So bOI DON'T I FEEL GOOD
So to heal my dissapointments after Voltron S8, I've decided to watch She-ra and The Dragon Prince and it was awESOME.
She-ra is cool, and I'm in the mood for some angst so here I am with this fanfiction I made so hard. I ship Catradora, but I also ship Glimmadora and other ships that confuses me, but hey, Catradora is probably the real deal here so here I am.
Epecially With The Episode "Promise", It's so sad I cried ;-;
So here is some fresh angsty catradora from the oven :3
ps: pls review lol I worked so hard on this
"Hey Adora."
It was Catra. Who else would it be? Adora thought as the voice repeated again, for the third time.
The first one woke her up. The second got her questioning whether it was a dre or not. The third one, Adora knew she was there.
Sure enough, Catra was there, sitting on her balcony's railing.
Adora sat up, preparing herself for a fight, but somehow she had a feeling that this time, Catra wasn't here for trouble.
"Catra, what do you want?" she asked harshly, hoping that the intruder gets her message: she wasn't welcomed, nor wanted.
"Easy, Adora. Just saying hi. Nice room." Catra walked in lightly, looking around. "Better than yours- well, ours back in the Fright Zone."
"What are you trying to do, Catra?" Adora stood now, watching her sharply."Hurt me? Kill me? Bring me back for torture? Just get to the point."
"Woah, easy. If I wanted to do that, I would've done it hours ago, when you were sleeping." She told her. Catra walked around for a few more moments before stopping right in front of her, as Adora glared at her."
"I'm now Hordak's second in command. I just wanted you to know, because when we see each other again, I'd have to hurt you."
"Do you want to?" Adora asked. "Hurt me?"
Catra shrugged. "A little bit of yes and no. You started this, Adora."
"I was doing the right thing to do."
"Is breaking your promise a right thing to do?" Catra asked. "I was always your shadow, Adora. I had always needed your protection, I'll admit it, and you know it's true. So why, then?" Her voice wavered. "Why did you still leave me anyway?"
Adora hesitated. "Catra, I..."
She took a step closer to her. "I hope... I hope your new friends treat you right. I mean it, really. I hope they're better than me. You deserved them, Adora. You deserved more than just someone who needs your protection."
Their gaze meet, and both Adora and Catra remembered the times when they were still friends, vowing to protect each other from harm's way. Adora didn't know how to say it - but she needed Catra, as much as Catra needed her, even when it seems it was always her who protects Catra. Catra had always made her feel like she wasn't alone in this world. Catra made her want to forget about finding who she really was, or who she came from. Catra made her feel like at least someone didn't only like her just because she was everyone's favorite and best cadet.
Catra made her strong. She needed her. Adora needed her.
"I hope they'll protect you with their lives, Adora. So next time, they can stop me from hurting you again." Catra's fingers traced along the scars in her arms lighly. Catra regretted hurting her. Did Adora regret hurting her? It doesn't matter to her. As long as Catra knew she wasnn't hurt, even when they're now enemies.
"So that next time, they can stop me from making scars like these. Ever again."
"Catra, I..."
"I'm sorry, Adora." Catra rubbed the scars softly. "You were right. I was right. I don't deserve you anymore. I just hope... I just hope that if these scars don't fade, when you look at them, It'll remind you of me in a good way, the Catra before I wouldn't even imagine to do any harm on you. The Catra you loved, not the Catra that harms you. I hope it'll remind you of how stupid we've been, and I hope you forgive me one day, for how stupid I've been."
Catra looked at her lovingly for a second before letting go of her hand and walked towards the balcony.
"Catra please, don't go," Adora whispered. "Please, don't leave me. I can't loose you, not again."
Catra smiled softly. "I can't, Adora. I'm sorry." She said. "Just remember this; I can never stop loving you. Even when you're being a dumbface. Even when you left me, I can never stop loving you. Even when I hate you, I'll never, ever stop loving you.
"Catra, please, I'm sorry- but it doesn't have to be this way. Just stay. I need you, Catra. I need you." Adora held her. "Please. Don't go."
"I have to go, Adora." Catra shook. She slipped her hand off her grip and climbed the balcony's railing.
"I love you." She said, looking at her for the last time. "Even when I wish I wouldn't."
Then she left her, leaving Adora stunned and broken, wondering if what Catra said was really true- and if what she had done was really the right thing to do.
