#8 Waste Of Space

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"Catra please, stay. I need you."

"No you don't...You never have."

Adora walked through the woods, tears falling down onto Catra's backpack that she'd left behind. She'd done what she thought would result in all of her friends' happiness. Yet, Catra left as a result of that very choice. Her question to Adora kept echoing back to her.

"What do you want, Adora?"

She honestly couldn't answer...or rather, didn't want to. Daring to think she could choose at all....was something she never once considered. Catra had been the only person who had ever made her feel brave enough to think for herself and now that she wasn't here anymore...

As she reached the hideout, she clutched Catra's backpack close to her chest, tears still remaining. Then she felt the familiar chill that always accompanied the one person she no longer wanted anything to do with.

"Adora, you made the right choice." Shadow Weaver cupped Adora's cheek. "Don't let Catra convince you otherwise. She's never understood."

"Stop!" Adora shot back swatting Shadow Weaver's hand away, to the sorceress' shock.

"Just stop it! Stop blaming her for everything that's ever gone wrong for you these past 20 years, the only person to blame for that is you!

Mixed within her tears, Adora's eyes flashed with the most intense anger she'd ever felt.

"I was completely happy. For the first time in 3 years, I had the one person I wanted back in my life most of all and now she's gone!"

She breathed in sharply.  "But now that she is, I've realised just how much of our past was so messed up. And none of it was Catra's fault!"

Shadow Weaver tried to stand over Adora again. "And how do you know that? Because of the 'Hero' treatment you received from the Alliance all these years?"

Adora's lips pursed into a thin white line.  "Because of the people I met across Etheria. People who were amazing mothers and fathers to their children. Who accepted them for everything that they were. They never had to earn their parents' approval and even if they got mad at them, would still love them at the end of the day.
But you....you made sure Catra was punished for anything that went wrong throughout our childhood – any mistake, any accident was always her fault. Even if she'd had nothing to do with it, even if the mistakes were mine. She always received the brunt of it."

Adora felt herself fill with rage as she spoke every word. 

"You.....who threatened to kill a 7 year old girl, my best friend - all for sneaking into a Runestone chamber. Which by the way, was my idea!"

Shadow Weaver remained silent.

"Threatening the life of a child....How can you possibly justify something that evil?!Adora asked furiously.

"I couldn't let her jeopardise your future." The sorceress answered – her voice void of emotion.

"Oh, you actually thought she posed that much of a threat?!" Adora replied incredulously.

"Growing up, Catra was the best part of my childhood. I didn't give a stuff whether or not she beat me at training. Seeing that I could make her happy or smile, was why I got up every day. Something you would've scorned me for."

Looking to the ground, Adora shook her head.  "I thought if I did well in cadets, if I did everything you asked maybe...just maybe, you'd give Catra a break. If I encouraged her to try, you'd see how strong she was, how resourceful she could be, that she was worth something."

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