Hello everybody and welcome to what I hope will be a long and extremely well received new story. Just gonna come out and say it right now, this story is straight up AU. Season 3 is just around the corner and it looks like we'll be getting some more insight into the lore, but I'm gonna ignore it because I have a pretty solid idea on what kind of story I want to tell. I mean, if I can, I'll probably integrate some of the new information we get from S3 into the story, but for the most part I'm gonna be telling the story I want to and I'm not gonna let a little thing like canon ruin it for me. With that said, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power is produced by Dreamworks Animation Television, and both She-Ra and He-Man are owned by Mattel.

Prologue: Midnight Rambler

"Urrrrgh…" Adora moaned softly as she continued to trudge through the pitch black wilderness.

For some reason, her eyes weren't working so well at the moment, but she could just barely make out the silhouettes of the trees around her, so at the very least she was able to avoid running into them.

Her ears weren't working so well either, but she could still hear the sound of her sword scrapping across the hard ground. Which was unfortunate, since this was a particularly annoying sound, but alas, her arms weren't working either, so there was nothing she could do about it.

More than anything, her brain wasn't working so well. Her memories were all fuzzy. She couldn't remember where she was or what she was doing there. She couldn't remember when she'd started walking or even why. There were a few stray fragments floating around her head, but nothing that made much sense. She remembered Catra and something about sand… or maybe it was crystals? And then there was this blinding light and a weird sensation; sort of like being ripped apart and then being put back together inside out.

Was that a thing?

She had no idea.

All she knew was that she had to keep walking.

And so she did.

For hours and hours on end. Although to be fair, for all she knew it could've only been a few minutes. Her sense of time was just as murky as everything else.

Anyway, after another two hours… or two minutes… whatever, of walking, a point of light appeared in the distance. Small at first, but as time ticked on it slowly grew larger and larger. Until finally it was upon her.

To her surprise, the source of the mysterious light turned out to be a small, but nonetheless majestic looking falcon, which was somehow emitting a glorious golden aura that bathed her body in a comforting warmth not unlike the morning sun.

For several minutes, Adora just stared at the magnificent bird as it hovered high above her. But then, to her even greater surprise, the falcon opened its beak and in a soft, almost honeylike voice, it spoke a single word.

Remember.

Buh-Bump!

Suddenly, a sharp pain ran through the young warrior's head; causing her to double over from the shock.

Buh-Bump!

Buh-Bump!

Her eyes were throbbing. Her skull was burning. And her brain felt like it'd been hooked up to a light socket. For a moment there, she was certain she was going to die.

But then…

Buh-Bump!

Buh-Bump!

Buh-Bump!

Adora jerked her head upward; forcing herself to look straight up into the sky as a rush of information was suddenly uploaded directly into her brain. Thousands upon thousands of images flashed before her eyes; depicting places and people she didn't recognize. Most of it was happening too fast for her to process. But amid the chaos she was able to make out a few garbled bits of people's voices.

This is some of what she heard.

By the Power of Grayskull!

1.21!

Your vile horde will never breach the castle walls.

I just love your disguise.

We'll fight men, Sir. But that guy's a demon!

Please. We both know you don't have the guts.

Drizzle, Drazzle, Druzzle, Drome~

Force Captain Leech, prepare the ground assault.

I just want to go home.

Welcome home, Princess Adora.

This world will drown in its own blood.

YOU BASTARD!

It's what separates us from the bad guys.

MY FACE!

Mara, please, it's not what you think!

Big, Mean, and always Hungry.

When they go dancing, how do they decide who leads?

Eternia is forever in your debt.

I HATE YOU!

Call me Moss Man.

Baby mine, don't you cry~

CHOOSE NOW, RANDOR!

Hey Adora.

I AM SHEEEEEE-RAAAAAAAAAAA!

"Gasp" Adora exclaimed as she suddenly jerked herself into an upright position; her heart beating like a tribal war drum. She wasn't sure when or how, but apparently she'd fallen asleep at some point during her little walkabout. But on the bright side, her senses were finally working again. Now she could see where the heck she was.

Interesting…

Despite the darkness of what she could only assume to be night, Adora could clearly see that she was in a forest. Although, it was not one she recognized. The trees were all… wrong, and everything was just so… green. Definitely not the Whispering Woods, or any other part of Etheria she'd ever seen.

And where were Bow and Glimmer? The last thing she remembered was heading out with them to the Crimson Waste to do… something. And then… something else happened. And then she was suddenly here.

But where the heck was here? And why couldn't she remember any…

Suddenly, Adora's mind went blank. By chance she'd allowed her gaze to drift upwards and, to her immense astonishment she saw something that was beyond belief. Something that filled her heart with both childlike wonder and primordial terror. Something that was completely and utterly impossible.

At yet, there they were.

Just hanging up there in sky; twinkling like tiny little diamonds.

The strange and mysterious cosmic formations that the First Ones called…

"Stars…"

End Notes:

Not sure if this story has gotten anyone's attention yet, but if it has, I appreciate your interest.

With that said, thanks for reading.

Peace.