Crimson Blood

Chapter 18

Catra's POV:

(No One had a long run but sadly it's Catra's turn)

I'll try my best to explain this, I don't know what happened next all I remember is a sword clashing down, heading straight for my throat.

*Flashback*

"You wouldn't" I smirked, pinned by Adora expecting the girl to release me with a pained expression but this time it was different.

I could see the fury in Adora's eyes as she leaned down and whispered, "I'm stronger than you think," At that moment, I knew I messed up, I had tried to squirm out but I knew Adora was easily stronger than me as much as I hated admitting it.

The series of events afterward were blurry but my field of vision revealed Adora's shining sword crashing down on my throat and I should've died but when I squinted my eyes open I saw...

*End of Flashback*

I'm back in the Horde base, of course, I am, the place where it all started. My senses return to me as I take note of everything around me, the destroyed portal, and tons of people lying around.

"Hey Adora," I said, attempting to use my signature smirk but after what had just happened my face was numb from emotional exhaustion.

"Catra," she replied sourly, real bitterness, I can't remember the last time I found her that mad. Now that I think of it, I actually can, it was when we were I think 12 or 13 when we were training, I can't remember exactly what happened but I do remember Adora being so mad at Shadow Weaver, I coulda swore she almost slipped out of her golden girl position.

Her eyes glared directly at me, I could feel them burning through my skin as she backed up slowly as She-Ra and I backed away slowly, trying not to fall from the shock.

"You promise," ran through my mind, I could grasp upon all the times she had said that to the point where my head started ringing, I felt my mind trying to recollect all the times she had said it. It would never escape me, would it?

The time in the rain, that time under the blanket, all those training sessions... Did it mean nothing?

Of course, there was one time she had said it, one time that made me fuel with anger but not towards her or me but Shadow Weaver... our first kiss.

It was when we had just turned thirteen and I stole extra ration bar portions for Adora, it was clear in my mind exactly how the events had played out. We were under our bunks during a storm when Adora leaned in, I still remember the way her lips met mine, how they interconnected at that slight touch until of course we were caught because nothing ever comes easy for us.

Shadow Weaver had entered the room with an angry expression, I could feel her glaring at me under the mask while Adora hid behind me with a scared expression, she had taken Adora away, leaving me in Adora's bunk.

When they came back, Adora was acting normal and I tried to ask her what happened but she would always say nothing, when I brought up the kiss she would brush it off and say it never happened. I never knew why until that one day she got captured.

*Another flashback because I'm evil*

"Because I am going to wipe your mind!" Shadow Weaver proclaimed, the red crackling energy fueling up her veins as she towered over Adora.

I had been glaring from the back, ready for what Shadow Weaver would do, the fear on Adora's face... I recognized it, I wore it every day when Shadow Weaver approached me.

She had told me I was useless and sent me packing but Adora... I couldn't stop thinking about her until something clicked in my mind. Our first-ever kiss, that was what happened wasn't it, this innocent little charade Shadow Weaver had been pulling our whole lives with Adora as the little trophy.

I rushed back in, ready to grab the sword while Shadow Weaver was distracted, almost getting caught by Hordak. I guess then I knew I would do anything for Adora, I would... I wish times were still like that when we had this yearning for each other and couldn't stay away. Every day I'd been asking myself what I did wrong until the answer was obvious but my sorry mouth couldn't even say the words until it came to this... Adora leaving me for good. Typical.

*End of flashback*

My feet glided across the surface of the Fright Zone, it felt so unfamiliar in ways even though I had been living there my whole life. What was unfamiliar about it? I knew every pillar and piece of metal like the back of my hand, so why did it all feel so strange?

"Hey Catra, you seem down, do you wanna talk about anything?" Kyle asked, hand in hand with Rogelio while Lonnie sat there holding a 'Their totally together' sign over her forehead without them noticing.

"WHY ARE YOU EVEN TALKING TO ME?! GET BACK TO WORK!" I screamed, bursting out in their faces. Lonnie looked back at me with a sad expression, I knew she didn't like me that much, so what was with that guilty look?

"I'm sorry I didn't figure out sooner," Lonnie whispered, looking back at me sadly.

'What was that for?' I asked myself before carrying myself through the Fright Zone. I don't know when or how it happened but I found myself reminiscing on old memories with Adora.

"Remember when we were destined to be together?" I whispered to myself silently so no one could hear.

I went over to Shadow Weaver's old room to see a mask laying on the floor of the room, one that looked like the one she was wearing when I last saw her, she must have tons of these.

I picked it up, making sure it wouldn't crack the floor under it, and glided my claws around it.

"ARGH!" I screamed, tears rolling down my eyes and my throat clasping as I chucked the mask onto the dang rock while it shattered to pieces.

Note: I know this chapter sucks but take it!