Less than an hour later, Catra lay on a table in Brightmoon castle's infirmary as multiple doctors looked her over. Glimmer, Bow, Adora, Entrapta, and Melog stood outside the room, waiting for word on Catra's condition. Finally, the head doctor came out to speak with them.
"Well?" Adora asked.
"Physically, she's fine; her eyes will recover" the doctor explained, "But mentally, we're not sure."
Adora looked worried: "What's wrong?"
"She seems to be in some kind of stress or shock, constantly muttering something to herself."
"Do you know if she will recover from it?" Glimmer asked.
The doctor shook his head: "I cannot guarantee anything as of now. All I can suggest is that you give her as much rest as possible."
Glimmer sighed; this wasn't the answer she wanted, but it could be a lot worse: "Well, thank you. I'll see what I can do."
The doctor nodded and then went back into the room. Once he left, Entrapta buried her head in her hands: "Oh, this is all my fault. I must've hit a wrong button or a switch or…"
Adora put her hand on Entrapta's shoulder to calm her down: "Entrapta, this was NOT your fault. You need to stop beating yourself up about that."
"Adora's right" Bow agreed, "We're not mad at you. Besides, you heard what the doctor said; Catra just needs some rest. Come to think of it, you should probably get some yourself; try and take your mind off of this."
"I'll see if I can get that ship you found moved to your lab for you to work on. That should help distract you enough." Glimmer offered.
Entrapta sighed: "Well, ok, but please let Catra know I'm sorry."
"We will, don't worry" Adora reassured. With that, Bow lead Entrapta out of the hall while Adora, Glimmer, and Melog stayed behind to bring Catra to her room.
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Far out in space, the Deceptcion ship, Nemesis…
He had no idea how he got there. All he remembered was waking up in a dark ship, seemingly encased in a cell of some kind and unable to move.
"What…what is this?" he asked.
"Well, well, well" said another voice as a purple transformer with a singular, yellow eye emerged, "I see the recovery and transfer was a success."
"What is this? Who are you?" he demanded.
"I am Shockwave, lead scientist of the Decepticons, and I have now just saved YOU from total annihilation…Horde Prime."
"How do you know my name?" Horde Prime demanded.
"Because he is in league with me." Said a deeper voice, and Horde Prime looked to see a grey transformer with red eyes and a large cannon on his arm: "Surely you remember me."
In fact, Horde Prime knew the face all too well: "Megatron."
"See, Shockwave, he still has some memory left." Megatron explained.
"Where am I?" Horde Prime demanded.
"Aboard the ship, 'Nemesis'", Megatron explained, "Shockwave detected your lingering consciousness and was able to salvage it and transfer it into an artificial spark. Apologies for your current lack of movement, by the way."
"What have you done to me?!"
"I was expecting more gratitude considering I just saved your life."
"What do you want from me?"
Megatron smirked: "The question is, what do YOU want?"
Horde Prime didn't need to think about that: "Revenge…on She-Ra."
Megatron chuckled: "Revenge. Now I'm not quite sure who this She-Ra is, but revenge… that's something I can get behind. Well, lucky for you, I can help with that."
Horde Prime's voice gained a spark of hopefulness: "You could."
"Remember, it was I who helped in the creation of your Horde. I gave you your technology. Now, I can give you the means got get your desired revenge."
Megatron gestured to a transformer body in the center of the laboratory, suspended by wires and tubes. The body wasn't quite completed yet, but it was clear that it had been created to resemble Horde Prime in his previous life.
"All that is required is to be sure that you remain loyal to us, especially ME. So" Megatron asked, "do we have a deal?"
A few minutes later, Shockwave implanted the spark containing Horde Prime's consciousness into the body and then jumpstarted its systems with an Energon infusion. As he and Megatron watched, the body's head lifted up slowly, and its eyes flashed green as it spoke.
"I…have…returned."
Megatron broke into a most evil grin; everything was going as planned.