The Horde Soldier | Catradora

Let's Disappoint Each Other

"So, the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D. right now is a dumbass bitch."

Adora practiced her speech as they made their way to the S.H.I.E.L.D. building. She forgot how itchy her old suit is. Thank the heavens she figured out how to do some old fashioned breaking and entering into her own museum.

Stealing her own suit... As they went over the plan over and over again, it all seemed simple enough. She wears her old, strapless suit without the halter top. Hey, women back then had to have a totally different appeal, and she needed the respect. Especially from being in a military role.

The old suit would totally mess with Catra, if she happened to run into her. And Adora hoped not. Entrapta kept glancing back at her in concern, and she's glad to have her support. She really is. Huntara made everything easier, too. But everyone here is worried that Catra is distracting her.

She doesn't need that right now. She's fine, and if anything, she has the most leverage with the suit. No matter what happened to Catra to make her the way she is, to forget everything... No, they'd be fine.

The chances of running into Catra are slim anyways. Why would S.H.I.E.L.D. or Mara risk someone seeing her? No, she's fine. And she proved it by kicking down the door to the communications room, smiling at the person who opened the door.

Entrapta and Huntara aimed guns at the people inside. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents stared at them with wide eyes, surprised to see the three most wanted at their door. "Excuse us," Adora said, the agents raising their hands in defense.

A pause as she heard Bow talking over the coms. So the plan is in motion. She walked over to a PA system microphone, where she pushed a button and got feedback. She cringed at the loud sound, then leaned forward and started talking.

"Hey, everyone," she cleared her throat when she talked an octave higher. "Hi, S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. This is Adora Carrero here. There's been a lot of talk about me these past few days. I know you were ordered to hunt me down. I think you should know the truth."

Mara's bullshit about how grateful the world should be came from Bow's com momentarily distracted her. She looked to Entrapta for encouragement. They could hear what's happening. The girl gave her a thumbs up, and smiled.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is not what we thought it was," Adora continued. "Hydra has come back, and taken over this organization. Mara has become its leader after murdering Angella. They've become a dictatorship, and almost have complete control. They're in this building. May be right next to you. It won't end at Angella. Hydra will kill anyone who's a threat if you launch those helicarriers. But we can stop them. This is asking a lot, I know. Freedom has always been expensive. It cost me my best friend's life. But I'm very willing to pay it. If I'm the only one, then oh well. I'll stand against an army if I have to alone. But I can bet that I'm not charging into this battle by myself."

Her finger lifted off the button, leaving her speech satisfied. She always had the best speeches back in the forties. The reference to her 'best friend' probably gave her empathy points, too.

Nothing ever compared to Catra's 'Give It Up For She-Ra', though.

"Damn," Entrapta awed at her. "Do you write these down first or something?"

"Or something," Adora shrugged. Her heart dropped as she heard an alarm go off. She didn't know what it was for, but she had an idea of what it could be.

Huntara sat down at one of the open computers motioning for her and Entrapta to get the hell out. They scurried to the window, only to see the helicarriers now out of the water, ready to launch at any given time.