She-ra:Catradora One-shot After The War

Ch.1- Present Day, 6 Months in Space

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I've updated this same chapter like 4 times now... I keep finding errors or things I'd like to change. Lol.
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"Hey Darla, are we still set on course?"

"All systems remain on autopilot. We will arrive at our destination in roughly 16 hours." The automated female voice echoed softly around the flight deck. Adora nodded at the voice and continued pressing a few more buttons on the control panels, trying to detect any asteroid fields that might try to de-tour them once again.

"Entrapta." She called out to seemingly no one. "Entrapta, I know you can hear me." Suddenly, bright purple hair flew out of a nearby venting system followed by a girl with a bunch of tech in hand.

"Hellooo!" She said loudly. Adora quickly shushed her then pulled her down the rest of the way.

"You could be a little more quiet, the rest of the crew is trying to get a little shut eye. Even Darla is being kind and keeping her voice down." She said, returning to the hologram screens in front of her. Entrapta laughed.

"That's because you turned her voice down manually!" For some reason that information cracked Entrapta up. Adora rolled her eyes.

"Okay, look. I didn't call you down here to tell you to be quiet, I called you because I need to make sure we are out of harm's way for the duration of this trip. Think you can figure that out?"

"Absolutely! I'm on it captain!" Entrapta practically screamed her answer and flung herself over to the console to tamper with the field of view of the ship's pre-existing settings. Adora slapped her forehead and let her hand slide down to her side. She sighed, then continued to shut down the rest of the screens in front of her. She went back over to the main pilots seat and sat down, tapping her fingers against its metal arm rests and staring out into the void of never ending space.

This galaxy was beautiful, she had to admit, but also down-right terrifying. The colors and different life that inhabits its space is a miracle but the forever expanding notion is something one of Etherian life cannot comprehend, yet. It has been around 6 months since Adora and the others have been traveling around from planet to planet restoring what magic was rightfully theirs. Although, to be honest, they've only managed to get to 2 planets so far. Restoring dormant magic is much harder than it sounds and the first time almost ended in catastrophe. A story for another day.

Life on Etheria was finally at peace. The rest of the horde clones left fleeing after Horde Primes defeat. Though, some of them actually helped rebuild Etheria because they had nothing better to do and they all ended up acting like wrong-Hordak, sad and lost. So why not make them work for something they messed up? Also, whatever was left of the pre-existing horde controlled by Hordak, disbanded and merged into everyday life without any problems. Of course, there were the occasional disobedient ones that ended up being put in rehabilitation or behind bars for breaking the laws and denying the fact that the horde had lost. Poor souls. For the rest, they were finally free including the one that mattered most, Catra.

"Okay! My readings say that we are on the smoothest course possible, a few asteroids here and there but not too much that Darla can't handle! We're doing fantastic!" Entraptas voice rang through Adoras thoughts. She nodded.

"Then maybe it's best we both get some sleep. I trust your methods so let's rest." Adora added while walking towards the doorway. Entrapta made a few thoughtful noises, coming up with excuses to stay up a little longer before eventually agreeing with Adora. They left the flight deck and separated ways when the hallways split off into two dormitories, both containing 5 different rooms. Adora's room was the first one on the left hall and so was Catras. She pressed the button for the door to open, walking through and removing her boots and fairly new outfit. She wore a deep blue shirt with sleeves that attached to the torso part, black skin-tight pants, and knee high charcoal grey boots. Now she wore a tank top and shorts, ya know, the norm. As she was untying her hair she noticed Catra stirring in the bed, murmuring something in her sleep then promptly falling back to sleep. Melog slept on the ground right beside her and seemed to react to her movements too. Adora smiled to herself as she walked back out of the room to take care of her personal hygiene.