Light Spinner x Reader

17 | Prime Time to Fight Horde Prime

Slammed onto the floor of the Horde mothership radiated pain that would be like a grain of rice in the scheme of the entire planet.

"Shall we get this over with Prime?" Light Spinner sternly said.

"I mean, if you're in a rush I guess I have no choice," Horde Prime sarcastically replied.

"Well, I am in a rush. I want to go sit on the couch and eat chips, but here neither of those things exist here."

"Must you be so witty?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Light Spinner launches a spell at Horde Prime. The red light from the spell contrasted from the green and white of the main throne room. Horde Prime's robotic body flies through the heavy air onto the hard floor.

You draw a yellow spell and launch it making him scream in agony as he got up like he was lifting a boulder.

"AGGHHHHH! WHY WONT YOU ACCEPT PEACE TO ETHERIA?!" he yelped.

"YOU WANT TO BRING PEACE MY DESTROYING IT YOU HUNK OF JUNK!" Light Spinner boomed as she struck him again.

"Hahahaha, well, I might be metal, but I am no hunk of junk. I'm the best one there is here! Isn't that right brothers?"

"Glory be to Horde Prime," they stated in an eerie synchronization.

"Come now brothers. Join me. Let's show these sorcerers what real peace looks like."

"Glory be to Horde Prime."

They suddenly jump down from what seem to be like prison tanks for creepy clone embryos. You and Light Spinner come together with your backs touching ready for the real battle. Thousands more come jumping from the glowing green tanks yelling with pride for Horde Prime. Blindly they followed who they thought was a supreme leader, and blindly you cast a spell throwing one back into the tanks spilling an oozing solution that might have been deadly.

They all charged at that moment. Light Spinner drew spells as fast as a child could eat a crayon (seriously though, Catra ate so many crayons like wtf). It's like they were running out of time like Alexander Hamilton, but in fact this time they were out of time. Being blinded as were the soldiers, Horde Prime shot Light Spinner back with an excruciating laser. The green and the grey mixed to make a burn on her back as she was launched across the room slamming on the walkway.

You sprinted towards her limp body hoping life still glimmered inside of her. "Beatrix, please wake up!" you cried out shaking her unconscious body.

"That's the problem with you Etherians, you're relationships with one another make you weak. You're love prevents you from wanting the peace I can bring you. You're weak to fight against me with the love inside of you," Horde Prime stated as if he was programmed to say that.

Your face is steaming red as you hold Light Spinner hoping that she will wake up, steam nearly blowing out of your ears, sweat trickling down your face, tears raining from your eyes, the pain radiates through you.

"What are you not going to fight me anymore. I knew you always needed her. You were the weak one after all," Horde Prime mocked.

You find your way up and in the heat of the moment sprint towards Horde Prime and land your clenched fist into his back taking him out.

"No, you're the weak one. You always relied on your clones to do the heavy lifting for you. You did nothing but sit on your throne and provide pain to prosperous populations," you yelled back.

"My clones are simply worthless versions of myself. They mean nothing to me in the grand scheme of my plan," Horde Prime started.

Even though the clones should have been expressionless as they stood by to watch your potential demise and thus asserting Horde Prime's power, one suddenly went from being expressionless to having a solemn face.

"Come little brother!"

A clone trudged forward to meet his leader. "Show this ignorant sorcerer the way we do things around here. Kill (your pronoun)."

The clone slowly raises his arm armed with a blaster ready to blow your head off. You flinch and fluttered your eyes closed ready to accept your death, but suddenly you notice the cold metal removed from your neck and you open your eyes.

"No. I'm not one of your soldiers. I made an identity for myself. I gave myself a name. I made a friend. Entrapta, I do this for her. You are no longer a part of me. I am Hordak, and this is the end for you. Fuck you," the clone stated. Then to your surprise, the clone aims at Horde Prime, firing a green blast at him throwing him off of his throne of power and pain into the deep depths of the mothership. The blow you gave in shut down the hard drive disabling the entire system that was attempting to hack Etheria. Now it would fail miserably and Etheria would be saved.

You turn back to Light Spinner who was able to find her way up onto her feet.

"Beatrix!" you exclaim as you run towards her. Hordak follows you.

"Sweetheart, what happened? Did we win? Hold on, there's a clone behind you let me take him out . . ." Light Spinner rambled.

"It's okay Light, Hordak betrayed Horde Prime, killed him, and saved me. He's the reason I'm still alive."

"Well, thank you Hordak. I know we've fought you for so long, and now I wish I could take it all back. Turns out you weren't so evil after all."

"Thank you, Light Spinner. Now if you don't mind, we need to get out of here. We are going to be in grave danger if we don't leave now," Hordak interjected.

"Agreed. I'll conjure the spell back to Etheria. Let's hope that everything is alright back home," you commented.

You drew the spell on the floor, and within a few minutes, you are home.