continued to call for things as she fought to stabilize the blonde in front of her. Finally Anya sat back, her hands covered in blood.
“Now we wait.” She sighed and began to clean both Elyza’s front and her own hands. Alicia nodded and set the fire again, glaring at Finn who sat bound and gagged in the corner.