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"You truly have a shitty aim," She retorts towards Clarke and then she stabbed the knife into the log. Her palm was cut thru but she hasn't paid notice. She stood up samely high as Clarke. "I promise you Clarke that I will get her out even if it means bleeding. Octavia raised me to fight and win at all cost and right now letting them take Madi is a good reason!" Clarke looked at her for a moment. Primrose was only trained to be a warrior, to be a leader. Clarke understood that. Leaders do everything for their people. *** Finally above the ground, our group tries to survive the new arrival of enemies. Primrose Octavia's second is doing what she was trained for; protecting her people. But what can she do when weapons are thrown from all sides and her decisions are questioned. What can she do when she appears in a battle of choosing between love or her own people. What will she do when her world will start falling apart?! *** The 100 fanfiction starting from the fifth season.
three years after Praimfaya (Praimfire)
