She-Ra (Catradora)

Chapter 10

Around two days journey from Bright Moon there stands the Felician city of Warnfur. In the upstairs bedroom of an orphanage, Catra, Queen of Warnfur and sole heir to the Sphalerite Prism sat in a bathtub with water too cold and a tub too small for comfort. Adora used a cup and poured it over Catra's shoulders, using a rough brush and soap blood stains started to lift from her fur. Catra didn't say anything, she didn't move or squirm from the water she just sat there, head empty. Adora sighed, there were a million things she wanted to say but with no idea how to even begin.

It was fifteen hours after the fight with Lord Hideo and Catra hadn't said a word since they left the castle. Adora tried to get Catra to go to sleep but she didn't. Catra just sat there at the edge of the bed all night. You would have thought that catra had a thousand thoughts a minute but in truth, she didn't. She knew what happened, she understood why it happened, she just didn't know how to react so she didn't react. In the afternoon a meeting with the people of Warnfur was to take place and Catra was to address the situation, what was to come of it was anyone guesses.

"Right, let's get you out and dry you off." Adora gave a supportive smile as Catra stood up and took the towel Adora handed her. Catra walked over to the bed with her clothes on and got dressed. She sat back down on the edge of the bed, Adora walked over and sat next to her. "Do you want to talk about it?" Catra said the first words since the castle. "What is there to talk about." Adora was concerned Catra was never this quiet. When Catra was angry she shouted and when she was sad she cried. But this. This wasn't Catra. "Catra, just talk to me. At our wedding we promised each other we would be with each other through our best and our worst and that's what I'm trying to do. Be with you at your worst. Just tell me how you feel." Catra looked up with a blank expression. "That's the problem I don't know what I'm feeling. I've gone my whole life not knowing my family or where I come from. Fighting against princesses only to find out I am one. And then for my mother to drop dead. It's just a punch in the face isn't it." "Catra I-" "You know what's funny though. Shadow Weaver always told me that my parents abandoned me that they didn't want me. But now I know I was stolen. It's not like I stayed up all night on patrol when I was nine hoping my family would come and save me. For NINETEEN YEARS I THOUGHT I WAS ALONE!" Catra began to cry, "And now... it doesn't even matter." Adora began to tear up, "your wrong. I completely matter. You now know that your mother loved you so much and wanted you to come back to her every single day. You couldn't have possibly know where she was or what had happened but that doesn't make her death in vein she saved you Catra." Tears were streaming down Catra's face. "Adora... I... it's not fair... she's gone and... I-" Adora hugged Catra and held her head in her hands. "I know, I know." Catra was very emotional but years of being in the Fright Zone taught her to bottle up her feelings causing her to break when things get too overwhelming. However, Adora has been helping her and herself learn how to turn how their feelings into words. But what Catra and Adora aren't very good at is figuring out what to do when emotions can't be expressed in words.

The square was packed with men, women and children. Murmuring came from the crowd frown every corner of the square. "What's going on, what happened?" "I heard Lord Hideo is dead." "It was the Horde." "No, I bet it was She-Ra she arrives a few days ago." A guard walked on stage and spoke. "Presenting queen Catra." The crowd was in an uproar. Catra took a deep breath and walked on stage. "Ahem, my name..." "Who even are you." "Go back to Brightmoon!" The crowd laughed and cheered at that. Catra grit her teeth. "SHUT UP! My name is Catra though my birth name is Laila Haruki daughter of Sylvia Haruki." The crowd went silent. "I was taken from my mother as a babe and my father was killed during our capture. I grew up not knowing who I was or where I had come from. Lord Hideo a man filled with malice and evil took over this land with the intent to control it not to lead it. Hideo had imprisoned Queen Sylv... he imprisoned my mother in his castle for the past five years while he stole from the people. Drowning himself in gold, food and fine wine."