Warriors

Chapter 4

Catra is seated on Adora's laps, trembling as Adora soothes her with gentle strokes and whispering sweet words of comfort in her ear. She purrs as she slowly begins to feel panic sweep away in her girlfriend's arms.

Peekablue stares at the broken chair. "I will fix that."

"Princes can fix chairs?" Wolcot says as they give him a weird look of complete disbelief.

"I can try." Glimmer huffs as she marches over and casts a quick reparation spell. The chair floats and is basked in the pink glow of Glimmer's magic. The leg slots back into place and the crack is sealed up then she carefully placed it back in it's spot. "That works too." He says with a shrug.

Glimmer dusts off her hands. She walks back to her seat with all the grace of a royal and sits back down. "Ideas? What do we do about Shadow Weaver?"

Frosta opens her mouth to propose an idea. Her eyes glinting with the mischief of a troublemaking young girl. "No Frosta. We can't just smash her with ice fists."

Frosta's excitement dies down again. Then she perks up, another great idea has sprung to her mind. "No ice swords either."

Frosta sits back sulkily and starts moodily muttering to herself. The Princesses start to offer ideas. Each one as useless as the next. Frosta suddenly jumps up again. This time she seems really proud of herself.

"If it involves ice weapons then no Frosta."Glimmer announces firmly.

"Its not!" Glimmer eyes Frosta wearily. They needed all the ideas they could get.

"Go ahead."

"He can find her with his seeing thingy powers!" She exclaimed energetically pointing frantically at Peekablue. "Then we can hit her with ice fists!"

"Frosta I said no ice-" Realisation hit her. "Frosta, that's a good idea!"

Frosta sat back down grinning smugly. Peekablue shifted uncomfortably. "Why didn't you mention it earlier blue?" Sweet Bee nudged him.

"It's complicated and exhausting." He argued already knowing it was pointless. Everyone stared at him expectantly. "Fine." He sighed eventually. "But everyone has to stay quiet."

After the buzz finally died down his crossed his legs and close his eyes. He inhaled and then exhaled steadily, slowly. His mind was clear. He could see everything. Shadow Weaver. He needed to find Shadow Weaver.

Outside his mind the Alliance watched in anticipation. His eyes shot open and were glowing a blinding, brilliant blue. They were so bright that it made the room seem dimly lit in comparison.

He had to focus. Finding a particular person was like Where's Wally except on a much larger scale. He knew he could eliminate anywhere outside of Etheria, nobody could travel that quickly. He concentrated on his planet. He decided to eliminate Bright Moon, Mystacor and the princesses' kingdom. She was smart enough to not show her face there.

The forest. Vast, full of magic and easy to avoid people. His vision scoured the endless landscape of trees and sweet woodland creatures. It was too big. He would need help from the Eye.

Peekablue removed his focus on his vision to his connection with the Eye. From outside all they could see was the same position and the same glowing eyes. It had been more than just a few minutes and he was still searching.

"Uuugghh." Frosta groaned in her usual capricious manner. "Is he done yet?"

"It takes time. Farsight is very difficult to master and-" Micah tried to explain calmly.

"I'm gonna wake him up." Micah swiftly stopped her with a spell and Spinnerella quickly led her outside.

"He gets majorly grumpy if you interrupt. If he's too far in, it can even get dangerous to try and wake him." Micah said as he saw the confused expressions on people's faces.

He was nearly there...just a little longer... Finally. He was in complete darkness but could still see himself. Light worked differently here. In front of him a white screen suddenly appeared.

Images slowly formed, bit by but to reveal Shadow Weaver stirring a cauldron. She looked just the same as he left her. She wasn't doing anything dangerous, for now. Just stirring a large black pot. Around her was a small shack that seemed to be built into the forest. Like it had been there so long that it was part of the forest now. Someone came out of the shack. He'd found her.

The blue light faded away as he slowly came back to the room. It all looked so hazy. Doing so much magic made him feel light headed. "She's with Razz." Then he dropped onto the table into a nice, long nap.