[This fic is very self indulgent and is probably very Angsty and Catra stepping on you.] You don't remember much from your time as a horde solider. No seriously, you can't remember much besides deserting and you aren't even sure why you did. You do know however that you apparently have a job to protect some blonde princess who seems to attract all kinds of trouble and are also at the same time suppose to fight against her really hot and annoyingly infuriating ex-best friend who seems to really hate her guts. What kind of mess have you found yourself into? TL;DR- You have amnesia but apparently have to ignore that to 'protect' Adora and 'fight' Catra. wtf man-
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