Hello everybody, I am back with another chapter. Terribly sorry for long break, had a rough holidays, though with being said, Happy New Year and Merry Christmas. Bit late, I know, but better late than never. Anyway for those of you still reading, I hope you enjoy this chapter, as I enjoyed writing it.


The next morning had come slower than Adora would have liked. After Shadow Weaver's little greeting the night before, Adora had found it difficult to sleep, and even when she did, all she dreamt were nightmares.

Adora slowly walked up the hallway having eaten something in the mess hall just before, praying to the first ones that the war room be empty, and not filled with a raging mass.

Turning the corner, she was thoroughly disappointed, as even with the doors shut, Adora could hear the barbaric sounds of argument erupting from the war room.

Opening the doors, she took a deep breath and let it out with a deep sigh, stepping forth into the room and preparing for the onslaught of questions and demands.

"Oh thank the first ones, Adora you're here." Bow immediately made his way to Adora the moment he saw her, looking worn out already.

"Everyones been talking, and where all pretty divided on what to do." Bow tried to explain the situation of the room, but struggled with the roar of the arguments behind him.

Adora thanked bow before making her way to the front of the room, preparing to address everyone. As she stood at the head of the table, mentally preparing, she laid her hands on its edge. "Alright, everyone quite down, and lets work together, and lay down what we know"

Adora's attempt at diplomacy had completed fell sideways as everyone in the room turned to face her, and proceeded to throw all their opinions at once.

Adora was already struggling with being leader, and she had no-idea how Glimmer could do this, but she pushed forward none the less. Though it was made much easier with Bows help.

"Please, guys, one at a time. Adora's only one person, and like she said let's lay down what we know" Bow chimed it right on time, his voice carrying a kind and calming chime behind it.

"Well, we know that Horde Prime is, like, super powerful and stuff" Mermista dropped a thought that hadn't left anyones mind.

"That doesn't mean we can't bust in and get Glimmer out!" Frosta quickly added before being immediately shut down by Entrapta.

"Actually, I've been some calculations on Horde Prime's ship and I can conclude a ninety six point five percent chance of failure at rescuing Glimmer from his ship. Though I haven't factored in the fleet surrounding his command ship so that number may vary" Entrapta quickly fell back into into her data pad, most likely doing the calculation with the fleet factored in.

Everyone in the room seem to lose a little more hope at Entrapta's addition. Adora tried to do her best to come up with something that might help, anything for that matter, but she couldn't even think. All she could think of was the thought of not getting Glimmer back. Adora somewhat blamed herself for losing her, 'if I'd just trusted her more, I wouldn't have lost her'. The thought was a common one for Adora, even before losing Glimmer.

"So I suppose we only have one option then…" Bow's usually cheerful demeanour had been dulled by the sudden change of atmosphere.

"I suppose so… we have to accept Horde Primes trade" Adora slowly added, the words causing her to droop her shoulders lower than they already were.

The room fell into an empty silence with only the sound of the wind blowing by the window. No one dared to speak, as there was no argument to be had.

The silence dragged longer than anyone would have liked, and yet still felt cut short by Frosta.

"With that out of the way, I think it's time we talk about what to do with the prisoner" She slowly let out, trying to ease into the new subject.

With one sentence almost everyone in the room shot up, including one of the guards standing by the door. Adora knew this would be coming, but she still wished it hadn't.

"I say she deserves punishment, imprisonment is too nice for her" Frosta added on, with hint of distaste in her words.

"What kind of punishment did you have in mind" Perfuma quickly continued with clear worry in her voice.

"Well if you ask me…" Frosta paused with a clear hesitation in her words, "execution"

The room imploded with a gasp of horror from everyone, though Adora could only stare in shock, with her mouth agape, her mind barely even being able to comprehend what she'd just heard.

Everyone began to speak all at once. Though Adora struggled to make out any one statement, she managed to catch a few words like 'its what she deserves', and 'It's what she'd do to us'

Adora struggled to come up with a radical thought as everything seem to hit her at once. She's supposed to be Catra's enemy, she's supposed to hate her, and yet she still couldn't bring herself to want to hurt her. She couldn't bring herself to let others hurt her, when she has the power to stop them.

Before things could get worse, Adora stood up and began addressing everyone, more assertive than before.

"Everyone quiet down. No-one is going to be executed, Catra will be put into imprisonment until we come to a collective decision."

"Why shouldn't she be executed, you of all people know what she's done to us, what she's done to you!" The statement seem to come from no-where, and yet a majority seem to nod their heads in agreement.

Adora stumbled over her words, trying to come up with a good reason. "Well.. Its… She could have information on Horde Prime"

Adora blurted out the first goodish idea that came to mind, and it seemed to have worked as the room fell to a silent, albeit stubborn agreement, with a few sighs escaping from the crowd of princesses.

As everyone went back to their own conversations and arguments, Adora slumped back into a chair at the side of the room, quickly being joined by Bow.

"Good job Adora, you spoke like a true leader back there" Bow quickly chimed with his usual cheerful attitude.

"I think I just made things worse, what if she doesn't have information" Adora slumped down in her chair, thinking the worst.

"Well, that's a possibility, but what if she does? Maybe you should go ask her, talk to her and see if you can get any information"

Adora sat for a moment considering Bows proposal, before giving her poor excuse" She wouldn't wanna talk to me anyway, she hates me"

"Well you're going to have to talk to her, they're gonna be expecting some information on Horde Prime, so it's probably best you talk to her soon."

Adora dropped her head, taking a moment to stare at the floor, before picking it back up again. "Why are you so fine with me letting Catra live, shouldn't you hate her"

Bow slipped his hand up behind his head, scratching nervously. "Well, yeah, I don't exactly like her, but its obvious you care for her, and I don't want you to do something you'll regret. But I have to ask Adora, why do you care for her so much?"

Adora sat back up, taking a minute to think of an answer, but couldn't come to one. "Next time Bow, I need to go see if she's awake" Adora realised she had never really given an explanation to why she cared so much for Catra, and if she was being honest with herself, she didn't quite know either.

Adora stood up to leave, but before she could take a step Bow quickly let on a new statement.

"Oh, wait, before you go i've been meaning to tell you. Scouts have been reporting activity in the fright zone. From what I've been told, it looks like they're preparing for an attack"

As if the weight on Adora's shoulders couldn't get any heavier, now she had to deal with the fright zone again, the only question was, who was leading them?

Adora let loose a small groan of displeasure before looking back to Bow. "Thanks bow, keep on scouting and give me any updates ok" With that Adora left the room, though noticing that the guard by the door was now no-where to be found.

Though Adora's walk though the castle went uninterrupted, she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, though whenever she would look, she would only see a guard turning a corner, or a small animal scarring along the walls.

When Adora finally made her way to the infirmary, she was met with Catra in the same bed she was in before, though sitting upright this time. She was still asleep, or drugged, Adora couldn't tell the difference. The doctor was scribbling something on a note pad before noticing Adora walk in.

"Oh good, you're here. We have the complete diagnosis for the prisoner" The doctor walked with Adora to Catra's bedside, bringing the notepad up to read.

"She's suffered severe lacerations along her left arm, and several broken ribs along the left side of her torso. Both her legs were severally weakened with bruising, most likely from repeating blunt attacks, and she had a severe concussion, which is why she is still unconscious at the moment. She's lost a lot of blood due to internal bleeding, though we've treated it the best we can and stopped the bleeding."

The doctor flipped the page on the notepad, letting Adora get a glimpse at what was on it, revealing it to only contain one thing. Adora was already light headed from everything she'd heard, and was marvelled by the fact that only one thing remained.

"We discovered a mild scar on her lower abdomen. It looks as if it was from a recent surgery, though where not sure as to what the surgery was for"

Adora looked over to Catra and attempted to see the scar, but it was covered by one of the many bandages covering her body.

The doctor continued on, sensing Adora's discomfort. She placed a hand on Adora's shoulder. "She'll be fine, she just needs time to heal. Though she is in a stable condition, and should be fit to move to a cell by the end of the day." With that the doctor began for the door, leaving Adora alone again, with an unconscious Catra.

'This is happening way to often' Adora thought to herself, sitting down on a chair next to Catra's bed. She let out a deep sigh, letting her head drop down a little. Adora didn't what she was doing, sitting down next to her supposed rival, wanting nothing more than to just see her wake. "I know you can't hear me right now, but if you can… please, I need you to tell me something, anything, about Horde Primes ship."

Adora sat quietly by the bed, before a low murmur rumbled beside her head. She quickly looked up and met Catra's golden and blue eye. Their eyes locked for a mere second before both looking away.

Adora cleared her throat before continuing. "Catra..., I need you tell me anything you might know about Horde Prime, please" Adora practically pleaded with Catra, begging for something to keep her alive.

Catra only looked further away, trying her best to hide from Adora, to hide her emotions from her, but there was no hiding anything anymore. She was broken, she'd given up.

Adora could see the pained guilt in her eyes before she rolled away, facing the wall. Resting a hand on the bed rail, she repeated herself "Please Catra, I need something" Adora pleaded more and more, leaning forward on her chair, as if being closer to Catra would make things better.

She got only silence in response. Adora looked to floor, letting out a defeated sigh. "Fine, don't tell me anything." Adora was hurt, though she didn't know why, she should be used to Catra ignoring her by now. She got up and was about to head for the door, before being stopped by a hand grabbing hers.

"Wait…" Catra's voice was broken and raspy, and yet still made Adora happy to hear. Maybe because it meant Catra was alive, or maybe because this was the first time she hadn't sounded angry.

"His clones, they have a weakness. They all have a control chip in the back of their neck. If you hit it hard enough you can bring them down" Catra still looked away, her eyes facing the floor, but her hand still holding on. Adora gave a warm smile, not missed by Catra, before giving a warming thank you.

Adora was the first to let go, walking to the door, though stopping to turn, meeting Catra's eyes again, giving her one last warm, and grateful smile before leaving.

Though Catra didn't want to admit it, even to herself, but seeing Adora smile, knowing she made her smile, gave her a little hope. Like a tiny spark, so small it could go easily missed, had ignited a flame in the deepest reaches of her heart. Though small, it still warmed her like no other.


Somewhere else in the Castle

King Micah had been spending most of his time in the library, learning of everything that has happened in his absence.

As he was reading a book on the recent events of She-ra, the lights around him dulled to a broken darkness.

King Micah looked up and began searching around for a reason, though the lights seemed to only get darker.

A sharp voice pierced through Micahs mind, a feeling all too familiar, and arousing memories from a shadowed point of his past.

"Micah, my my, how you have grown"

King Micah quickly spun to find Shadow Weaver picking a book from a shelf, whilst returning another. "What do you want you wretch"

"Do not mind me, I am simply returning a book, and finding a new one to read…"

King Micah had known of Shadow Weavers manipulations before, and he knew of her methods. Expecting some ominous remark, he repeated himself. "What do you want"

"hmm, you know me to well Micah, but let me ask you this, do you know who is responsible for you daughters capture… and your wife's death" Shadow weaver let the words slip off her tongue as if were silk to her, putting emphasis on 'death'.

Micahs eyes shot wide open, before succumbing to an angered glare, "What do you mean" His voice was shaky and clearly scared to hear an answer.

"Well she is in this castle… and she is being treated far too kindly if I might add"

"Who! who is it, tell me!" Micah was desperate for an answer now. Though he knew of Shadow Weavers manipulation, he wanted an answer for who caused his family to be torn apart.

Shadow Weaver stood silently for a moment, looking onwardly toward her book, before turning her gaze back to Micah.

"Catra… the girl Adora carried in yesterday, she is the one responsible for everything"


Catra had been taken down a prison cell later in the afternoon, after being given more time to recover. The cell was rather nice compared to the fright zones. The room was large and consisted of a desk, a barred window, a bed more comfortable than her fright zone bed, and small bathroom, with a small privacy wall of course, though no way of escape from inside. All in all, it was probably better than her Force Captains quarters.

Catra sat down on her bed, letting the reality of everything set in. She was trapped in a Brightmoon prison cell, she didn't really want to escape, and though she loathed admitting it to herself, she was being overwhelmed with guilt.

Catra had been denying everything to herself, her pain, her guilt, and her wants and needs. Catra knew what she wanted, but refused to admit it, that was, until Double Trouble saw through her. Now there was no hiding from herself, everytime she closed her eyes, the truth stood tall to her. As much as she could lie to herself, the truth will always be the truth, and she had to face reality head on, she had to face the consequences of everything she'd done, and try to repair the damage she'd caused.

Catra went to lay down on her side but stopped at the sound of an approaching footsteps. Instead, she opted to sit up on the side of her bed again, watching as a guard came to a stop at the cell door.

The guard didn't say a word, and only seemed to watch for a few moments before Catra got agitated. "What, you come to gloat or something" Though her words were harsh, there wasn't much power put behind them, not anymore.

The guard didn't say a word, but just kept staring with a smirk, before tilting their head and resting their hand under their chin in an all too familiar gesture.

"Oh kitten, if you want Adora to forgive you, you're going to have to play nicer than that"


MMMM, so lil ol Double Trouble has shown up, wonder what they're gonna do huh, well stay tuned, i'll try and get the next chapter up soon. Though before you go I feel I should clarify a few things, one being Scorpia, and yes, she will be in the story, though she isn't at Brightmoon. She'll be showing up at a later date, with what I hope to be a twist, so stayed tuned. Another thing I feel the need to clarify is with Shadow Weaver, in my story she has magic, but she is separated from the black garnet. From the show I think she could use Mystacor with the plants in her garden to simulate the magic of the black garnet, though not nearly as powerful. So she can do things like float and shadow around the place, along with other things that will be shown in future chapters (hehe, foreshadowing) Anyways though, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, all reviews are greatly appreciated, and again all feedback is welcome, as I still hope to become a better writer.