The problem with sleeping outside in tents is that you can't tell when you have been magically transferred over to a dungeon. The conditions for both environments are rough, and if the time of year is right, both are cold.

What ended up waking Adora was the persistent drip, drip, dripping sound near her head. If it was raining, she had to get up and make sure the camp was covered and ok. For just a brief moment, she resisted and grasped her blanket a little tighter. Then she signed and sat up.

She was no longer in the Whispering Woods. It was dark and dank. The air could not be confused with the sweet smell of the woods. There was nobody snoring nearby. And the only light came from hall outside of the door.

The shock didn't last for long. This was Adora after all. Princess of Eternia. Leader of the Great Rebellion. Former Force Captain for the Horde. She was trained to react fast and in a moment she was on her feet examining her surroundings.

The situation didn't look good. Adora was in her nightgown. She was barefoot. She did not have her sword. No one knew where she was, least of all her.

The place looked slightly familiar though. Like she'd been here before. Adora focused on that. Planning, anticipating. Because the alternative wouldn't help her at all.

It wasn't long before she heard footsteps approaching. Adora squared her shoulders, stood up and waited. She was tall, full of lean muscle. Her experience as a warrior was obvious in her ready but relaxed stance. Her long blond hair was loosely tied back, out of her way.

"Princess Adora," Skeletor's familiar boney face appeared. He was gloating as usual. "Welcome to Eternia!"

The muscular, blue creature had a terrifying face, or it would have been if Adora hadn't already battled with him many times previously. Instead of a face, he had a terrible bony skull. His skin was a rich blue and his fingers ended in dark claw-like nails. He carried with him a ram's head staff, a tool to focus his considerable magical powers.

Eternia! This news improved the situation dramatically. Adora's whole family was here, and most importantly her twin brother was here. Adora stepped forward, "What do you want, Skeletor?"

Beast Man stepped into view and opened the door. He was literally a beast merged with a man. Hairy, slobbery and disgusting, he was also pathetically and completely loyal to Skeletor. He stretched his mouth into what could have been a grimace or a smile. He enjoyed his job a little too much.

"Just your mind, Princess" Skeletor responded. He laughed evilly. "And perhaps, your sanity!"

Beast Man grabbed Adora who, in her natural form, was no match for his animal strength. She struggled but he held her tighter.

Skeletor raised his staff and started attacking the princess with magic.

"Prince Adam!"

A faint voice called out, interrupting Prince Adam mid-sentence.

The prince was a tall and handsome man. Well-muscled, blond and with deep blue eyes. He was currently talking with Man-At-Arms about a new wind raider when he was interrupted. He touched his forehead.

"Adam! You must come to Castle Grayskull immediately!"

Man-At-Arms, always worried about his friend, asked, "Adam, what's wrong?

The young prince opened his eyes, when had he closed them? And responded, "It's the Sorceress. She wants me to go to Castle Grayskull right away."

Of course, a call from the Sorceress was rarely good news. Adam's thoughts immediately went to his sister, living and fighting on far away Etheria. He knew deep in his gut, the way twins just know things about each other, that something was very wrong.

"Take this wind raider," Man-At-Arms gestured. "It's fueled and ready to go."

Adam wasted no more time and was in the air and on the way to the Castle in moments, urgency motivated by dread.

"Now, Princess, we are going to turn you into a weapon against your family!" Skeletor was focused and calm. His magic, coming from the ram's head on his staff was relentless.

Adora was unable to move or respond. She felt her hold on reality slipping. She focused her thoughts on her beloved twin. She knew, instinctively, that to give in would be disasterous.

Adam arrived at Grayskull and quickly went inside. His sense of foreboding had increased suddenly in the last few minutes. He quickly entered the Castle and met the Sorceress in the throne room.

The Sorceress was a timeless woman, dressed in a feathered cape and falcon headgear. She exuded power and there was clearly more to her than met the eye. Her voice was quiet and serene. "Prince Adam, thank you for coming so quickly!"

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my sister?" Adam frowned.

The Sorceress descended from her throne. "Yes, Adam. Adora is missing from Etheria."

"Missing?" Adam was confused. "How? Why?"

The Sorceress frowned. "I am not sure what's going on but I received a message from Light Hope a short time ago. He monitors the princess on my behalf. She just suddenly vanished and he cannot find her."

Adam was all business. "What can I do to help?"

"I want you to go to Etheria and see if Adora's friends and colleagues know what has happened. It may be nothing but I sense a grave danger."

Adam frowned. "I feel it, Sorceress. Something is wrong with my sister and I will get to the bottom of it."

"I know you will, Prince Adam." The Sorceress waved her hands and a portal opened up. "Go now and good luck!"

Adam did not hesitate at all. He walked right into the portal and came out in the usual spot just outside of the Whispering Woods.