"STOP THIS, CATRA!" She-Ra scolded over the sounds of smoldering and falling trees. Trees that were once healing from a previous onslaught now hardened by time. Bright Moon was at constant war with the Horde and the Whispering Woods was no longer a fortifiable defense. She-Ra was forced to dodge another assault from Catra's battle suit. Her Horde armor enveloped her like a shining knight. Her weapons were almost as advanced as those of the First One's tech. Her back emblazoned with the symbol of the Horde and her helmet fashioned sharp, spindly horns. From the side of her arm shot another powerful energy blast. Had it not been for the short moment to recharge, she could have hit She-Ra on her recovery.

Catra grinned with crude pleasure behind her armor. She enjoyed the enhanced cat and mouse game and it was clear she had the upper hand. She-Ra couldn't get close enough to strike with the constant barrage of attacks. She wouldn't endure much longer. Her breath heavy and her counter strikes were getting slower. The best She-Ra could do was to run deeper into the forest.

Deeper and deeper they went. For a moment She-Ra took cover and Catra needed to hunt. She-Ra pleaded again, "PLEASE STOP THIS! I CAN HELP YOU IF YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME!" Her voice seemed to echo is all directions and Catra began scanning the area with a slow turn of her head.

Catra's ears twitched and she shouted back, "I'M DONE LISTENING, ADORA! I'VE BEEN DONE FOR A LONG TIME!" The scanner in Catra's helmet chirped in rapid succession and revealed the hidden hero. She opened fire in She-Ra's direction with a charged blast. A loud and pained groan was Catra's received reply as her grin widened victoriously. Catra sprinted toward her, "Not getting away this time, Adora!"

She-Ra was left crawling away on the ground and had only been protected by the shield she carried. Her shield blackened yet still in tact. Every muscle in She-Ra's body trembled and felt as if on fire, though she pushed on. She kept crawling towards a First-One's temple hoping to take shelter but Catra was right behind.

Catra taunted, "Aww, thanks, Adora! You just led me right to another temple that I'm going to destroy." She cackled, "How can you be so stupid?" Catra couldn't help but scoff at She-Ra's ongoing effort to reach the temple in a saddened desperation. As she walked towards her, "You'll never get there at that pace. Here, LET ME HELP YOU!" With the enhancements of her suit, she lifted She-Ra, sprinted to the door, and slammed her body against it. A howling scream followed by a muffled and shuddered cry.

Several shallow breaths to recover and to will the pain away, "C-Catra…, d-don't you DARE go inside!" She gasped at the pain as she spoke, "You'll regret it! I SWEAR you'll regret it! YOU HAVE-" she coughed hard. It was both a reaction to the pain that had only caused her more pain. She forced herself to suppress it. "You have to listen to me, please, Catra."

Catra narrowed her eyes on the fallen heroine and grabbed her by the throat and lifted her. She-Ra tried to gasp and struggled against the tight grip. "You say 'no', I say 'go'." She forced the door to open and threw She-Ra into the temple. Catra followed her in with a smugness that signified her victory, "GEE, DO YOU FEEL SAFER NOW!?"

It hadn't been more than six steps in did the thick metal doors come to a forceful close again. The walls began to glow and a force field shrouded the room.

She-Ra cried out, "I'm sorry Catra, I'm so sorry!" She-Ra groaned, "I tried…, I tried so hard to convince you. I'm sorry."

Catra observed the room from the corners of her eyes, "What are you going on about!?"

She-Ra took several breaths, exhaling harder with each one. She strained a moment. A growing glow to a blinding brightness encased her. With her shield still in hand she charged at Catra at an amazing speed. Far too quick for Catra to react and her enhanced armor shattered against the crash. She-Ra followed through with a spinning, back-handed fist to Catra's helmet. Catra's body spun and tumbled back like a rag doll in a flash and sloshed to a stop as did every limb of her body.

She-Ra threw her shield to the ground and transformed back to Adora. She raced with an agonizing limp to Catra's side, "Please be okay, please be okay!" She placed an ear to Catra's chest to hear her heart and was relieved to hear it was still beating. She removed any of the pieces of armor that remained clung to Catra's arms and legs. Adora, in a hasty panic, looped her arms underneath Catra's armpits and dragged her to a place where she could help her. Every step to move Catra's body sent painful tingles through Adora's legs and ribs but she endured. She endured for Catra.

~oO0Oo~

There was a sound of white noise humming from the machine's in the temple's medical bay. Catra groaned and her ears twitched violent flicks for a brief moment. Adora woke in the chair beside her and leaned forward to grab her hand. "Catra, I'm here."

Catra groaned again. Adora's voice seemed to blur and distort as did Catra's vision when she tried to open her eyes. The intense pain in her head pulsed with each beat of her heart. She let out a very discomforted and loud moan.

"Not again, not again," came Adora's worried voice. Adora lunged for a small pail as Catra turned to her side and emptied what fluid was left in her stomach. Adora did her best to catch it but most of her effort went in vain. She was left to clean the mess from her hands and floor. Adora let out a heavy sigh, "Whatever, it's fine." It took her a moment to realize Catra was still leaning over the edge of the bed unconscious. Adora quickly wiped her hands with a rag and lifted her back in bed, "When are you going to get better?"

~oO0Oo~

Another day had passed. Adora stayed by Catra's side and waited. Hunger was on her mind but she pushed the thought away. It was like old times when they were at the Horde. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before her mind glimpsed to a memory of palace food. She groaned into her hands thinking of all the pastries, sweets, and a slew of exotic meats. Adora complained in a whisper, "Mmmrrr, so hungry."

A mumbled, "Me too," startled Adora.

Adora spoke quickly and held a worried tone in her voice, "Catra! How-how are you feeling? Are you still nauseous? Do you think you can drink some water? The temple has-has-has all these things to make you better but you weren't getting better and I-I-I was so worried you weren't going to be the same. Do-do you know your name? Do you know my name?"

Another groan as Catra held her head, "Do shut up, Adora."

A brief pause followed by a glowing smile, "You remember!"

"I'm pretty sure I said, 'shut up'. You're so loud! Ugh!" Even the sound from her own voice hurt.

A quiet mutter, "S-sorry."

Catra rubbed her face and tried to look around. Her vision was still fuzzy but she could make out some of the objects. The bed, that was clear. The various tubes connected to her. She spoke sourly, "Am I going to set off any alarms if I pull this out?"

"They jus-" Adore cleared her throat and quieted her voice, "They hydrate you. I can get you some food. We can-"

"Shush." Adora did while Catra continued to look around. She took her time to disconnect herself from the medical machines. She realized she was wearing a headband and began to remove it as well. That was until she felt even greater pain in her head and cried out in agony. She clutched her scalp as it panged hard to a point of making her ears ring.

Adora lunged toward her to affix the headband again, "That one, you might want to keep on a bit longer. It helps suppress the swelling in your head. You can walk around with it on, though."

Adora's eyes locked to Catra's for a single moment and Adora was then shoved away, "Don't touch me!"

The temple floor glowed a faint cerulean and the walls had the marks of ancient scriptures. To her, it looked like meticulous hieroglyphics etched into the walls. And seemed unreadable by anyone except Adora. They were, in fact, instructions on how to operate the equipment. But, to anyone else, it looked to be ancient stories from the First Ones.

Catra sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her face again. The last thing she remembered was that awful bright light right before everything went dark. I lost. She beat me, AGAIN! She tightened a fist in anger.

Adora noticed and placed a gentle hand on Catra's shoulder only to feel it pulled away followed by a scornful look. Adora couldn't help feel the tug on her heart with that forceful jerking away from her hand. Catra stood up from the bed and stumbled a bit as she did so.

"Catra!" Adora attempted to help her but was, again, shoved away.

"I'm fine! I don't need your help!" Catra had no destination, she wanted to distance herself from Adora. She assumed she was in one of Bright Moon's prisons. She'd need to concentrate on escape if Adora would just leave. She pretended to be fascinated with the etchings on the walls as she looked around. She left the room stale with silence.

Adora assessed that Catra was finally okay enough to leave her alone. No immediate care was needed. Now that she was able to stand and walk around on her own, she felt it safe to leave. Adora took a nervous breath, "I'm-" cautious to speak, "I'm going to get us some food. Please wait here," she thought about the words she chose. Of course, now that I said that, she'll probably leave and get lost. With some quick thinking, "Or not! Whatever. Do whatever you want…, but if you want food, I'm bringing it back here. Okay! I'm… off to get the food… to bring back here. If you get hungry, this location… is where the food...is-WILL BE!" Catra looked at her with a twisted, confused, and annoyed glare. Adora facepalmed, turned on her heels, and left.

Catra waited until Adora's footsteps were nearly muted by distance before peaking around a corner at the doorway. No one was around in the well lit hall. She looked above and around for any obvious sensors. Nothing. She looked at the floor and tested for any pressure plates. So far so good. She took careful steps forward down the small hallway to peak around yet another corner. Nothing. Feeling more confident at its emptiness she walked faster down the next hall. All doors she passed by were closed with no way to see beyond them. There was no clear way to open them either. She could hear approaching footsteps and tried to continue on. She hoped to find some way out until she was face to face with Adora again and startled her in the process.

Adora dropped a few boxes of food as she jumped at the sudden but not entirely unexpected encounter. "Don't scare me like that!" She bent down to pick up the few boxes of dehydrated. As she came back up, "Look, are you hungry or aren't you? You've been out for two days, it would be wise if you ate." Adora handed her a box with a roll of her hand and a glare that encouraged Catra to take it.

A brief moment of hesitation before she swiped at the box to take it, "Fine," she grumbled.

"Come on, we can eat at a table." Adora led her to a few more doors down the hall until she stepped in front of one. She placed her fingers in what appeared to be decorative grooves, a recess in the door, and pulled downward. And downward the door went that revealed the entrance to a small dining hall. She placed the boxes on a table and took out the tiny pellets. She went to get hot water behind her. As she was filling a cup from a grooved faucet, she spoke over her shoulder, "It's not much. But, with the way you've been throwing up, we should first see if you can hold the food down." She brought the cups of water to the table and spilled some of it over the dried food and watched it take its time to swell.

"Throw up?"

"All over me."

Catra knew she was trying to lighten the mood but she would have none of it. She refused to speak again. She took a small bite of the food but her tongue desired more. Quicker, she took larger mouthfuls at a time having not realized how hungry she was until that first bite.

"Whoa, slow down! You're gonna-" The very next moment, Adora, again, was covered in what was projected from Catra's mouth. Adora closed her eyes a moment and released a heavy irritated sigh, "WHATEVER! I'm used to it!" Adora got up with a gradual rise and carefully took off her red jacket. Luckily it seemed to be the only garment hit while Catra coughed and spit the rest on the floor. Adora got up and washed her hands and brought another cup of hot water back, "This time, eat slower..., please."

They spent the next hour in silence. They ate a small part, waited and ensured their stomachs could handle it, and then tried more. When Adora had her fill, she could feel her mind clearing. Yet it wasn't enough to relieve her exhaustion from watching over Catra. She stood up, "I'll clean up later, I really need to rest. I'll be two doors down on the right. I'll leave the door open. Speaking of, to open these ridiculous doors, it's pull down from the center recess and, to close, it's pull up from the recess in the floor." Catra glared at her without a word as she walked off. "One last thing," Adora added, "try to take it easy for a couple days. You should rest."

~oO0Oo~

Adora approached the edge of her bed and let gravity take her to it. Her face smashed against the pillows and expected a quick departure from consciousness. But, she was beginning to realize, with each uncomfortable toss in her bed, that sleep was not coming. Overtired and filled with worry, her eyes began to well with tears as she muffled her muted sobs. She was no longer confident with her decision to stay with Catra. She wondered and worried if the Horde's forces were still advancing. Bright Moon could not handle a repeat of Catra's first attack. And now, now She-Ra was unable to be with the other princesses. With desperation, she tried to force these thoughts away. Every decision she made felt like a mistake and thought back to six weeks ago.

~0~

Glimmer held Adora's hand firmly, "I think this is a really, really…, really bad idea." Both Glimmer and Adora watched Bright Moon guards march into the temple carrying supplies. Any princess tied to a rune stone were busy enchanting and inscribing scriptures in the outer walls with their magic. Beads of sweat poured off of them as they worked on the large structure.

Adora turned to Glimmer, "This is the only way. Without Catra, the Whispering Woods can heal. The rebellion can take care of the remaining forces. You won't need She-Ra so long as I can get Catra." She gave a brief pause to assure herself that this was the right and only way. "And I will."

"But you only have enough supplies for-"

"I know, Glimmer, but I can accomplish a lot in a year. She won't have a choice but to listen. And I know this is hard to believe, but she's not bad. She's… she's…," Adora fought hard for the right words, "she's hurt." She knew this didn't make sense to Glimmer. She tried, with added effort, to abate Glimmer's worries, "You guys fought without She-Ra for a thousand years and with a broken alliance! Now you can fight the Horde and protect the woods. I believe in you guys, don't you believe in me?"

"OF COURSE WE DO! BUT-" Glimmer's eyes began to tear, "BUT THIS?"

Adora remained silent. The vehicles hummed a soft whirring as they passed her. More and more supplies were being loaded in. Soft whispers, no longer threatening to her, spoke with a gentle shushing. "Imagine…, just imagine how powerful we could be if I could get through to her. And…, she's my…, I can't turn my back on her. She needs my help. The Catra that I know isn't evil." If Glimmer didn't stop trying to change her mind, she was going to break down and cry with her. She had to stay strong. "Besides, if this plan didn't have a chance, your mom would never agree to it. We're stronger now, with or without She-Ra."

Glimmer grasped Adora's jacket, "It's not She-Ra I want! It's YOU!" She sobbed on her shoulder, "Sh-she's going to hurt you! PLEASE don't do this, Adora!"

Adora hugged her, "You know I have to." She gave one more consoling squeeze and released, "It's not like I'll be gone forever, and who knows, maybe we'll be out sooner." She tried to give a reassuring smile. Her own words rang in her mind, Assuming Catra doesn't kill me first. "Trust me, I can do this."

Glimmer sniffed hard as she stood up straight, "You better! And it's not just me. Don't forget about, Bow," she began counting on her fingers, "Perfuma, Mermista, Frosta, Seahawk, and-and…, EVERYONE!" She threw her hands up.

Again Adora smiled, "I won't forget anyone."

~0~

Tears seeped out of Adora's eyes as she told herself, I can do this. I can. She gripped the pillow hard and muffled her cries. She tried to calm herself with deeper breaths. As she did, she finally felt the wave of fatigue that would guide her to sleep. She placed a heavier pillow at the foot of her bed so she could rest easier. It didn't have Catra's warmth when she slept with her at the Horde barracks but it was enough to convince her brain to rest.

~oO0Oo~

Catra finished her food in silence. Silence - it was this that was so peculiar. There were no guards, no other prisoners, no visible sensors or alarms. Nothing. Absolute silence all around. She got up and decided it was time to figure out where she was. Adora was to the right, so she went left. She came to and approached the first door she encountered. She stared at the recess for a moment and placed her fingers in it as Adora had. She pushed down and stood back. Down it went and she entered. It was a bathroom with a large tub. The walls marbled and the shelves stocked with soft towels, perfumes, and soaps. Catra had never seen anything like it and her eyes darted around in confusion. Beside the tub was what appeared to be a toilet except it had soft curved recesses. She walked in and examined it more closely and stared at the ovate shape. A gentle touch to the seat and it immediately began to hum, "Gah!" She took a few steps back and saw it had done nothing. She tested and touched the seat again with her hand and noticed the warmth it radiated. She sat herself down slow and felt the heat on her thighs, "Ohh ohh, okay." She huffed a breath and went. As she relaxed into the seat she reminded herself not to get too comfortable. It was time to move on. As she leaned forward, a soft towelette, of a sort, dispensed out from the wall. Catra poked it with her finger and felt its softness, "PFAH! Are you kidding me!?" She snatched and used it. "I guess I shouldn't expect anything less from spoiled princesses." She got up, avoiding the sink as she left. Perhaps the hieroglyphic inscriptions on the wall right above it were too complicated to spend time figuring out.

The next room she found was a small garden that shined red and blue lights over some growing vegetation. She left for it did not interest her. She moved on down the halls, not finding an exit. Each room seemed to have their own clear theme. A dining area, a kitchen, and what appeared to be a host of games and puzzles. It kept going and going until Catra stumbled upon where she last fought Adora. She approached and picked a shattered piece of her Horde armor and then discarded it. Not far from it was She-Ra's shield. This puzzled her. Why was this not right next to Adora. She couldn't believe she'd discard it and leaving lying there in the open for anyone to take. For her to take. Anger took hold of her, though. She picked up the shield and threw it as hard as she could. "FUCK YOU!" she screamed out and then was immediately startled and pushed back by the boom of the force field as it hit. The collision caused the field to glow bright and pulse and wobble. It seemed to not only absorb the impact but displace it.

It soon began to register to Catra why she was free to roam the halls and rooms. She approached the door she entered initially. Where she was told - no, warned not to enter. She-Ra's voice echoed in her mind, "I SWEAR YOU'LL REGRET IT!" A tingle of fear washed over her and her mouth became suddenly dry. She raised a hand and slowly attempted to bring it to the door. In an instant the force field reacted to the touch and pushed back, hard. "NO!" she screamed. The insurmountable rage built inside her at the realization there was no escape.

~oO0Oo~

Catra grit her teeth and rushed back to Adora's room. Adora was completely asleep until Catra lifted her by the collar of her shirt. She slammed Adora's body against the wall, "GET ME OUT! NOW!" She screamed at Adora's face as the startling pain disoriented her. "YOU TELL ME HOW, RIGHT NOW!" She breathed in great huffs on Adora's face. The waft of each breath was like fire.

Adora tried to groan out, "I-I-" she coughed hard, "I CAN'T!"

Catra dropped her and Adora landed hard. Catra was ready to kick her ribs, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN'T!? I WILL KILL YOU!"

"Then-" she groaned at the pain, "Then you'll be alone. Everyday," she coughed again, "Never knowing how anything works. You'll be left in a prison that could give you everything you need without ever getting it and taunted by the fact…" She stopped herself.

Fuming, she growled, "By the fact WHAT!?"

Adora hesitated. It was going to be the most painful thing. "That I…," Adora forced herself to meet Catra's eyes from the floor, "I won."

Catra screamed at her. Her expression displayed she had every intent to harm Adora. And she did. A kick to the ribs, a punch to the face, she clawed her legs, and threw her to the other side of the room. Catra then left the room to the sound of Adora's pained and tortured cries.

~oO0Oo~

Catra went back to the entrance hall and picked up the shield and slammed it against the barrier. Again, the force field wobbled to the impact. "FOR THE HONOR OF GRAYSKULL!" she slammed the shield into the barrier again. "FUCK YOU!" She was beginning to panic. The fear of no escape consumed her. She went looking for another door but, as she approached the walls of the outer rooms, she was pushed back by the same force field. "There has to be a weak point, I'll find it, I'll find it! Do you hear me, ADORA!? I'LL FIND IT!" Adora. She finally realized the condition she left Adora in. I don't care. I don't owe her ANYTHING! Except, she did. She pursed her lips as she allowed herself to flip a coin in her head as she eyed the hallway back.

~oO0Oo~

Catra stood over Adora who was bleeding on the ground and trembled at the sight of her. Catra's face was still painted with hatred and fury. She approached closer and Adora groaned at the pain as she tried to protect herself. Instead, she was lifted and carried out of the room to the medical station. She placed Adora on the bed where she once laid earlier. The first thing Catra needed to do was to stop the bleeding but she didn't know where anything was. She looked so furious at Adora, "How do I stop…, this?" she waved a hand at the wound.

Adora raised a shaking hand and pointed to a cabinet.

Catra sprinted to the cabinet but it had some different mechanism to open it. Irritated, "How do I OPEN it?"

Without a word and still with that trembling hand she motioned her fingers with a thrust and a swipe to the left. Adora's vision was doubling and blurring. She wasn't going to last much longer.

Catra imitated the motion and grabbed a packet. "What do I do with this?" There was no response. "Adora! What do I do with this!?" Nothing. Great. She tore the pouch open and looked at it. It contained strange, multi-colored crystals. She dipped a finger in and found the substance was dry to touch, but when mashed together, it would become like a sticky adhesive. She understood enough and poured it over the open wounds. Now, she needed to apply pressure. She watched Adora scream with a muted agony. Catra's hand was covered in the sticky substance and couldn't shake it off but for the most part, it served its purpose. She had more time to look through the cabinets and figure out if she could help her other injuries. After rummaging through for several minutes, she discovered a cold-pack that was activated when you squeezed it. A frustrated mashing of items in the cabinet helped enlighten that discovery. She applied them on Adora's face and ribs.

Roughly an hour later came a whispered, "Thank you, Catra."

Catra's brows furrowed, "Whatever." She got up, "Looks like you're fine now. I'm going to your room since I don't know where mine is. Don't bother me, I need to think." Catra walked off.

Adora remained on the medical bed with no ability to move around yet. She rested as much as she could. She wrestled with the idea that she should have fought back. And that enduring the pain and risking her life was unbelievably stupid. But for the purpose of her mission, she needed to be vulnerable and completely open to Catra.

She understood everything the day she was stuck with Catra. The day she searched for Light Hope changed everything. Catra's abuse was getting dismissed for too long. It had shaped her and changed the way she believed people thought of her. Catra's only option was to fight back, be independent, and take control. Adora felt foolish for not realizing it sooner. I'll show you, Catra. It doesn't have to be like this. Adora closed her eyes and rested. She'd apply gauze to her wounds after she built-up enough energy to do so. For now, the amateur quick-fix Catra did with the chatoyant powder would be enough.

~oO0Oo~

Catra stared at the blood on the floor with disdain, anger, and surprisingly, guilt from the foot of the bed. She wrapped her tail around herself and tried to think about her next steps, but she was distracted. Rolling and rushing questions invaded her mind. What did she mean she can't!? She didn't answer. What did she mean!? The blood was still drying. It was browning around the edges and she watched it congeal in the center. She wanted to clean it up but the 'how' and 'with what' were issues that led to more issues. She'd have to talk to Adora again to find out. The blood felt as if it spoke to her and enhanced her guilt. She didn't resist. I caught her by surprise. She could have fought back. Why didn't she? She exhaled an irritated groan. I'm trapped… with her. I don't know what her plan is. I don't know how long I'm staying here. And she can't break the barrier. She imprisoned… herself? I DON'T GET IT!

She got up and walked to the med station once more but she saw Adora sleeping. She had lain on her side and it was unclear if she was breathing. Catra took a silent step in and then heard gentle sighs. She left the room in response. I'll get her to tell me tomorrow.

~oO0Oo~

Adora woke in the middle of the night. Her legs, chest, and face throbbed. She needed to give herself better care. She got up with a careful and gradual rise. She knew well if she got up too fast she'd fall over and hurt herself more. She limped on the balls of her feet and rummaged through the cabinets. She brought out a cylindrical device, gauze wrap, and a thin, flat, but bendable contraption that would wrap around her torso. She tossed them on the bed and then fetched a cup of water. She set the cup down and the first thing she grabbed was the cylindrical device. She held it to the wound on her calf and held a thumb over an inscription. An immediate pulse and she let out a relieved sigh. Her leg no longer felt as if ants had been biting her skin. Next, she brought the device to her face, and again, it pulsed with a wave of relief. The downside was that her face now drooped on the affected side. The device provided temporary pain relief by relaxing any muscle and numbed all nerves within the chosen area. She wanted to use it on her chest and abdomen but doing so would completely immobilize her. She first needed to wrap up her leg. She took a sip of water and began applying the bandages. By morning, the wound would be sealed and mostly healed. Finally was her chest. She wanted to verify there was no internal bleeding and the bendable screen that wrapped around her was a non-invasive way to find out. In a moment it was revealed she was clear of any internal damage. Finally, it was time for her chest to relax. At least the First One's tech was on her side. Difficult times were ahead, Adora knew this.

I binge watched the reboot and simply had no choice but to write a fic. I mean, I just had to.

Please note, I do have a B-Story. Some people did not like I have a B-Story and dropped the fic. PLEASE KNOW that Chapter 6 is pretty much where this happens. BUT AFTER, I've done a lot to taper back on the B-Plot - like.. A LOT. So, if you don't like Plot B, it's easy enough to skip. It's not even the whole chapter 06.

I will take another look at chapter 6 again at some point and see if I can shrink the b-plot some more for you.

As you can probably tell, this is my raw and unedited draft of my first chapter. I'm sure there's a lot wrong with it but I would not mind at all if you reviewed it. In fact, I highly encourage it. The more feedback, even negative, the better.

Please know that I fully intend to have this end with CatrAdora, happily, but I will be throwing them under a bus a few times. I am doing this to explain Adora's and Catra's perspectives - it gets deep.

Anyway, please let me know what you think. I'm sure there's a lot of confusion as to what's going to happen next but hey, that's the point *finger guns and winks* And if this story doesn't float your boat, please let me know what chased you away :)