Chapter 24: Darkened Light

"...Kill them all." The ornamentally masked woman coldly ordered to her subordinates. Brittni took a split second to analyze the situation. This was a precarious standoff. With only one kunai, Brittni could potentially hurl it at one of the bandits' kunai, disarming him. If she did that, however, the other bandit would immediately kill one of the Horde soldiers. Brittni would not want to be responsible for a comrade's death on her hands. For now, she would try diplomacy.

"Wait!" Brittni shouted. The leader held up her right fist, signifying to her men for them to stay their blades. Brittni let out a breath she was holding then continued, "okay, look, let's be amicable about this. What do you want?" Brittni inquired. The leader took a few steps forward towards Brittni. Brittni pressed her blade closer to the neck of the bandit. The bandit shuddered upon feeling the metal on his neck.

"Well, I would like a lot of things. I'd like to take back my rightful place in my old kingdom, I'd like to destroy both the Rebellion and the Horde, and I'd especially like right now for you to relieve yourselves of your belongings." The leader said, callously. She then unsheathed the sword that was resting on her back and pointed it at Brittni, "so if you could acquiesce to at least the last request, we'll be on our way." Brittni bit her lower lip, still pondering what to do. The bandit she was holding hostage started to wriggle around. She whispered in his ear a faux threat that made him whimper and obey her command. Brittni then thought about what the leader said about her 'old kingdom,' and decided to ask about it.

"Wait, you said something about an 'old kingdom,' what did you mean by that?" Brittni inquired. The leader's hand that was holding the sword started lightly shaking, as if she was unnerved by Brittni's inquiry.

"That's none of your business-" The leader started before being interrupted by Brittni.

"You wouldn't have brought it up unless you wanted someone to ask about it!" Brittni snapped. The leader growled.

"I've heard enough, we're doing this the hard way! Kill th-" The leader started shouting before being interrupted by Brittni again.

"Okay, okay! You win!... you win… all we have are some medical supplies and a few weapons." Brittni exasperated. The leader chuckled.

"I've never seen that kind of armor before… I want it." The leader demanded. Brittni cocked her eyebrow at her. There was no way Brittni was going to surrender her armor. She made a calculation of the situation. The bandit who she was holding was clearly a coward, but since he was a bandit, money was obviously a high priority. Bandits were also notorious for betrayal. She moved close to the bandits ear and whispered as quietly as she could.

"Hey, listen, I'll pay you to help me out. If yes, cough once, if no, cough twice." Brittni commanded. The bandit hesitated for a moment, then eventually coughed once. Brittni smirked. The leader was clearly getting impatient, however.

"You have three seconds to surrender everything." The leader said, beginning her countdown. Brittni continued whispering in the bandit's ear.

"Okay, listen. I'll let you go, and you grab one of your kunai and hurl it at the guy on the left, I'll take the right. Understand?" Brittni whispered quickly. The bandit coughed once, and then a second later coughed again. He then spoke.

"Wait, sorry, I meant to only cough once!" The bandit hostage clarified. Brittni gasped and the leader stared intently at Brittni and the bandit traitor. She let out a low growl that evolved into a loud one.

"A code…" The leader muttered, gritting her teeth, "if there's one thing I can't stand it's TRAITORS." She yelled. At the snap of her fingers, the bandits holding Brittni's escorts hostage plunged their kunai into their necks. The soldiers choked for a moment on the kunai, but quickly succumbed to their wounds, falling onto the ground and dying the grass a dark crimson. Brittni shuddered for a split moment, but remembered there was no time to mourn the dead. She shoved the man she had hostage towards the leader. As he was shoved towards the leader, she plunged her sword deep into his chest, the sword protruding out the other side. She then kicked him off the blade towards Brittni. Brittni jumped back and waited a few seconds. After said few seconds, she hurled the kunai at the leader who deflected the kunai with her blade. Brittni smirked as she watched the kunai that was deflected, glide to the left, hitting the bandit on the left in the knee. Immediately when the bandits knee was pierced from the kunai, he plummeted into the ground and yelped in pain. The leader switched glances between her crippled subordinate and Brittni, grunting. The other bandit was running at Brittni, shouting, with his kunai pointed downward. Brittni squared up her body and bent her knees a bit. She observed his steps and timed it just right at to when he was going to strike. He was within a few feet and raised his hand, then forced it downwards to stab Brittni in the neck. Before that happened, she moved forward, making the bandit's kunai hit the air behind her. With her head right next to his wrist, she turned towards it and bit down. The bandit screamed, dropping the kunai and trying to pull away from Brittni's teeth. He managed to get it out of her mouth, but not without some blood drawn. The bandit screamed upon seeing some flesh torn from his wrist.

"You just bit my wrist! Are you craz-?!" The bandit exclaimed before being interrupted by Brittni's next action. Still within melee distance, Brittni cocked her head back and rammed it into the bandits skull, busting his nose. He fell backwards onto his bottom and held his nose with his non-wounded hand.

"Agh! Stop taking cheap shots-" The bandit started saying before Brittni finally put him down by kicking the side of his head, immediately knocking him out. Brittni, at this point was panting hard from all the breaths she had taken in fighting. Not a moment sooner, she felt cold steel slither under her throat. Brittni looked to her left and saw the leader. She was holding her blade against Brittni's neck.

"Impressive…" The bandit leader complimented. Brittni smirked at the leader which caught her off guard. Suddenly, the leader felt a pointed object poking her oblique. She looked down and saw that it was Brittni's energy baton. When Brittni roundhouse kicked the bandit with the busted nose, she simultaneously unholstered her baton, anticipating the leader's move. The leader switched glances between the baton and Brittni, then started laughing. She then pulled the sword back and sheathed it on her back. She then folded her arms and added, "very impressive…" Brittni eyed the leader suspiciously.

"What are you doing?" Brittni inquired, apprehensively. The leader tisked.

"You're a true warrior. I know when I'm beaten. I took two of your men, you took two of mine… I'd say we're even." The leader declared, callously. Brittni widened her eyes in a rage.

"We're not 'even!' You attacked us! None of this had to happen!" Brittni yelled. As a quick after thought she added, "and your men aren't even dead!"

"Neither are yours. They were merely rendered unconscious. We were going to sell you all as slaves, but warriors were not meant to be slaves. We'll leave you in peace." The leader said as she began walking away. Brittni was appalled by this bandit. She glared at the leader and raised her baton, igniting the energy. The leader stopped, but did not look back.

"Put that away. We both know you're not a killer." The leader said casually. Brittni was taken aback by that comment, and uttered a slight shudder. The leader then turned her head towards Brittni, "you could have killed my men rather easily, but you took the more arduous route of incapacitating them." At this point, Brittni's hands began shaking. The leader let out a slight chuckle, "don't worry, Brittni, we'll be seeing each other again very soon…" Brittni trembled upon hearing her own name come from the leader's mouth.

"H… how do you know my name?" Brittni demanded, "who are you?!" The leader turned all the way around.

"I know a great deal about you, Brittni. You've already met my niece… but that's a subject for another time. You can call me Void, leader of the Night Moons." Void declared. Brittni let out a loud gasp. The Night Moons! That's the faction that Oracle had mentioned! Brittni did not say anything, but continued to stare at Void in disbelief. Void then raised her fist and added, "as fun as this was, I must be leaving. It's been a pleasure, Brittni." And with that, Void threw some kind of explosive that let out a smokescreen. Brittni coughed a few times and waved the smoke away. After it cleared, Void and the two, still living bandits vanished into thin air. Brittni trembled as she brandished her baton, waving it around to see if Void had truly left. Upon analyzing the terrain, all she saw were trees and other foliage. It would be easy for Void to have simply retreated back into the trees, but Brittni would have noticed if they were nearby. She still kept her baton in hand as she went to tend to the two escorts. Thankfully, Brittni felt a pulse in them, but they did lose a large amount of blood from the kunai. She pulled out some gauze pads and treated their neck wounds. For now, they would remain stable, but they were going to need some blood. Brittni wondered what to do at this point. It would take quite a while to go back to Elberon to get the equipment needed to help the two. She put her gloved finger to her mouth and lightly bit it, wondering what to do. During her thoughts, she heard a noise behind her. She immediately turned to the noise, and brandished her ignited baton at the source.

"Come back for round two, huh?!- Wait." Brittni started before letting out a loud gasp, "it's… it's you!"

"Hello, Brittni." Oracle greeted, smiling.

Meanwhile, back at the Fright Zone…

The Princess Alliance's assault on the Fright Zone had shifted the otherwise organized and secure atmosphere into utter chaos. Adora lead the other magic-powered Princesses into an infiltration mission to rescue Glimmer and Bow. When they had rescued Bow, they came up with a plan to stage a prison breakout. Entrapta and and the mermaid princess, Mermista were at the control tower within the Horde's prison. The prison consisted of cells with plasma screens to keep prisoners secure. There were retractable catwalks that lead to different levels and also served as ways of blockading potential prison escapes. While in the tower, Entrapta modified a master switch to simultaneously release all of the Horde prisoner's cells and extend all of the catwalks. When this happened, not only did a great deal of Rebel fighters get released, but also many civilians and criminals. At any rate, once the cells were opened, the inmates, though initially confused by this sudden development, cheered as they all poured out of their cells. In response, all available guards in that sector were ordered to consign the inmates back in their cells. Entrapta and Mermista looked down at the ensuing conflict below them. The prison had become a quagmire of chaos and violence. At different floors from the bottom, there were only a few guards per level that were easily overtaken by the inmates. Entrapta made the catwalks shift into ramps that descended to the bottom floor where the exit was. All the prisoners from each level had began running down the catwalk ramps to the bottom floor. Just as soon as they arrived, lasers firing from Horde energy batons and rifles had lit up the area in a green light show. Many of the prisoners took to running at the guards in hopes of grabbing their weapons. Although many prisoners were gunned down, eventually, the guards began being trampled over. The inmates began grabbing the guards' weapons and firing at the ones that were not in melee distance, successfully dispatching many of the first wave of guards. After realizing that they were outnumbered, some guards yelled for a retreat and for backup. Brett was one of those that was apart of the backup. Brett was positioned on the floor above the majority of the rioters that had made it to the bottom level. He did not want to have to kill them all, as he believed that the Horde locked them up instead of killing them for a good reason. He shifted his helmet's visor to shield his eyes from his next move. Brett pulled the pin on a flash bang grenade and heaved it at the rioters below. Unprepared for such an attack, most of the rioters ceased their movement and began rubbing their eyes. There were some that continued to run, but mostly into walls. Brett quickly assessed the situation to see who was going to recover first. He jumped over the railing and landed with a deafening blow to the floor below him, that cracked it and caused a slight shockwave that knocked over anybody within a few feet of him. He looked around and saw a man stop rubbing his eyes. Brett ran over and roundhouse kicked his stomach, dropping him. Brett spotted the next one to recover and punched his face, knocking him to the ground. More and more began recovering from the flashbang and Brett was going to have to react quick. He unholstered two energy batons and ignited them. He bent his knees and took an akimbo stance with his front baton faced downward for front striking and parrying, while his rear baton faced up for swinging. One prisoner ran at him, fist raised. Brett, to keep the distance between him and the prisoner, used his front baton in a stabbing motion to strike right into the prisoners stomach. The electrical surge from the baton immediately incapacitated him. Two more were coming at Brett, one on his right side, the other behind. Brett observed the one on his side coming faster, and so, turned towards him and swung the baton at his head, surging electricity and adding a blunt damage to his head. At the same time, Brett swung around and used both batons to electrocute the one coming behind him, successfully dispatching him. Brett was panting hard at this point. He looked around and saw that the prisoners outnumbered him greatly, not being able to count all of them. Brett choked on a gasp then growled.

"C'mon! I'll take all of you on!" Brett said with faux confidence. In response, all of the prisoners ran at him, fists and weapons raised. Some fired the laser function on the weapons they stole, but his armor stopped the lasers from piercing into his skin. Although, each laser that hit him started knocking him around, nearly off balance. Brett managed to fend off a few more prisoners until one large prisoner managed to tackle him. When Brett was tackled, his helmet flew off and the brute of a prisoner held Brett's arms down. Brett growled and struggled to stick his batons into the prisoner that tackled him to no avail. The prisoner raised his fist, ready to strike Brett in the face. Brett squeezed his eyes shut, awaiting his impending doom. That doom never happened, however, as Brett witnessed a certain feline silhouette fly at the prisoner from the front, pushing him off Brett. Brett quickly picked himself up. He looked around and saw the prisoners enthralled by the sight of Catra clawing the prisoner apart. Blood shot out of the prisoner as Catra continued to claw at his body and neck. The prisoner, choking on his blood and simultaneously losing air flow from having his throat slashed, ceased to live. Catra then let out a hiss-like roar at the now deceased man. A prisoner ran over to Catra to try and shove her off, but she turned towards him too quickly, with enraged eyes. The man shuddered and stopped in his tracks, taking a step back. Catra then hurled herself at him, and continued her slaughter. Knowing he would not be able to subside Catra's rage, Brett continued using his batons on the prisoners as they came at him. Eventually, more guards poured into the floor. The prisoners continued to put on quite the resistance, however. Armed with stolen laser weaponry and their fists, most of them gave up fighting Brett and Catra and turned their attention to the other guards. Gun fights broke out with prisoners taking more losses than the soldiers. Eventually, there remained rather few prisoners and they ended up sticking their arms in the air in surrender. As the guards began placing the prisoners in handcuffs, Brett looked over at Catra who had finished off the other man she had attacked. Blood was dripping rapidly from her claws. She was breathing heavily while she was still kneeling on the prisoner she had just killed. Brett slowly walked over to her.

"...Catra?" Brett said, questioning her rage. She turned towards him, glaring for a moment, then resting her eyes into a more blank stare.

"You're welcome…" Catra muttered as she slowly picked herself off of the man.

"Well, yeah. I mean, thanks for coming when you did… but I've never seen you in this much of a rage. I told you, you can't let Shadow Weaver manipulate your emotions-" Brett started before being interrupted by Catra.

"Nobody is manipulating me!" Catra said marching up to Brett with a finger pointed at him. She pulled her finger back and continued, "I stopped a prison break, it didn't matter who I had to kill to do it." Brett shuddered. He knew there was something that Shadow Weaver did that caused Catra to go berserk like that. Although Brett wanted to lecture Catra on the value of prisoners, there were more pressing matters at that moment. So instead of arguing, he simply nodded. Catra turned away and, using her intrinsic feline agility, leapt to the second level. She then turned towards the guards.

"Get the rest of the prisoners in their cells… I'm going to deal with the princesses." Catra ordered as she slunk away. Brett set his curiosity aside and nodded in agreement. He looked around and saw all of the bodies. There seemed to be an innumerable number of corpses that littered the ground, and it made Brett shudder. Nevertheless he shook his head back to reality and oversaw the prisoners being transferred back into their cells. While this was happening, Brett, standing in the midst of the prison was trying to figure out how this all happened.

"The Rebels must have made it into the prison control tower…" Brett thought to himself. He started running up the nearest catwalk to make it to the tower. He was going to have to get to at least the third level to get to the catwalk. As he was running up the catwalk to the third floor, it suddenly began retracting, and he started falling backwards back onto the second floor platform.

"Oof! What the-?" Brett protested. He looked to the wall and found a control panel. He ran over to it and ripped off the control panel revealing a number of wires. He started cutting them apart and splicing them with his torch. Once he did that, he gained complete control over the system. He extended the catwalk again and shifted it into an elevator. He jumped on the catwalk and made it ascend all the way to the tower. Brett then ran to the door and attempted to open it.

"Uh, they're, like, trying to get in. Can you fix that, geek princess?" An unfamiliar voice sounded through the door. Brett cocked his eyebrow. He then heard a more familiar voice.

"Hang on, I think I can seal the door, further!" The more familiar voice said. Brett did not want to wait for them to do that. He took several steps back and readied himself to kick the door open. He then sprinted at the door. However, just before he made contact with the door, it opened. Brett could not control the inertia of his speed and he ran right into…

"Entrapta?!" Brett inquired as he ran into her causing them both to tumble to the floor. Entrapta was standing by the door trying to seal it with the nearby control panel, but ended up causing it to open. Brett was atop Entrapta on the floor, inches away from her face. As he pushed himself up, both of the individuals on opposing forces locked eyes. Brett knew that Entrapta was a princess, but did not realize she was in the Rebellion. Entrapta giggled a bit.

"Wow, I guess I crossed the wrong wire and inadvertently opened the door. Well, whatever. Hi, Brett!" Entrapta said, smiling. Brett continued to stare at her in disbelief, completely oblivious to the rest of his surroundings.

"Entrapta, what are you doing-" Brett started before hearing a pipe break. He looked up and saw a pipe that was supplying water suddenly broke, and water shot at him like a fire hose, knocking him off Entrapta and back against a wall.

"Oof! Ugh…" Brett groaned as he hit the wall. Mermista, the other princess in the room had used her powers to cause that disruption. Brett growled as he looked over at her.

"Why you…" Brett started as he picked himself up and ignited the baton in his hand. He was about to brandish the baton at Mermista when she sprayed even more water on him. The electricity that shot out of the baton was conducted by the water that hit him, and began electrocuting him.

"AGHHH!... ugh…" Brett groaned as he dropped to the floor, losing consciousness. Entrapta let out a slight gasp as she saw Brett being electrocuted. Mermista ran over to Entrapta.

"Yeah, so, we gotta go. Like, now." Mermista said cordially, with a hint of urgency. Entrapta switched glances between Mermista and Brett. She then nodded, took Mermista's hand, and they both ran out of the tower to go meet up with the other rebels. They eventually met up with them and they all began making their way to the vehicle bay where Adora advised them to steal a skiff. On the way, they went through several security doors that would open and close behind them as they moved. Adora then declared that she was going to stay and ransom herself off in exchange for Glimmer's freedom. Despite their protests, Adora slammed her fist into a control panel that sealed the door behind her, separating her from the rest of the group. She then surrendered herself and was brought into the Black Garnet chamber.

In the Black Garnet Chamber…

Once Adora was transported into the Black Garnet Chamber, she was strapped to a table at the opposite end of the Black Garnet's electrical restraints. Glimmer, though heavily fatigued, had a glimmer of hope build up once she saw Adora.

"A...Adora?" Glimmer wheezed out. A few tears streamed down her eyes as she saw her friend again.

"I'm here, Glimmer! We're going to get you out of this!" Adora proclaimed. Shadow Weaver moved over to Adora with great zeal, welcoming her back to the Fright Zone. Shadow Weaver had gone over with Adora just exactly what she had planned to do with both her and Glimmer. She claimed that a mental breakage would speed up the process. Adora trembled and shook her head at such a plan.

"No! Shadow Weaver, just let her go! Please!" Adora begged.

"Adora…" Glimmer said weakly, "please, I have nothing left to live for… don't sacrifice yourself to save me." Adora sputtered.

"Nothing to live for?! Glimmer, you're the heart of the Rebellion! You're the reason the alliance was rebuilt and thriving! You're-" Adora yelled out before being interrupted by Shadow Weaver.

"Silence, Adora! She is nothing. But soon… well, soon, she'll have a purpose… serving the Horde." Shadow Weaver said coldly. With that in mind, Shadow Weaver moved over to Glimmer within a foot of her face and put her hands on Glimmer's head. In that moment, the electrical energy from the Black Garnet began flowing through Shadow Weaver's hands and began surging through Glimmer's mind. If ever there had been the worst pain Glimmer felt, it was now. She screamed and writhed in absolute agony as Shadow Weaver performed her ritual.

During these seemingly eternal moments, Glimmer began letting the darkness overtake her again. Ever since Glimmer had heard that her own mother decided to sacrifice her own for the sake of the Rebellion, Glimmer lost all of her hope. She had never felt so low in her life. It is as though she had completely given up and had lost her will to live. But when Adora came back and told her how important she was, she finally regained that hope. This was a different kind of hope than she had felt before. She was not feeling sadness and despair anymore. Instead, the hope that Adora gave to Glimmer was accompanied with anger, indignation, and then rage. Glimmer, through her writhing, began growling instead of screaming. Shadow Weaver took note of this.

"Yes… Yes! That's it! Embrace the darkness! Soon, you will be using it for the glory of the Horde! Ah-ha!" Shadow Weaver cackled. Slowly, a blackish-purple aura began surrounding Glimmer. Shadow Weaver had not expected this kind of transition, and shuddered a bit, "what? No! What kind of power is this? No!" Shadow Weaver yelled as she started feeling Glimmer overpowering Shadow Weaver's own power. With one final deep shriek, Glimmer pushed passed the electrical restraints and grabbed hold of Shadow Weaver. Glimmer started feeling herself begin to absorb the Black Garnet's magic from both Shadow Weaver and the Black Garnet, itself. Suddenly the reddish-black energy that had been holding Glimmer suddenly started turning purple. That energy was being absorbed by Glimmer until she was finally released from the restraints and slowly floated down to the ground. Adora shuddered and gasped at the situation that was occurring in front of her.

"G… Glimmer?" Adora managed to say, despite her fear.

"What? What are you doing?! No! You can't sap my magic! I am the one in control here! I am the one that is going to be victorious! I-" Shadow Weaver began shouting before feeling herself become enveloped in the blackish-purple aura that Glimmer had become enveloped in. Suddenly, Shadow Weaver was lifted by the aura and began floating in midair.

"No… NO! ONLY I CAN CONTROL THE BLACK GARNET! YOU WILL NOT TAKE WHAT IS MINE-" Shadow Weaver attempted to scream. Suddenly, Glimmer's face became blank, staring apathetically at Shadow Weaver.

"I am strong. You. Are. Weak." Glimmer proclaimed. Shadow Weaver shuddered and protested, but Glimmer did not listen. Glimmer gave Shadow Weaver one final glare and shoved her hands forward, causing the magic to propel Shadow Weaver against the opposite end wall, slamming her into it. Shadow Weaver coughed out some blood, with it sliding down her mask. She began coughing out more blood. Glimmer walked towards her and used her new powers to pull Shadow Weaver to herself, then against the wall again. She repeated this a couple of times until she knew that Shadow Weaver was broken. Adora screamed at what Glimmer was doing.

"Glimmer! Stop!" Adora protested. Adora's protests fell on deaf ears, however. Shadow Weaver wheezed weakly at Glimmer. Glimmer then lifted Shadow Weaver up above the Black Garnet with her back facing the sharp end of the garnet.

"Thank you for showing me who I really am." Glimmer said, smiling devilishly. And with that, Glimmer threw her hands down, causing the aura to propel Shadow Weaver downwards, impaling her onto the Black Garnet. Glimmer stared remorseless at Shadow Weaver. Adora's mouth quivered at the entire scene that had just played out. Even though Adora knew Shadow Weaver was evil and that she had caused so much pain to Catra and many other Rebels, she couldn't help but feel melancholy. Regardless of what happened to their relationship when Adora left Shadow Weaver, this was still the woman that raised her, and Adora could not help but feel anguish from losing someone that she had known for so long. As sad as Adora was that Shadow Weaver was gone, even more so, Adora was afraid of what Glimmer had done. That was the most ruthless, and cold-blooded act that Adora had witnessed Glimmer commit. Glimmer continued to stare at Shadow Weaver and her blood that had begun anointing the Black Garnet. She moved to the garnet and touched it. She felt a slight shock, then she began feeling an energy current. Glimmer put both her hands on the Black Garnet and began absorbing its power. Shadow Weaver's blood began streaming down onto Glimmer's hands. Glimmer seemed to absorb the blood as well. The aura's colors began shifting from a blackish-red aura, to a blackish-purple aura. Eventually, the blood seemed to almost be siphoning from Shadow Weaver into Glimmer. Adora gasped and started struggling against her restraints, completely in fear of Glimmer. Glimmer finally heard Adora's strugglings and immediately shifted her neck towards Adora. Adora gasped upon seeing Glimmer's eyes. They were glowing a dark purple, with a smokey-like aura steaming above the eyes. Glimmer felt the power coursing through her veins until she felt that she could not absorb anymore. Finally, she unhanded the Black Garnet and began breathing deeply.

"Yes… I feel it now, Adora. I can feel the power." Glimmer said, intensely. Adora eyed Glimmer, with a gleam in her eyes.

"Glimmer… what happened? What's happening to you?!" Adora demanded. Glimmer started walking towards Adora and pointed her right forefinger at Adora's restraints. The aura enveloped the restraints, and ripped them off. Adora continued to lie there, still afraid of whatever happened to Shadow Weaver.

"What happened is that nobody is going to hurt me ever again. I finally have a way that I'm going to destroy the Horde. I am going to bring peace and security to Etheria." Glimmer declared, the aura surrounding her becoming darker. Adora continued to shudder, not knowing what to say. Glimmer took another step towards her and held out her hand. Adora switched glances between Glimmer's face and her hand. More out of fear than loyalty, Adora grabbed Glimmer's hand, and was lifted up.

"Okay, well, we'll discuss this all later. We need to get out of here." Adora said, walking towards the exit of the chamber. Glimmer scoffed and looked back again towards the Black Garnet.

"I'm not going back to Bright Moon… at least, not right now." Glimmer sneered. Adora turned back towards Glimmer.

"Glimmer, what are you talking about? We need to go!" Adora protested. Glimmer turned towards Adora.

"I am not going back to that treacherous, old witch." Glimmer muttered. Adora blinked her eyes a couple of times and eyed Glimmer suspiciously.

"What are you talking about? Your mother?" Adora inquired. Glimmer growled.

"Would my 'mother' sacrifice her only daughter? Would my 'mother' allow her own flesh and blood to be murdered by her enemies?! Would she slowly lead the Rebellion to its complete annihilation for years and years?!" Glimmer questioned, intensely. She then began pacing around the room and continued, "no. No, I'm not going back to her. She gave the Horde the O.K. to execute me. I'm going to fight the Horde in my own way now." Glimmer sneered. Adora continued to gaze at Glimmer in complete desperation. She wanted so deeply to understand exactly what Glimmer was talking about or going through, but they were running out of time. Almost as if Glimmer was reading Adora's mind, she changed the subject.

"Anyway, we really don't have time to talk about this. I'll help you get out of here… and then I'll find my own way out." Glimmer said. Adora, not wanting to argue, simply nodded her head. The two ran out of the chamber and ran towards the vehicle bay. In order to cut their time by a great percentage, Glimmer used her powers to crack holes in walls to make a straight line until they had finally made it into the bay. Once inside, they found the princesses, Sea Hawk, and Bow. Adora ran towards them and hopped into the skiff that they were all aboard. Adora and the rest of the group turned towards Glimmer. Glimmer simply stood there and looked away. Bow was the first to speak.

"Glimmer! Let's go! C'mon!" Bow yelled to her. Glimmer let out a sigh.

"Thank you all for coming to save Bow and me. Really… thank you." Glimmer muttered, looking away. A few more tears streamed out of her eyes. She wiped them away and continued, "but, it's like I told Adora, I'm not going back to Bright Moon. I'll see you all again, one day… Goodbye." Glimmer said, almost regrettably.

"Glimmer!" Everyone on the skiff shouted. Glimmer raised her hand and used her power to surround the skiff in the dark purple aura, and activated it, causing the skiff to fly out of the bay. Glimmer shed one last tear as her friends flew away, and let out another sigh. Suddenly she heard an assemblage of voices behind her. She turned towards it and realized it was a group of the Horde's prisoners that escaped. She walked towards them and spoke.

"If you all want to live and get revenge against the Horde, follow me." Glimmer declared. The group of people switched glances between each other and Glimmer, then with one accord, agreed to go with her. They all followed her as she boarded a skiff and flew out of the Fright Zone. Glimmer took one last look and glared as she uttered her last words.

"I'll be back, Hordak… just you wait."