Leaving The Past

monsters don't worry

Catra bit her lip as she watched the blood drain from her hand into the small glass bottles. There was no denying that it hurt but what was a bit of pain if it meant gaining enough strength to defeat the people that nearly killed her hole kingdom.

Using her magic to stem the blood flow she noticed how quickly that she could get the blood to clot.

Wait….I was bleeding pretty badly a second ago. What if….

Sinking her claws back into her palm and watching the fresh wave of blood, Catra focused her magic into it again, watching as it slowed to a stop.

"Combine this with a healing spell and there wouldn't be need for so many transfusions." She said allowed to Storm, who was lying behind her with wings spread, protecting both her and Clawdeen from the light rain that had begun to fall that morning.

"You are probably the first one to use biological manipulation who ever thought of that. Just because something is labeled evil does not always make it so. Magic yields to it's user's will. This black magic for a dark mage, White magic for a regular one are just labels." Silver storm said as she finished healing herself.

"So you're saying that Blood magic could be used for healing?"

She questioned, earning a snort.

"You can use biological manipulation to separate blood from any contaminants, such as the dirt on the battlefield. Yet no one within known history has thought of teaching it as a part of battlefield medicine." 

Storm's reply surprised her.

"Wait, really? Do you think I'll ever get to that point?" 

She questioned and she could swear she heard him laugh.

"You thought to test blood magic's effect on clotting rate. Pretty sure you're one of the only people smart enough to figure it out."

They sat there in silence, watching as the darkness of night finally begin to fade into morning.

"Storm? You said that no magic is truly evil….Does that also mean memory magic and...Shadow manifestation?" She asked after a while, feeling the feathery appendage drop down on top of her as the Pegasus let out a huff.

"It is all in how you use them. The only magic truly condemnable is necromancy. Shadow Manifestation is a mere subtype of illusion spell. As for memory magic, it does hurt it's target but can be used in cases of memory loss in order to help figure out if trauma is the culprit."

Catra bit her lip as she leaned back against his side.

"Sometimes I feel like I'm turning into a fucking monster like….Sha….like the horde commander's."

She confessed.

"Monsters don't worry about being monsters themselves Catra, remember that."

 
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Adora groaned as she looked around the room at the multitude of destroyed training dummies. She shouldn't let it get to her, it was just a dream.

Then again it had felt so real.

White hot energy digging into her skin, holding her in place on the ice cold metal as a mental fog took her over. She had felt as though she was drowning, like she would die if she didn't get up.

"You okay kid?" 

The sudden voice caused Adora to nearly drop her sword in surprise, having assumed that she would be the only one awake at this hour since even Angella tended to wake up a bit later than people presumed.

"Queen Cyra! Ma'am, what are you doing up at this hour?" 

The Magi-Cat queen just smirked.

"Could ask you the same question…. Besides what did I tell you about formalities?" 

Cyra asked, leaping upon one of the benches and sitting crouched, golden eyes narrowed at her as if reading her mind.

"Sorry, force of habit. I just...couldn't sleep. I mean, when Catra is there the nightmares doesn't seem so bad but this morning I woke up and she was gone." 

Adora said, meantly kicking herself for showing weakness however C'yra just chuckled.

"Typical Catra, But just so you know, if you want to talk about the nightmares...I'm a pretty good listener."

Adora really wanted to tell her no, to really say that she could handle it but it wasn't like she could bother Angella with this sort of thing and Glimmer and Bow didn't understand.

"I don't even know where to begin. It's just this weird, strange dream. I've been having it a lot recently. Sometimes I'm in total darkness and it feels like a thousand needles are lashing into me, other times I'm strapped to a metal table or something and it feels like I'm being electrocuted." Adora finally said after a few minutes, only to nearly jump out of her skin when a large hand suddenly cupped her shoulder.

"How long has it been since you've had a good night's sleep?"

Adora was caught off guard by the concern.

"Uh ...Dunno?" She barely managed to respond, only to feel a sense of deja vu as a warm crackling glow began to surround her.

Why don't suddenly want to hit her? I know she isn't going to hurt me.

She wondered, feeling herself untransform from her She-Ra state as her tired muscles began to relax.

"Go back to bed... I'll bring you something that'll help you sleep without nightmares for once."