Current day
Lionett is standing in her room in her none-beast state fighting a practice bot. As she proceeds to punch and claw the bot, images and voices echo throughout her mind. Her face heats up as she remembers slow dancing with Catra, the warmth she felt from interlocking fingers during the dance, the way she saw Catra genuinely smiling and having a good time.
I love you
"Idiot!" Lionett says slamming her fist into the bot making a dent.
Sorry I had to distract you
"It was lie!" Lionett says shoving the bot against the wall.
"I got carried away and in the spur of the moment confessed...I'm such an idiot." Lionett mutters to herself
Lionett remembers seeing Catra face in shock and confusion.
"Of course she wouldn't repsond when she was with Adora! Dammit!" Lionett shouts kicking the bot. Her kick smashes through the bots plating destroying it.
"Now Adora is dead. Catra is in agony and I'm here frustrated that she didn't respond haha." Lionett says putting a hand on her face.
"I'm an awful person. Adora was our champion, my commanders love, and here I am feeling like now I might have a chance to be with Catra...ha! It's a fantasy really...Catra's not how she used to be. She's filled with rage and she can't even vent it on the people responsible. She's bottling it up and sooner or later she'll explode." Lionett says sprawling out on the floor.
"I just need to lock these feelings away. She doesn't need to worry about my feelings as well. She needs a competent second in command, she needs someone to catch her when she falls." Lionett says
Light knocking awakes her from her wandering thoughts. She walks over and opens the door.
"Frosta? Is it time to depart?" Lionett says
"Huh? No there still refueling and loading supplies. I just wanted to talk to you, I mean if were going to be fighting together we should get to know each other." Frosta says
"Oh okay well come in make yourself comfortable." Lionett says
Frosta walks into a ger room. She notices the color scheme to be mainly red, white and grey. She has simple furniture's, a desk and a bed. One could barley call this a bedroom. The shining features would be the punching bag dangling from one side of the room along with a number of weights and other items suited for exercising.
"Were you in the horde before?" Frosta asks sitting down on the sofa.
"No why?" Lionett says
"Its just everytime I've seen a bedroom like this its because they were in the horde. You know they were used to owing nothing personal and keeping their needs simple." Frosta says
"Oh yeah I heard about that. Catra had said after the war with prime her room basically consisted of a bed. It took a while before she started filling her room." Lionett says
"So....having fun punching bots?" Frosta says gesturing to the broken practice bot.
"Yeah I practice alot. Gotta keep my edge especially now that were at war." Lionett says
"Speaking of war, what are your abilities? It would help if I knew what kind of fighter you are, I mean I've heard the rumors but I'm guessing the real deal is even better." Frosta says eyes sparkling
"My power is that I can transform into a beast. My senses increase tremendously as well as my speed and strength. My presence becomes harsher and more predatory. My eyes can see farther and can see magic. I can choose between full beast state, half beast state and none-beast state. I can also change a single part of my body to full beast state but requires focus." Lionett says
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She-Ra: Redemption
FanfictionThis story takes places 2 years after Horde primes fall. This will be Catra's story, and this time Adora isn't around. Will she go to far? Will she find her redemption or will she slip back into her old ways
