[TW: IMPLICATIONS OF ABUSE. THE ANGST WILL BE STRONG IN THIS ONE. AND THE NEXT. JUST SAYING...]
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Snow piled down onto the land, covering it in sheets of white.
A Horde banner flew in the wind.
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Inside the outpost, Entrapta hummed to herself, tapping away on the keyboard, checking the monitors as they beeped.
While typing, Catra came in from behind, shivering as she rubbed her arms.
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"Hi, Catra! Did you have a nice nap?" Entrapta smiled.
Catra groaned in irritation as she slammed her palm down on the table.
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"Why is this taking so long? You said there was a First Ones weapon here. Where is it?"
"I never said 'weapon', I said there's a piece of First Ones tech buried deep under the ice," she pushed her chair away while spinning excitedly, "...and a really powerful one at that! With the energy levels we picked up, it must have been part of the First Ones supercomputer."
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Entrapta went back to typing while Catra paced, agitated, "Just... keep digging."
"Hordak is not going to be happy if we waste his time and come back empty-handed."
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"A scientist never returns empty-handed," Entrapta partially scolded Catra, then flailing her hands out, "There's always data!"
"I'm not here freezing my tail off for data," Catra stared, unamused. "Find me something useful, or we're packing up and heading home."
"This place gives me the creeps..."
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Meanwhile, some sort of large creature with big glowing eyes loomed outside in the bitter storm.
All but waiting to strike.
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"I wake up to the sounds, of the silence that allows..."
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"For my mind to run around, with my ear up to the ground..."
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"I'm searching to behold, the stories that I've told..."
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"When my back is to the world, that was smiling when I turned..."
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"Tell you you're the greatest..."
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"But once you turn they hate us..."
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Until the Flame Goes Out
FanfictionA mysterious person suddenly appears on Etheria, no recollection of how they made it there, or the events leading up to it. Covered in wounds and badly beaten, Glimmer and Bow take them in, introducing them to the Rebellion. ... And, as time goes on...
