The other girl

In the Shadows of Mystacor (part 3)

Catra

Claire has been asleep for hours. I don't think she has ever slept this long in her life. I got some of my questions cleared up. But the important ones they won't tell me. Like why she looks like that or how she is alive. They just told me to make up something for why she looks like that.

"Catra." Shadow Weaver called. "She's awake."

I ran to Claire. When I got to the room the door was closed. I looked at myself. Just act natural I told myself. I opened the door and Claire was standing there.

"Catra." She had the same smile she always did. That's how I knew it was Claire. I ran and hugged her. I didn't want to let her go. "What happened?"

"You were in a comma for two years." She stiffened. Her face got all upset.

"Two years." She muttered. She seemed like she was about to cry. "Where's Adora?"

"It's a long story." I was just trying to avoid answering her question. I couldn't just lie to her. Even if some of it is true.

"We'll we have all day." She had a bright smile on her face. God, she is pretty.

...

We talked all day. I told her about Adora. She was more mad then sad.

"I can't believe Adora would betray us. I mean she worked so hard just to betray us. If I see her again I might just... I don't know kill her, maybe." Claire was probably the sweetest person ever. She couldn't hurt a fly let alone Adora. But I knew Claire was apart of the Horde so if she was told to kill someone she would.

"You don't mean that." I tried to reason with her. Even though I hate Adora to the bone I could never want to kill her.

"Ya, I do. I mean she acts like she dead for two years. Then one day she shows up and is working with the enemies. Trying to stop what my dad has worked so hard for." That was the moment I realize Claire was not the same Claire I knew. It was almost like she was being controlled.