Escaping Corruption (Seasons 1-3)

21 - Bloodied Lilies

(A/N; Blood, heavy Gore and murder)

Whispering.

Screaming.

Smoke.

Fire.

Bombs.

Burning villages.

Catra flung herself out of her bed. Just another nightmare.

She got up, and dressed herself. And as she was walking down the corridors to get breakfast, she heard yelling from the council room, but ignored it. It was too early for dealing with things.

She had just finished her toast when Maverick asked her to spar with him. She agreed, and they went into the sparring room, which made her think of a sports hall.

Maverick won, and he laughed at her in the language of a boastful winner from his place perched on the metal bar.

But their happiness was short lived.

Before Catra got to her feet again, she felt her lungs being blocked off. She tried to look down, but the only thing she could see was blood.

Gallons after gallons of blood.

She distantly heard Maverick yell to Naeva to get help. Then everything went black.

‘Shut up!’

For the third time this week, C'yra was arguing with a council member who was unaccepting of Catra. Claiming her as “foul” and “Bloodshame”.

Riza, the grand duke, sighed and attempted to stand up for Catra.

Until they were interrupted by Naeva burst into the room, heaving.

‘Naeva Blightshade. What now? I'm kind of busy?’ C'yras eyes shift to the head of the guard.

‘I-its Catra….Aldric….H-he…Is trying to kill her’

C'yra has never appeared frightening to Naeva until now. The queen throws the doors right off there hinges as she enters the sparring room.

Amato is at her heels, and his composed expression falters between worry, fear and rage upon seeing Catra laying in a pool of crimson. In a pool of her own blood.

Aldric is fighting against the protection spell Maverick had drawn.

But the elder magicat was thrown away from his battle as C'yras anger regenerates.

Amato and Maverick rush to Catras side.

While the king inspects the wounds, Mavericks eyes waver on the argument between the Queen and the nobleman.

(A/N; Gross detailed description including gore, murder and organs)

What neither he nor Naeva expected to witness, was when the queens eyes narrowed.

She picks up a sword by the side. It was a majestic piece of work, slender, deadly, with diamonds inlaid on the hilt of gold.

C'yra raises the sword.

And for a moment, nothing happens.

But then, with a burst flair of supernova light, Aldric starts screaming in agony.

His forehead starts to tear, ad it reaches down his whole body, splitting him in half. His organs slither out, and both of his intestines curl around his neck, and begin to choke him.

Suffocating by his own organs. Gruesome.

But thats not the end of it.

Blood pours from the split, and he cries out in fear. Maverick wishes he never looked.

Then, C'yra dropped the sword and approached him as he continued to choke.

‘If I remember correctly, you're on your last life. Goodbye’

Maverick nearly vomits as C'yra extracts her claws, and gouges out his eyes.

She then clips an unknown device underneath his tongue, and rips it clean out. Blood shoots across the queens arm.

‘Naeva. Maverick. Amato. You better not be watching.’ The queens voice is deadly calm, as if afraid of angering herself.

Maverick averts his eyes, and is glad, as he doesn't want to know why Aldric is continuing to made wretched gurgling sounds.

He stares at the floor beside Catras head, feeling nauseous and sick to his stomach.

He is even more afraid when silence falls, and Aldric is definitely dead.

Amato and Maverick turn back to her.

her white robes are soaked in blood, which is splattered across her face and arms. Her fur is slicked down from sweat after using so much power. Her eyes hold a psychopathic glint that hadn't been there previously. But it shines a tad bit brighter, before disappearing.

‘I'm….going to take a bath. Amato, You may join me if you wish, Maverick, get Catra to the infirmary ‘ She courtseys weakly, and plodded away to her chambers.

‘That was…’ Maverick begins.

‘Horrific?’ Amato suggests.

The two nod.

Maverick picks up Catra, and starts the walk to the infirmary.

One thing was for certain, he was never going to forget that disgusting and nauseating experience.

And he knew he wasn't the only one.