A few months later…

Catra lay alone in her room, just as she had been ever since she was let out from the infirmary. Adora and her friends each came by a couple times a day to see how she was doing, and they brought some comfort, but it didn't help much. She was still plagued by random dreams and visions every night. Of what, she wasn't sure, but she kept seeing weird symbols and large shadowy figures, one of them looking particularly sinister and had glowing red eyes that terrified her to no end. The most confusing thing she saw, however, was the sword of She-Ra, as if it had a major part in what she was seeing. In her attempts to make sense of the symbols, she even went as far as to scratch them on the walls of her room and stare at them for long periods of time, desperately trying to understand them, but to no avail.

Eventually, she gave up, and was now lying on her bed, curled up in her constant fear; she could still feel those glowing red eyes boring into her soul. Melog came up, gently nuzzling her as he tried to calm her down.

"It's no use, Melog." Catra said, "I feel like it's getting worse, and I don't even know what any of it means."

Melog gave a small purr.

Catra sat up: "What do you mean someone else might know how to help?"

Melog purred again as he attempted to scratch out Entrapta on the ground for her to see. Of course, being a cat, the result was a bit choppy, but Catra luckily understood what he was trying to say.

"Well, Entrapta WAS there with me when it happened. Maybe she does know. We'll have to get to her first."

Melog looked back at Catra and cocked his head as if to say, 'You have a plan to do that?'
Catra was silent as she thought, then looked back at the space cat with a new determined look on her face: "Alright, I got an idea."

…

A few hours later, Adora walked up to the door to Catra's room and knocked.

"Catra, it's me." She said, "I was hoping to talk to you again. I know you're a bit stressed because of your condition, but I was hoping I could help somehow."

There was silence on the other end.

"Catra?" Adora said.

More silence. Adora opened the door quietly, thinking Catra was asleep, but instead opened it to find an empty room. Shocked, she ran inside and began looking around frantically.

"Catra?" she called, "Catra!"

Then, she noticed something on the outside of Catra's window, and, walking over to look, noticed claw marks on the walls outside; Catra had climbed down.

Adora ran back in and looked around to see if she could figure out where Catra was going, immediately noticing the symbols scratched onto the walls, along with Catra's own notes.

"What is all this?" Adora asked herself as she traced the symbols with her finger, stopping when she noticed a note left on the dresser that looked fairly new. Adora took the note and unfolded it, reading:
"To whoever finds this (probably Adora): I'm leaving this note so that you wouldn't worry too much, but I need answers to these visions that have been haunting me for months now. I appreciate how you all have been trying to comfort me, but it still doesn't change the fact that the visions are still coming. Yes, you guys said I need rest, but I cannot rest anymore; I need answers now. Don't worry, Melog's with me, and I'm going to find Entrapta; I'll be fine. Don't come looking for me.
-Catra"

Adora then ran out of the room to show the note to Glimmer; she was going to need to see this.

…

While all this was happening, no one noticed the small cluster of meteors falling from the sky. Of course, this has happened before, so no one gave this little shower a second thought. However, the meteors began to spread out spread out before crashing to the ground, and after a few moments, a hidden signal began to echo among them.

"We're here now" said one, "You all know what to do?"

A chorus of voices echoed in agreement.

"Good. Decepticons, move out."

At that, each of the meteors, revealed to actually be pods, opened up, and multiple vehicles and beast-like creatures exited from them, heading out to different parts of Etheria...

…

"You really weren't kidding!" Scorpia told Entrapta as she pulled out yet another hidden and oversized bullet case, "This thing's seen some crazy action."

Scorpia, Entrapta, and Hordak had been working on restoring the warplane to the best of their abilities for the past few months. What Entrapta hadn't realized at first was that the technology that made up the craft was more advanced than she had thought, not to mention the insane amount of scorch marks and bullet holes that riddled the hull. However, that was soon about to pay off as the plane now looked almost as good as new. Entrapta had also decided to make a few additions from some of the scrap parts she had found; the plane now carried a massive plasma cannon directly under the cockpit.

"I know a lot of old ships are usually found damaged from the long conflict between the Rebellion and the Horde" Hordak added, "But I've never seen anything quite like this."

"Ah, well, we'll figure out the details later" Entrapta said, almost bouncing with excitement, "Right now, let's just get this thing fixed so we can try it out."

Suddenly, a control console began beeping, and Entrapta ran over to see what was going on.

"What is it?" Scorpia asked.

"Oh, nothing, just a skiff from Brightmoon." Entrapta replied, "It's probably Adora or Bow or something."

"I'll go check it out" Hordak volunteered as he ran for the hangar. A few minutes later, he made it to the hangar entrance just as the door opened to reveal Catra and Melog.

"Catra?" Hordak asked in surprise, "I thought you were supposed to stay in Brightmoon."

"Yeah, well, things have changed" Catra replied, "Now where's Entrapta?"

Hordak led Catra back to the lab. Both Entrapta and Scorpia looked in surprise as they saw Catra enter.

"Entrapta" Catra said, looking the princess dead in the eyes, "We need to talk."