Safe and Sound

They land on Earth with fire beneath their feet and no hum in their ears. They land with blood full of wolfsbane and bodies exhausted but alive. They land on Earth unprepared for the beauty of it and they fall to their knees in awe. They build and protect as a day turns into a week and Mount Weather is too far away, danger lurking in the shadows as they prepare for a bump in the night. Their bodies are weak from the poison in their blood and soon it begins to thin, deplete and the smell of Earth hits them. Tangy, sweet and it smells like home  should. Sweat clinging to their skin and happiness in the air. They adjust to being on Earth and not the cool metal of the Ark where they pumped you full of wolfsbane every month. Bellamy's eyes flash red when the last drop of poison leaves his system and they are free. Golden eyes bright, blue eyes wondrous and red a beacon of hope in the night.

There are skirmishes, Murphy's bright gold eyes sharp as he shoves another back before Bellamy is growling with bared teeth and red eyes a bit too bright. They smell danger in the air and Clarke sniffs, searching for Pascal and Tracy before the smell of sulfur tears apart her nose. Finn and Wells left long ago to take more seaweed back to boil for Jasper as she searched for the lost two. Her feet tear her across the forest floor and her gold eyes are bright as she howls a warning to the others. It echos off the trees and Bellamy hears it, shoving his people into hiding before he is running through the forest, after his wolves who had been hunting. Atom's smell is over ridden by the sulfur and Miller's and Francis' drop off somewhere down the hill before he is on Charlotte's trail and shoving her into a cave. Pain bursts all over him as he feels a pack mate hurting and he hugs Charlotte to his chest, she can't feel the pain but he can feel her fear.

Clarke stumbles upon them, following the scent of pain before she falls to her knees beside Atom, his eyes are glowing gold and he trembles. She can hear his lungs threatening to collapse and knows there is a poison made for wolves in it before she is slipping a knife into her hand and is petting his hair from his face. "Everything will be okay, I promise." Atom nods weakly, he trusts her to fix it and Clarke rests her hand on his cheek, veins turning black and thick traveling up her arm as she pulls the pain from him. Her chest stutters and threatens to cave as her eyes water yet she continues to take the pain and Atom relaxes, sighing softly in relief before Clarke is pressing the knife into his throat, her eyes are gold and his blood coats her claws as slowly the black veins recede when the last breath leaves the boy's body and golden eyes flood blue as a tear falls from her now cobalt eyes. For Atom may have been guilty on the Ark, he was still an innocent and she had killed him.

Bellamy stares at her in wonder and Charlotte watches them. Octavia's eyes are bright gold as she screams at Bellamy and his own don't even flash as this pack of misfit wolves watch them. Clarke with her pained cobalt blue eyes that have yet to recede to her normal much less bright, blue and Bellamy's are a dark broken brown. Then Wells is dead and they ache as they find him. Blaming the grounders before finding a knife. It's Murphy's and Clarke is on him, growling and shoving before blaming and then his eyes flash gold and she shakes her head, ripping him from another's hands and pressing him into a tent. Bellamy growls at the crowd gunning for Murphy's head. Red eyes bright before they calm. "Gold, not blue." Clarke mumbles, staring at Murphy's now bloodied face as it slowly heals. 

He spits blood on the ground of the tent as Bellamy walks in. "No shit Clarke, I didn't kill him."

"Then who did?" Her eyes are broken and filled with tears at the loss of her best friend.

"Blue eyed beta, you'd be the first suspect." Murphy spits out, Bellamy lunges forward but Clarke shoves him back with bright glowing blue eyes, Murphy spoke the truth. Someone in their camp killed Wells and bore cobalt blue eyes like her own. With disbelief in their veins Charlotte's eyes flash the blue of a killer of innocence and Clarke shakes her head, they were gold yesterday. Gold and dancing in terror of her nightmares. Gold and laughing at a joke not this blue of Wells' murderer. Charlotte runs from camp, Murphy yelling that they were about to punish him why not the girl. Bellamy shoves him back and tells Miller to keep him in camp. The other alpha's eyes flash red and Murphy glares at them. They stumble upon her on a cliff and she stares at them with broken blue eyes. "I killed him. He died because of me. I'm a murderer. My eyes are blue." Her words crack and Clarke steps closer, trembling because this was a little girl crying. Her pack mate sobbing in front of her. She killed Wells but she was hurting and so very young.

"Charlotte, come here. Step away from the cliff please. You're not the only one with blue eyes." Clarke's voice shakes and Bellamy trembles as the young girl takes a step closer to the edge.

"I can't. My parents and Jaha haunted my dreams." The girl rubs at her eyes that spill in tears. The blue glowing in the darkness as Bellamy and Clarke own are bright in the night. "I see Wells in my nightmares now. Begging me not to do it. I felt his fear. His pain."

"Charlotte." Clarke speaks in a soft manner, hoping to calm the girl but the young wolf shakes her head, spinning and jumping form the cliff. "CHARLOTTE! NO!" Clarke's voice rips the night and she and Bellamy stumble to the edge of the cliff, they both feel the sharp pain of her death, like a phantom limb and Bellamy has tears spilling over red eyes.

The night is still full of chaos. Raven's bright gold eyes boring into Clarke's when the girl lands and Bellamy's red flashing as the mechanic threatened everything he had fought to hide and protect. "Your eyes wouldn't be blue even if you weren't an alpha dipshit, Jaha's still alive." And Clarke's shoulders tense but Bellamy's relax before they realize the radio is gone. "But they will be if we don't find my damn radio!" And they scourer the river but the result is the same, even with flares to the Ark three hundred and twenty people are floated and Bellamy wants his red eyes gone so he can finally show his guilt through the eyes of a murderer.

It takes a second for him to realize his sister is gone through his guilt before he is shoving his way through the crowd and out the gate, others on his heels. They're attacked, John falling behind and thumping into the ground. Dead. Diggs coughing up blood and dead before he can even scream. Roma dead, stuck to a tree, gold eyes fading as her chest stills. Every death aches, these one hundred delinquents are Bellamy's pack and everything hurts. Aches.

Lincoln's eyes are a soft gold as he is tortured and Finn lays dying below them with dull golden eyes until Octavia, with her own blinding bright golden eyes, is slicing into her arm and everything isn't alright but it's okay. It's salvageable and then they're meeting with Lincoln's leader who greets Clarke with bright red eyes. Clarke's own flash a brilliant blue and the alpha tilts her head. "You walk like an alpha but you carry the eyes of a killer of innocence. It is suitable for the one to destroy an entire village."

Clarke's muscles tense and her lips itch to pull back in a snarl. "We did no such thing!"

Red glare into her own and the alpha pulls back her lips in a snarl, teeth sharp and gleaming. "You shot rockets from the sky and the burned a village to ash, I think you are responsible."

"We just want peace, we meant no harm." Her blue eyes stay bright but desperate. "The Ark sent us to Earth with poison in our blood and danger all around us. We are just learning to survive. We just want to live."

Anya scoffs, muscle loosening like Clarke isn't a threat to her and Clarke wants to shove her back, dig her claws into her hip and growl. Howl until this alpha bows down before her rage. "You want peace yet you ask like a child. A beta leading a pack of weak children. Leaders do not snivel and beg, they demand."

Clarke teeth finally flash into a snarl as she fights to control her wolf around this hotheaded alpha. "I am trying to be polite but you are testing my patience."

"What would you bring to a peace beta, your ability to kill innocent people?" She steps closer, threat bleeding off of her in waves and Bellamy stiffens, his eyes flashing red in anger from his position hidden below them. "Burn my villages to the ground?"

Clarke squares her shoulder,bright blue glaring into sharp red as she bleeds challenge at this alpha. "We have guns laced in wolfsbane, not the treatable kind either." Her eyes hold promise and Bellamy and Raven smirk, their Princess was schooling this Grounder Princess. "We have a beta who can create bombs that make those from a hundred years look like child's play. We just want peace."

Anya's jaw is tight in anger and challenge. This beta who walked like an alpha was determined and smart. Like she shouldn't cower below Anya's glare. "Then you will ride with me to my Commander's tent, Beta who thinks she is an alpha."

Clare reins in her barred teeth and sharpening claws, being a beta didn't mean she couldn't lead. Didn't mean her pack didn't respect her leading. "I will bring my committee."

"You are allowed a second and your emissary." Anya glares at this girl, wondering if she even knew the meaning of the word emissary. If she knew the protection they had on enemy grounds. Emissary's were not to be touched.

Clarke clenches her jaw close to baring her teeth in a show of defiance. "I will bring my emissary, my co leader and our second in command."

Anya stiffens but nods her head and Clarke shifts on her feet, eyeing Octavia and Lincoln. She needed Raven there, Raven who could create weapons and explain these things but Octavia was partially assimilated into grounder culture through Lincoln. Anya rolls her eyes, red flashing. "The beta with Lincoln may come with him but that is all."

They arrive to the meeting place, Bellamy beside Clarke, Raven tinkering with wires in her hands and Monty trembling behind them, his eyes too impossibly human. Miller salutes them, bowing his head in submission before heading back to the drop-ship to do damage control. And the alpha with an almost god complex greets Clarke with a sharp nod before leading them to their mounts. Lincoln helps Octavia onto a horse and Bellamy's claws sharpen, digging into his fist as Raven rolls her eyes, throwing herself up on a horse and eyes the two leaders with narrowed eyes. Bellamy rolls his eyes before ambling up behind Raven, the mechanic flicks his greedy hands away from the reins and takes control of the lumbering beast with a smirk. Clarke slips onto her own horse and reaches her hand down for Monty, he grips it tightly before they are finally moving, his rail thin arms wrapped around her.

The ride is not what they expect, beta's ride beside them, Anya the only alpha and Clarke thinks to the other three alpha in their camp, Miller, Monroe and Harper. The three listen to Bellamy without thought and the blonde watches as this alpha over only beta's leads her to an unknown location. The gate is vast and large as it greets them and their guns are stripped from their bodies. Raven's tools and knives tossed into a box carelessly as the beta growls low in her throat. They are marched into a war room and at the end of the tent, at the head of the table, rest an alpha with power radiating off off her. None of her people flinch at the power, Bellamy, too used to Jaha's overbearing presence, doesn't even shift his eyes red. They had dealt with many overbearing alpha's in their lifetime. "So you are the leader of these sky wolves?"

Clarke steps closer and Bellamy follows her, Anya almost shoves the alpha back but retrains herself. "Bellamy and I are both leaders of the Hundred."

She feels the presence of an alpha but also that of three beta's and an emissary that are not her own. "So you are the alpha's second. His beta."

Clarke almost bears her teeth but let her eyes flash blue as Bellamy's remain an ever watching brown. "We lead together."

Lexa eyes them, the sharp cobalt blue of one who killed innocence. "You do walk like an alpha, beta."

Bellamy bears his teeth at that because they said the word beta like it was less. Like a beta couldn't lead. "Clarke is an alpha in her soul not her eyes. Our people listen to her."

"So you are the red eyed puppet she controls." Lexa's lips twist into a cruel smirk, almost like she is baiting the two.

Raven snorts at that before Bellamy can growl low in his chest. "Almighty alpha is pulling your strings and you're both falling into it." Bright gold eyes shoot to stare at Lexa and Raven has her own smirk on her face, teeth sharp behind her lips. "Beside alpha lady, I don't think Clarke could control Bellamy if she wanted, and vice-versa. Those two butt head too much as it is."

Lexa stands, stepping closer and closer to Raven. The beta who didn't bow her head in submission, simply stood taller as the two leaders behind her stiffened, claws digging into their palms. "So you are the beta who can bring bombs and fire."

Raven chin is tilting high as she flashes her teeth. "The one and only, try not to forget it." Gold eyes flash threateningly and red blaze to match.

The Commander turns around to these beta's who don't cower and an alpha who leads without fear. "So you wish for peace yet your second threatens me. Which is it?"

Bellamy bites his tongue, head too hot with the threat to his pack mates. These alphas were nothing like the overbearing and pressing ones of the Ark. They were wilder. More threatening. Clarke steps closer, dipping her chin slightly to garner attention. "We want peace but we are not afraid of war. "

Lexa tilts her head to the side, twirling a knife in her hands. "You have nothing to offer us."

"I am a healer, I have knowledge."

The alpha waves her hand dismissively, red eyes still glowing before fading to a soft almost green. "That is disposable here, Lincoln told us of your problems. The sky is vastly different than the ground."

"Then what do you propose Commander?" Bellamy's voice is tight as his shoulders remain stiff.

Lexa eyes Monty as he stands there, shoulders straight. "You say there are more of you coming?" Clarke nods her head sharply. "Then we will make peace before they land." Red eyes flash in warning to the wolves who fell from the sky. "But don't be fooled, if you decide to attack us when they land the consequences will be severe."

Clarke licks her lips because this was their last hope at survival. "How do we seal the peace treaty?"

"The Clan leaders offer their blood and trade. Since you have no trade you will offer your blood and then your pack with join one of my general's packs." The Commander's eyes flicker to the red eyed generals behind her. Anya and her feathered hair and scowling face. A woman with short black hair, dark skin and facial scarring. Them a man with a sneer on his face and sharp teeth pulled back into a snarl. "Choose wisely." Her eyes flicker to Lincoln, Indra's nephew and Anya's healer, his hand is loose around a beta with soft green eyes. Bellamy eyes the man standing beside Anya and the dark skinned woman, his spine stiffening and Clarke nods her head in agreement. Not him. Never him.

Monty watches them before he steps close to Clarke and Bellamy, his hands pressing into their forearm, both turn to look at him and he bites his lip, dipping his head and Clarke's face twists into a scowl but she nods and Bellamy laughs as Raven huffs out a teasing groan. "We have to deal with two princesses now?" There is amusement in the mechanic's voice and Bellamy just shake his head as the decision is made.