trapped | catradora fanfiction [ENG]

Chapter IV: it's just a lie

- I can't believe this! I shouted, desperate for some help.

I couldn't help myself but want to evade this place as quickly as possible. Being stuck in here with the woman who betrayed me was most likely going to make me crazy. I grinned at how idiotic she looked as she tightened her grip to the mush that was spread on the floor. I had already given up; escaping was clearly going to be impossible.

Adora sighed before letting go of the goo. She seemed suddenly so depressed, as if a wave of bad memories hit her. With a worried face, I tried getting her attention but nothing made her notice me. Not only were we stranded in this strange place stuck to the ground, but we were also surrounded by this strange darkness.

It indeed felt strange. We were both capable of seeing each other, somehow. Adora had lost Bow's pad and we were therefore uncapable of seeing anything near us. We were extremely vulnerable. Anything could kill us. Even just a simple tiny venomous creature. We would never be able to feel its presence, especially since all I could feel was this slime textured substance.

I raised my head up to the roof; or whatever was above me. As I said earlier, we have only seen the roof of this place once. Not ever again have we been able to lay eyes on it. Adora softly pushed me as she was desperately trying to free herself from the grip of this goo. 

This one didn't smell like apple cider any longer. It somehow had a bad scent, as if it had just come out of someone's... I mean, as if it still belonged in a toilet bowl. Adora probably noticed it too, as she seemed to make a disgusted face from time to time.

She kept moving around to escape this root, but with no result. We were really stuck to this ground. What's even worse is that I am the one stuck with her. I truly had nothing to talk to her about. Everything in our relationship has changed.

- Hey Catra... Adora said calmly.

I looked at her with a questionable face.

- Remember when you pulled the lever to activate that strange portal... Why did you do it? she asked out of pure curiosity.

I grinned. Why did I do it? There must be a particular reason, but for her to know why was probably not something I surely wanted. Sure, I made a huge mess out of such a tiny and unstable project, but never was I going to apologize. That reckless mistake weakened the Rebellion and I am more than just proud of that.

But a reason to why I did it? Despite making the Rebellion even more vulnerable to the Horde's attacks, my whole goal wasn't that. Having Adora tightened to a pillar right next to that silly portal kept trotting in my brain. I couldn't help myself but want to free her from this... this prison, if that's what you can call it. 

Truthfully, I wanted to impress that golden haired girl. She had always been slightly better than me at everything. It was finally my chance to prove how much confident and how strong I had grown ever since she abandoned me. I pulled the lever out of pure courage, that is... I instantly regretted it of course. As I watched Adora get sucked in that thing, I truly wanted to just go back to how everything was before. And in that other reality... Adora and I were back together... Something I regret. I never wanted her back. In fact, I wanted her mostly gone.

There was still this feeling wanting her back. This feeling forcing me to not forget her completely. This strange emotion giving me the urge to see her again... To see those pale blue eyes characterized by those dark pupils. I wanted her near me even after her betrayal.

I giggled at Adora's question. 

- I guess it seemed fun, you know how things are in the Horde. I replied.

I obviously had to lie. It's not as if it was a big deal. She had no idea how I truly felt and honestly, it's way better this way. I love her for what she is, but I hate her for what she has done. It's horrible how lonely I have been feeling this past year. I can't tell if it's my fault or hers. Am I really the one who pushed other people away?

Adora looked at me with her eyes piercing my own soul. They were so beautiful. I always get lost as if I'm floating in this pale, blue and yet, empty sea. I've been fascinated by them ever since I've met Adora. It's foolish.

I forced myself to try and get out of this rather sticky situation. I took a grip of the goo on the floor and began to pull on it. I could feel all of my members trying their hardest to free themselves. But as I thought. nothing happened. This goo was as strong as metal. It was inevitable.

Adora shaked her head multiple times. She looked down, tired of all this nonsense we went through today. I too felt very numb. It was as if I went in a battle field for 24 hours straight, fighting with all the energy my body had for me. Yet, we had barely moved today. All we did was walk.

Then the flashbacks... And the dorms. I was still wondering how they ended up in this black pitch this place is. How was it still standing? The Horde had been completely destroyed by the Prime's attacks. I couldn't come up with a reasonable answer. Nothing made sense anymore. It was as if Etheria itself was just a huge bundle of lies and deceits. 

As I gave up on the goo I had gripply firmed in my hands, I heard Adora whisper words I couldn't really comprehend. I looked at her from the corner of my eye, wondering what the hell she was even trying to do. No magic could save us. Besides, she didn't have her sword and I was just a Horde general. I don't know a single thing about magic.

- Well that didn't work. Adora said, with a tone that indicated how tired she was.

I laughed. Whatever she was trying to do, it was still funny to hear her say stupid things. 

- What was that exactly? Were you reading moon runes? I joked. 

Adora denied it. It was her ancestor's prime language. It sounded truly idiotic at first, but I guess judging it wasn't going to help our situation in any way.

Crack. 

- Why are you making weird noises? my partner asked.

I questioned her. At first, I thought she was making a joke and pretending I made a noise to scare her. When I saw her face, I could tell she wasn't lying. Something was with us. 

Something? Or someone.