A twist in time

Queen of halfmoon

With the infant princess Meowria in her arm the young queen Catra makes her way to the throne room since in the dark for nearly two decades the kingdom is still set in it's ancient ways. Torches flicker in the night as the advisors and the queen herself would be meeting in secret to discuss the plans to defend against the next horde attack. Now that the dark sorceress herself had learned that the ancient kingdom has awoken like a lion slumbering in the desert sands. Adora in the meantime is away fighting the horde to keep them away from the borders of the kingdoms. The great and glorious shera was what Etheria needed at this moment in time Queen Catra understood this that her wife had duties to uphold.
" My queen there has been horde bots trying to breach the northern borders we must act now if we are to survive!"A male member of the royal advisory committee shouts.
" Councilman Zarcatus.......I am well aware of this turn of events our force field is sustaining too much I will need to repair it with my magic.I want guards at every border We will not fail as your queen I intend to withhold my promise when I took the throne." Catra silences the advisor by digging her claws into the ancient stone table hushing him instantly.
Murmurs fill the room as the royal council about 50 Magicats stand before the Queen of Halfmoon and young Princess Meowriankna who is now close to 15 months at this time. It was customary for the Queens throughout the history of the kingdom to always end the name of their first borns with an A at the end of their names as it symbolized to be the future queen since females were the dominant of the two sexes in the kingdom males the ones that remained often where looked down to as the lesser of the species. There were a few exemptions from this ancient rule however a few of the royal council were in fact male Councilman Zarcatus as a primary example of this law. While the kingdom itself having been in the dark for so long it was needing time to catch up with the modern era like the rest of the world.
" YOUR MAJESTY MAKE HASTE SHADOW WEAVER HAS BEEN SPOTED AT THE EASTERN FRONT!" A wounded general with a grayish colored coat and piercing yellow eyes barges into the meeting an holding her side.
" TAKE THE GENERAL TO THE INFIRMARY WARD I WILL DEAL WITH THIS MYSELF!" The queen roars as her infant daughter begins to cry on her mother's chest in the royal kitten carrier it was customary for the princess to be with her mother in infancy to prolong the bonding process.
" Yes my queen......" One of the royal nurses takes the general away.
Meanwhile the young Queen races to find the sorceress who has tortured her for these many long years.
" So the rumors are true then....... You and Sheraaaaaa had a daughterrrrrrr.........." The shadowy snake of a sorceress mocks in a minuscule tone still hiding in the darkness of night.
" SHOW YOURSELF WITCH I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU NOT ANYMORE!" The queen powers up her runestone her eyes glowing a bright golden tone the lions eye showing the elemental magic of earth.
Bots surround the Magicat queen on all sides as the wicked laugh of the sorceress haunts the night.
" Patience Catra I only want to make a proposal......." Shadow Weaver steps forward between the bots.
" Oh like the one you were trying to make with my own mother the queen who you murdered in cold blood!?" Catra holds her daughter closer to her chest as the queen makes the ground shake ready to make the sands swallow the woman of darkness whole.
" Your mother wasn't brave like you she tried to flee left her kingdom and subjects to fend for itself....." Shadow weaver lies a wicked grin hidden behind her mask.
" You don't get to talk about my mother.........you don't get to tell me how to be I am the queen of halfmoon .........you don't get to come into my kingdom and make yourself at home...... you aren't getting your hands on my daughter like you did me........." Catra shakes her head as she makes the sands grip onto shadow weaver nearly suffocating her.
The sorceress laughs weakly as the life is nearly drained out of her. The sand transforms into the shape of a cobra As Catra smirks as she constricts the woman who stole her life raised her to be evil and cruel. Shadow Weaver has had enough of this and turns into a shadowy mist. Catra looks around herself her feline ears flicking back and forth eyes darting to scan the surrounding area. She holds Meowria's tiny frame as close as possible the young kitten's big yellow eyes looking at her mother not understanding what is happening. Darkness surrounds the queen as Shadow Weaver comes out of hiding once more attacking the queen and kittennapping the crying princess before the queen has time to react. Defeated Catra sobs into the desert sands mourning not only for her daughter but for her own mother she felt like she has failed not only as a queen but as a mother. She knew what must be done if the horde wanted war..... war is what they will get.......
Back at the frightzone Shadow Weaver looks at the young Halfmoonian princess deciding on what to do next with this crying royal brat........
" Ah yes I may have failed with your mother but I will not fail again..... I know just what to do with you....." Shadow weaver wipes the princess's mind any memory of her mothers now gone...... halfmoon gone.... Any memory at all has been wiped clean as if it as never existed at all.......... This Princess..... This Magicat......... This child will make a great soldier for the horde someday.... Shadow Weaver intended this for Catra but had failed the first time round..... A great war would soon begin..... but for now this now sleeping little kitten dreams of chaos as the sorceress intended..........