Invisible

The Sword: Part 1

(I'm going in the order of the episodes)

Katze was Catra's sister. They were similar in looks, with the same hair, tail, and ears, but there was one major difference between them. Catra strived for attention and praise. Katze disappeared into the background, and was nearly invisible. Almost no one in the Horde knew who she was. She knew them, but they didn't know her.

"Hey guys!" Katze greeted Kyle, Rogelio, and Lonnie.

"Hi..." Lonnie trailed off. Katze narrowed her eyes. Sure, she was used to being invisible, but that didn't mean she particularly liked it.

"SO! How has your day been?" Kyle interjected, trying to stop Katze from murdering Lonnie with her eyes. Katze stopped glaring at Lonnie, and grinned at Kyle.

"Oh, it was great. I was going to ask Shadow Weaver about leaving the Horde to go on missions and stuff... But she needed to talk to Adora for some reason." She shrugged. "I'll see her later, I guess."

"Oh, did you not hear?" Lonnie asked. "Adora's a force captain now."

"WHAT!?" She shrieked, then checked herself. She cleared her throat. "I mean, really? That's...great."

"What's wrong? Wish it was you?" Katze narrowed her eyes again at Lonnie.

"No. I... I just- It's nothing. I have to go. I'm gonna go talk to... Shadow Weaver. Bye." She turned on her heel and left.

"What was that about?" Lonnie asked. The other two shrugged. Meanwhile, Katze was crawling through the air ducts, a method of travel she found most effective. Twice, she nearly fell into random rooms, and at one point, she almost dropped into Hordak's lab, but fixed herself just in time. Eventually, she found Catra sulking on a balcony.

"Hey," Katze said, sitting next to her.

"Hi," Catra replied, offering her a quick smile, which Katze immediately saw through.

"Are you okay?" Catra shrugged.

"It's just... Adora always gets everything. Shadow Weaver hates me! What did I even do to her!?"

"Nothing. Shadow Weaver's just a b1tch." Catra laughed bitterly.

"That much is obvious." Katze snickered. "Why does she always pick Adora, though? UGH!" As she groaned, she punched the wall next to her. Katze put a hand on her shoulder.

"Wanna start a fire?" She asked. Catra looked at her and grinned.

"Always-"

"Catra?" Adora's voice. Katze narrowed her eyes in the direction of the voice.

"It's fine. I can deal with it." Catra said. "Go set something of Shadow Weaver's on fire."

"You sure?"

"Yup." Katze glanced at her one last time and leapt back into the vent. Navigating the air ducts, she quickly found Shadow Weaver's room. Making sure she wasn't in it, Katze quietly jumped down, landing silently. Slowly pulling out a box of matches, she lit one, and crept around the room, looking for something very flammable.

"Oh, this'll work," she muttered, as she spotted a stack of important-looking files.

"Katze. What are you doing here!?" Shadow Weaver demanded, catching sight of her. Katze groaned quietly.

"Shadow Weaver."

"Answer the question, cadet."

"Setting paper on fire," she responded.

"And why would you do that?"

"Because you're always a bich to my sister," Katze replied in a matter-of-fact tone. Shadow Weaver glared at her.