Chipped Adora

16: The Sword Remains, But Does The Old She-Ra?

Adora's POV

I wake up and see Catra holding me. I remember how I felt last night, I was scared, and Catra was there to take all my bad emotions away.

I look at Catra and see her sleeping peacefully, her mouth open, just a bit so she can release small breaths.

I move, but I make my movements small, so I don't wake her.

I want to go see what happened to my sword after I broke it. I want to see if it's still there, or if it's gone.

I walk out of my room, leaving Catra sleeping. I silently make my way through the halls of the castle, careful not to be to loud to wake anyone. I slow my pace as I reach Glimmer's room, extra careful.

After I'm clear of the castle, I break into a run. My body hurts from the influence of Horde Prime and the healing, but it still feels nice.

Within a few moments I'm at the Crystal Castle. The door still opens for me, because I'm technically still She-Ra.

I walk to where I was. The last time I saw Light Hope, the last time I'll ever see her, or this place in good shape.

I look around, and I don't see the sword anywhere, I only see shards of glass, and First One shards laying on the floor.

It's sad seeing this place like this. It brings back memories of when I thought I could trust Light Hope, not when she was trying to ruin Etheria.

Then, suddenly, I see it. My sword. It's broken, and pieces of it lay around it, but I can distinguish it from everything else.

I walk over to it, and pick up the pieces. 

I prick my finger on an extra-sharp piece of the blade. The cut is deep for it just pricking me, and my blood drips onto the floor in little drops.

I sit there and watch my blood make a tiny pool of red.

Somehow, it reminds me of my life in the Horde.

My life was so perfect, I was getting everything I could ever ask for. But the sword, this sword, the sword I'm holding like it's the last piece of my existence, ruined it all. Only if I hadn't found the sword, if I hadn't tried to hard to get it from Bow and Glimmer. If I had run away while Glimmer was unconscious.

Most of the people that should be in my life, would be. I would still have Lonnie, Kyle, Rogelio. 

But I don't.

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Catra's POV

I didn't dream anything last night, probably because I had Adora there, and I knew she was safe. But now, I don't have Adora. She must've gotten up earlier and wandered around. It takes me a second to realize how dangerous that could be.

I practically jump out of bed, and follow Adora's scent out of the room, and soon, after Bright Moon period.

I follow her scent through the Whispering Woods and I see the Crystal Castle. Of course she'd be here, she never got the chance to see what happened.

The door is still open, showing Adora is definitely in here. I walk through the entrance, and I see Adora sitting there, watching a pool of blood form beneath her hand.

I raise my eyebrows as I look closer. She's holding her sword in her hand, but it's shattered.

The blood is dripping from a deep cut on her finger, she'll need to get stitches, and after having almost died, that won't be much.

I slowly walk towards her, quiet, steady steps in order not to scare her, but it doesn't work.

I'm behind her when she moves. She grabs the biggest shard of the sword and whips around, pressing it against my neck.

Her face is angry, but once she realizes it's me, she lets the shard fall, and she lets go of me.

"S-Sorry." She mutters. She goes back to the sword and grabs all the pieces, she flinches, probably cutting herself again.

"It's okay, I understand you're still a little jumpy," I reply.

She walks back over to me and I grab her hands, looking at the new cut she has on her hand. Luckily, that one won't need stitches.

"Let's go back to Bright Moon."