Month 6 - Hordak keeps Adora as prisoner

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Hordak imprisons Adora. He intends to find out more about her unborn child, and just how powerful it will be.
Set during S3 EP4

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Entrapta lifted the sword. "With the sword connected to the portal machine, we should finally be able to bypass the planetary interference. I just have no idea how it works," She chuckled. Adora screamed at her through the gag. DON'T DO IT! STOP!

Hordak grumbled. "Must she be here?" He growled. Entrapta hummed. "Good question. I'm not sure if we just need the sword or of we need She-Ra, too," She mused. Adora levelled her with the best glare she could muster. "Adora, you wouldn't happen to know, would you?" A tendril of her purple hair pulled down the cloth covering her mouth. Adora spat. "No. Even if I did, I wouldn't tell the Horde," She hissed. Entrapta hesitated briefly, grinning quickly.: That's okay. I like figuring stuff out," She pulled the gag back up, but Adora spat it out. "Please, Entrapta, you don't wanna do this,"

"Silence!" Hordak snapped. Adora felt the ever-familiar burn of anger singe her veins. The baby kicked frantically at the change of emotion. She breathed deeply. "Entrapta, begin," He said. The anger gave way to rage as she faced the Horde leader. "You. You took me away from my family when I was a baby!" Hordak's head moved slightly, the only acknowledgement that he was listening. "You lied to me my whole life, about the Princesses, about Etheria, about who I am!" Her voice broke at the end, angry rage turning to tearful rage.

Hordak huffed. "I could not have lied to you about who you are. Because I have never known, nor cared, about someone as inconsequential as you,"

Adora glared at the back of his head. "You should care, because I'm the one who's gonna make sure you fail!" She yelled. Hordak spun. "I will not fail. You have no power to stop me. I am opening that portal. And I am going to use your own sword to wipe out the rest of you pathetic Rebellion once and for-"

Hordak's suit glitched and sparked as he fell to the ground.

Adora wasn't pleased to say she felt joy at seeing the man who ruined her life, brought to his very knees before her form... albeit not because of her, but nonetheless.

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Hordak had her imprisoned again, relatively quickly. Apparently, until Entrapta could determine whether or not Adora (read, She-Ra) was needed, she was to be kept out of his sights. As, quote, "Pregnant women are a nuisance... especially if they serve the Rebellion,"

She was thrown into a prison cell, helpfully equipped with only a thin mattress and toilet. Ah well. She'd had less. She was reminded of when she and Bow and Glimmer camped in the woods... where Shadow Weaver proceeded to terrorise them with her stupid Shadow Spies.

She paced around the cell, somewhat thankful they'd not bothered to shackle her to the wall. They'd also removed her shoes, for some reason... she didn't like that. Her shoes were something she'd worn every day, every month, every year for most of her life. The reason for taking the shoes? "You can't run away if you get out with no shoes,"

Adora scoffed at the guard's face, gesturing to her six-month-old bump. "I can barely fucking walk like this, never mind running," The guard growled, so she shrugged. "But whatever makes you happy,"

And there she stayed, dealing with the... visits... from her old squad members.

They'd left her alone for the first two days, which suited her. Her head hurt from fighting Huntara only three days ago, her feet hurt (all the time anyway, but even more so now), her back had noticeably ached more and more as she grew closer and closer to her due date, her will to live was low, and nausea had just kept getting worse!

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