"So, I'm a princess? An actual princess?" Swift Wind nodded. Adora's face was blank. Nothing made sense and yet everything made sense. Four years had passed, Catra hated her, the princesses liked her, she had gone to Beast Island and survived...being a princess was not the craziest thing she had been told. Micah then chimed in:
"Yes, you have a sword that you hold over your head, and then you yell-" Swift Wind interrupted, shouting:
"For the honor of Grayskull!" Micah frowned at him before continuing:
"Um, yes...and then you transform into She-Ra, the legendary warrior princess." Adora began sweating. This was all becoming too real. She wheezed:
"Okay...I'm a princess...I fight against the Horde...I fought against Catra...the girl I love now runs the Horde..." Adora took a deep breath to stop herself from hyperventilating. After a moment, she continued:
"I have one question. Well, several really. First of all, how do I know any of what you say is true? Where is my sword? How does its magic work? And why did I turn against the Horde? What happened to make me leave Catra? And where is Catra? Bow said she ran away – do you know why? Have you found her yet? And can you please untie me?!" Before either Micah or Swift Wind could respond, a loud bang echoed through the palace. It sounded like it came from far off in the distance. Swift Wind immediately headed to the window while Micah turned to Adora, muttering:
"I don't know, Adora. I don't know the answers to any of your questions. I'm sorry." With that, Glimmer suddenly teleported into the room, yelling:
"Dad! You need to come with me right away! Swift Wind, stay with Adora!" Before Micah could protest, he had been grabbed by Glimmer and teleported away. Swift Wind raised his eyebrow and said:
"Well, that can't be good." Adora scoffed and muttered:
"Guess I'm untying myself then." After a few minutes of awkward grabbing and pulling, Adora had managed to free herself from her bed. She got up and stretched, loving how the tension in her muscles was finally relieved. She then headed over to her desk and began looking through it.
Adora found battle plans, battle orders, invitations to various balls and parties, and an old crumpled note that read "Hi Adora" in Catra's writing. Adora raised her eyebrow. She did not remember Catra giving her this. After a moment staring at it, she pocketed the note and headed to the window.
The view was stunning. She was definitely in Bright Moon. The Whispering Woods stretched out for miles, and she could just make out the Fright Zone in the distance. At least it was still there. Adora then made a decision. She turned to Swift Wind, who had been unusually silent and still this entire time:
"Hey! Do you know where my sword is?" Swift Wind nodded.
"It's in the throne room. Glimmer's keeping it for you until you're ready to use it again." Adora smirked.
"Oh, I'm ready. Can you fly me there?" Swift Wind looked unsure as he spluttered:
"Um, uh, I'm not sure that's a good idea...shouldn't we wait for Glimmer..." Adora interrupted him by slamming her hand on the window sill and yelling:
"Hey! You're She-Ra's steed, right? That's what you said! Not Glimmer's! Mine! You do as I say! Take me to the throne room!" Adora had also found a Force Captain badge in her desk. She had pocketed that too.
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As Catra walked through the Whispering Woods, once again with no clear destination in mind, Madame Razz's words plagued her. She was a princess, her mother had abandoned her to keep her safe, and she might one day marry Adora and have a kid? No, the whole thing was too insane – the lady was completely crazy! But why had she seemed so confident, and how did she know Catra so well? Her thoughts were interrupted by voices and footsteps nearby. Catra ducked and hid behind a bush. Using her heightened senses, she figured out there were two people approaching. She was then able to make out their voices:
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Gracefully Broken
FanfictionRated M for graphic depictions of violence and mature themes - I know Catra saving Adora from a Horde-related lethal injury has been done so many times already, but I love the idea and want to contribute my version. That being said, there will be so...