The Right Thing

Chapter 3

Catra glared at the sky as it moved directly above her. It had been Entrapta who had first noticed something was wrong, right after the earthquake had hit them and caused the boat to nearly capsize. It had been Scorpia's quick thinking that had prevented that from happening. But then Entrapta had looked up, screamed "the sky is moving", and now no one knew what to do. Least of all Entrapta.

The "mad princess" was an alien with human features and sentient purple hair which was always moving around excitedly, doing the job of an entire crew. But, ever since the sky started moving, it had stopped doing that. In fact, Entrapta had stopped doing anything and had locked herself in her cabin. Both Catra and Scorpia had tried to coax her out but to no avail.

Scorpia herself was getting really scared. Because Entrapta was their pilot and basically their crew, the ship was now adrift and non-functional. But Catra was worried about bigger things. She knew that the only reason Entrapta would freak out like this was if the planet was speaking to her. Something was very wrong and she had no idea what it could be.

For a fleeting moment, the feline considered whether they should return to the Fright Zone. Whatever had happened was almost certainly the witch's fault and maybe killing her would fix it. The thought made Catra grin insidiously. She hated that bitch. It was just at that point when Scorpia yelled:

"There's a ship! THERE'S A SHIP!" Catra quickly looked back down and scanned the horizon. She quickly made out the vessel headed straight for them. It was very small and would be no match for them, even without Entrapta's help. Yet they continued to charge towards them.

Catra groaned. While she usually enjoyed sinking ships and stealing loot, she was just not in the mood:

"Fire the cannon, Scorpia! Give them a warning shot." Scorpia, an alien with scorpion-like claws and a tail, leapt onto the platform of the railgun, a big metal rotating gun on the prow of the ship, and activated its laser. She fired it so it merely singed the prow of the oncoming ship – not enough to start a fire but enough to leave a mark. And more than enough to demonstrate the power of the ship's weapon system. This did not seem to deter the little vessel, however. Catra groaned louder:

"Oh you've got to be kidding me! Fire again – set their sail on fire!" Scorpia nodded nervously. She understood why Catra did not want to have a fight, especially with Entrapta not even being on deck with them. But even at her most ruthless, the feline had never stooped to sinking a ship before its occupants were safely on-board their own. But captain's orders were captain's orders.

"Firing at the sail!" she yelled. The sail immediately caught fire and the oncoming ship stopped dead in its tracks. Catra tensed up as she waited for someone to put the fire out, but no one did. In fact, the fire spread until it engulfed the entire vessel. It was at this point that she finally pulled out her telescope to try and see if anyone was even on-board, lifting up her fake eyepatch as she did so. That was when she saw a human male she recognized as Sea Hawk literally dancing around in the fire, laughing and shouting for joy.

"Oh for the love of-"

"CATRA, WATCH OUT!" Catra had felt the foreign presence behind her seconds before Scorpia yelled. She ducked instinctively and rolled forward, narrowly missing the swing of a large golden sword. She then turned and rose dramatically to see who could have gotten so close to defeating her. The sight that greeted her almost took her breath away but she managed to hide it. Instead, she smirked and unsheathed her claws:

"Hey Adora."

***

Adora's plan had been a simple one. She had quickly realized, after they had all set sail on Sea Hawk's boat, that the captain really was full of himself. He had never outmanoeuvred anyone, yet alone come up with any kind of strategy to fend off or even escape from the Horde's navy. In truth, he was an arsonist and got a kick out of setting his ship on fire. Which was why the Horde steered clear of him and raised a lot of questions as to how he was still alive.