Madi

“I swear Clarke, it’s time to eat the berries. They’re falling off the bush!” Madi had been staring at those berries every time she was told to walk  past them. She wanted to eat them weeks ago, but Clarke had said they were to save them for when the fish didn’t come. However, Madi was determined to make today the day. “Please Clarke, can’t I have one?” 

Her jaw dropped. Madi had been sitting in silence and listening to the  people who came from space discuss how they would proceed to save Clarke, and she was fascinated. Raven spoke with so much intelligence and conviction that she just wanted to keep listening. “Briyon."

Why was she here? How was some older girl alive and trying to take  over her home?  Madi didn’t know why she wasn’t dead, but she still believed that she had to protect her home. That was what the adults did when she was alive and that was what she was going to do as the  only person left. That was why she did her best to defend her home  with all the skills she had gathered in the past. Mad used traps, small  knives and everything in her power to get rid of the intruder but alas, her methods had yet to produce any kind of success. 

Madi spotted the girl again by the river. She seemed to be doing something with paper. Writing maybe. Madi wondered who the  girl could possibly be writing to, as they were the only two left on  earth it seemed. From behind the tree, Madi watched as she  attempted to formulate her next plan. 

Then the girl left, leaving the paper behind. Once she was far enough away, Madi approached the paper and picked it up. The picture on  the paper took her breath away. Why did the girl draw Madi? As she held  it, she couldn’t help but crack a smile. It was nice after all. 

She hid among the trees, extremely alert, just in case any of them strangers decided to come for her again. Soon, night fell. Madi  climbed up a tree with the intent to sleep until morning. However,  her slumber was interrupted by the landing of another ship. Who?  Scaling down the tree, she moved toward the noise just in time to see the strangers pointing their guns at other people.

Since they were not with the people with the guns, Madi figured that there was only one solution. One of the new people had to be Bellamy.  Clarke believed that he would come. However, recognizing who Bellamy was would be a different story. Nevertheless, she pounced. From out of view she charged the men taking them out with the gun that Clarke had  left with her. Once the men had fallen, she looked at the crowd of new strangers. 

“Hello?” 

She promised Clarke that she would hide. No one had found her in her  secret hiding spot before, so they were both sure that it would work now. As the unknown ship headed to earth, she was left in the dark about  what was to come. Madi didn’t know what would happen to her, or to  Clarke, but she prayed that they both would survive.

Madi waited, making sure to keep her breath as slow as possible. Then  there was a crack. A branch had snapped a few yards away. Someone  was coming. Someone was going to find her.

Bellamy blinked a bit at his question as to if he was still a good person. He thought so but maybe not? He had left Clarke to die six years ago but he had done it so the rest of them could survive so he wasn’t sure where that put him at. That an all the other deaths he had caused. “I don’t know.” He said honestly with a shrug as he looked over at the rest of his sky fam. surely they still thought he was good, right?

Her second question was easier, if she had more like that, he could handle this much better than he previous one. “The sky?” He looked up at his former home for a moment, the reality that he wouldn’t ever be going back there again hitting him all too hard. “The sky is beautiful. It’ll drive you slightly insane. Being with the same people every day for six years, missing your other people but it was beautiful in a sad way.” He would miss it, he thought. They had grown a lot up there.

She sighed as she looked down, mildly disappointed. He was supposed to be a good person. Clarke told her that Bellamy Blake was a wonderful  person, so she didn’t expect that to change. “Clarke said you were real  good,” she explained before leaving that in the past to focus on his next answer. 

“I’ve never been to the sky,” she told him before shrugging. “I’ll probably never have to go up there I think. I don’t know if there are any more  space ships, or space people,  or any other space things,” she added.  Madi wasn’t really disappointed that she would never go to space  because she had a home down on the ground. However, the thought of  space would probably never leave her.  

“Will they like me?” she asked, gesturing to his people. 

“I’ve never met them before. Clarke raised me since I was little.. my  mom and dad died in Primefaya,” 

Seeing Clarke was like a ball of emotions that Bellamy couldn’t understand. She was alive and that made him feel eternally grateful and happy but that also brought back the guilt he had felt for leaving her behind all those six years. Of course, it was a different kind of guilt nowsince he thought she had died in Praimfaya and now here she was, alive. Left to roam about for six years on her own. Except for Madi.

Bellamy slipped back a step as he let the others crowd around Clarke to say their hellos and exchange hugs and tears. His eyes wandered over to the small girl with dark hair under a small black hat that reminded him a lot of Nathan Miller’s. It was like she was a part of them but maybe that was because she was a part of her.

“Guilty as charged,” Bellamy nodded when she asked him his name. “And that makes you Madi.”

Madi trusted Clarke, so she stood still. If that wasn’t the case she would  have started to retreat before he even approached. Now she had guns  and skills that she didn’t have six years ago. Madi watched him,  surprised that he also knew her name. Had Clarke told him already? 

“Are you still a good person?” she asked. After all, six years in  the sky could change someone. Then again, why would he tell her if he was now evil?

Madi was already having trouble holding a conversation with  the boy, but she was determined to try. She had a million and one questions,  but she wasn’t exactly sure if Bellamy would be accepting of them all. 

“What is the sky like?”

The way that the others seemed to admire him had not changed in this  six years that they had been apart. Of course Madi did not know what it  had looked like before, but felt like she had through Clarke’s words.  The boy had shaggier hair now, at least that was what Madi figured.  Something would have had to change.  She observed the others, as  they reunited with Clarke, wondering if they were going to see her.  Made figured that Clarke would eventually tell them about her, but  it seemed to be taking a little while longer than she hoped.

She continued watching before the boy broke away from the reunion. Madi did not know who he was, despite the fact that she felt like she  knew way too much about him.  She looked up at him, straightening  her hat as words began falling out of her mouth. 

“You’re Bellamy, yes?” 

Clarke rose from the table, abandoning the things that they’d once fiddled with. As far as she knew, everyone that was still alive was in space or buried underground. She’d searched high and low for months for any living soul and Madi was her only success. In her opinion, the most forgiving thing she could’ve stumble upon was a child to raise. 

“Have I ever told you the story where Jasper and Monty hit me in the face with foam?” she asked, placing her hand between the girl’s smaller shoulder blades to guide her to the path towards the lake.

Madi followed Clarke, abandoning all thought of the guns on the table.  Stories were definitely much more interesting.  She watched as Clarke  moved next to her and began guiding her with a gentle touch to her back.

“Hit you.. with foam?” she questioned in confusion. Monty and Jasper were Clarke’s friends. Why would they hurt her? “Why would they hit you?” Madi questioned. “I thought they were your friends. Did you  hit them back with this foam?”

She sighed as she looked down at the gun in her hand. Regardless of not liking her lessons every day,  Madi still wanted to make Clarke proud.  She wanted to do things correctly, even if they were hard. 

Madi picked up her own magazine and attempted to push down on the  same bit that Clarke was pushing down on, in order for it to work.  “I  could learn to use knives.. That’s always an option.” 

She hoped that with her corrections, she would be able to do it correctly. It was mainly because she wanted Clarke to be happy with her, but inside she was also interested in moving on to her next lesson.  

After a while of trying and mild success, she listened as Clarke decided to move onto their next task of the day. “More stories,” she nodded in agreement. The stories about Clarke’s friends were so fascinating. Madi enjoyed how different they were to the people she knew.

𝓒larke raised her eyebrows at the smaller brunette. She was old enough to drive the rover now, she needed to be able to shoot a gun without any hesitation. So, she tilted her head and gave Madi a stern look. 

“𝓦atch,” she offered to go over it again. Guns were scary, they killed quickly and hurt worse if it didn’t kill you, she could understand where they would be intimidating for a child. So, the blonde picked up the magazine from the table, pressing down the platform and inserting the first bullet. “Now you try.”

She sighed as she looked down at the gun in her hand. Regardless of not liking her lessons every day,  Madi still wanted to make Clarke proud.  She wanted to do things correctly, even if they were hard. 

Madi picked up her own magazine and attempted to push down on the  same bit that Clarke was pushing down on, in order for it to work.  “I  could learn to use knives.. That’s always an option.”