Leaving The Past

chapter 24: Almost

C'yra arched a brow as she landed in front of the now Frozen in place teenager.

“Holy shit was that? When did I? What the heck was that? How did I even do that?” Catra stammered although the queen just rolled her eyes at that.

“Catra take a breath. It seems like your emotions and magic is connected.” The queen stated although she wasn't quite sure that Catra heard her.

“Mom? I think she's finally snapped.” Raiona snickered, earning a smirk.

Okay so either I deal with….whatever this is or I can use instinct to snap her out of it. C'yra thought, forming a small ball of light in one hand?

“I'll see if she has.”

She could see Raiona want to protest but before either Catra could realize what was going on or Raiona could say anything else she sent the orb just inside Catra's line of vision, causing the teen to stop mumbling and fluff up, watching it.

The queen had to bite her lip to keep from laughing—and snapping Catra out of it—as the teen eventfully pounced at it.

“Nope not lost it completely yet.” Raiona said, breaking the proverbial spell that the moving light had put on the teen, causing her to fluff up even more.

“Ugh I hate you both!”

C'yra just laughed aloud at that and ruffled the teen's mane, earning a hiss snarl as Catra ducked away from the gesture.

“I thought I hurt you asshole!” She snapped, earning a smirk.

“Takes more than a instinctual, half-assed blast to hurt me kid. Now come on I'm sure Miv has dinner almost ready.”

Tora knew something was wrong when Catra came into his study unannounced and sat crouched in one of the chairs farthest from him, tail wrapped around her legs tightly and her face buried in her arms.

“Wanna talk about it?” He asked, earning a muffled groan followed by a “no.”

“Okay, whatever you say cub. Did you and your mom get into a fight or something?” He asked earning another, sharper no in response.

Tora just shook his head then before returning his attention to his reading, giving her time to tell him on her own.

“I need you to teach me magic.”

The words were so muffled and so rushed that he was sure he was hearing things.

“Excuse me?”

The king couldn't help but say as he looked up from his book, after all he must have misunderstood Catra because she was afraid of magic and for good reason.

“I need you to teach me magic okay? M….C'yra was fooling around and made me mad and I...something happened and I thought I had hurt her. I need you to teach me magic so I can control it and not nearly blast people!”

Catra's answer caught him almost as off guard as the near slip did.

Did she manage to use magic without trying? I mean it would make sense because my brother and I both come from a very strong bloodline of magic wielders but still… he thought, but instead of saying anything he only wheeled his way over to her, placing a hand on her forearm.

“Okay. We'll start tomorrow okay? It's late and your mom would kill us if we skipped dinner. Wanna talk about what happened?” Tora kept his voice low as he reached up and gently tugged at one of the paler parts of the girl's hair, earning a ghost of a grin.

“No. C'yra and I talked about it on the way home. I didn't even hit her but I'm terrified that I'll become power crazy like Shadow Weaver. I mean magic basically corrupted her...I mean it had to since she acted like it was some kind of gift from the gods.” Catra answered with a sigh as her ears folded back

“I just know how bad it hurts to be hit with a full force magic blast. I don't want to do that to anyone, especially accidentally to someone that I….That I care about.”