Author's Notes:
First of all, small update here; I've decided to post this story twice a week due to its short chapters... and because I've written so many other stories and I want to share it with you all but I want to wait until I've officially ended this one :3
Yay! Finally, we get to see things from Catra's perspective! And also a little bit of time skip which I felt was necessary!
Also, this might be the shortest chapter yet... sorry, not sorry. I'm already tired working on stories with longer chapters, and now I want a break.
Enjoy!
Histories and Chemistries
IV
These past few weeks may probably be the best past few weeks of Catra's life.
… Okay, that might've been an exaggeration, but she did feel happier these past few weeks than she did the weeks before that, which was a huge deal considering that this was… well… high school.
She'd been smiling more, laughing more, getting into trouble less.
And though she was still a troublemaker… she was a damn happy troublemaker.
Her grades were also getting better and better. Looks like all that tutoring really paid off.
Even if it started out as her just wanting to mess with Adora.
Catra smiled as she walked down the empty hallway, peeking at the classes, snickering at the sight of them looking deader than a corpse - heh, because that was what always happened when someone listened to lectures. That someone became a zombie.
As for the reason why she was out here… well… she wasn't really feeling like studying… so, why not skip it? It was always an option.
… What? It was maths! She'd be an idiot not to skip it!
Something tugged her wrist, making her gasp in shock, she tried to pull away but froze when she saw who was holding her wrist.
Shadow Weaver.
The woman was a total creep.
And Catra fucking hated her, not just because she was always stepping her, mocking her and belittling her and all that. No, no. The reason why she really hated her was that of how fucking obsessed Shadow Weaver was of Adora - it was borderline insane and someone should really do something about it!
Even now this teacher was gripping her wrist with more force than necessary.
"Rumors have begun to spread in this school…" she said with that fake calm voice of hers. "Rumors surrounding you taking lessons from my Adora."
Catra's eyes widened. Her own eyes narrowed in something resembling anger.
She gritted her teeth. She shouldn't be scared. She should stand on her ground even if it killed her.
So she did just that.
"Yeah. So?"
She suppressed the urge to flinch when the grip on her wrist tightened. Damn, this woman was strong.
Shadow Weaver's eyes were wide, making her look even more insane if that was possible.
"So…? So?!" her voice echoed in the long hallway. Catra immediately looked around, wondering if anyone saw. No one did. Unfortunately. The woman then tugged her forward and whisper-shouted, Why isn't she back with us yet?! Why's she still with those- those-"
"Princesses?"
"Brats!" Catra's jaw dropped as she gazed at this… this mentally-unstable woman. She'd always known that Shadow Weaver had a problem, but this… this was bad, even for her. How is this woman still a teacher? she asked herself for the hundredth time. "You must show her the truth. That she never have belonged in that hideous place… and she never will."
Catra's eyes widened, a newfound rage bubbling inside her.
It was fine of her to berate her and mock her and hurt her like this.
But if it came to Adora…
No…
Hell no…
"What makes you think I'll do that?" She was surprised by how strong her voice was, considering the fact that her heart was beating like crazy and she was certain Shadow Weaver was going to kill her for this. She glowered at the woman, smirking at the surprise etched on her eyes. "She seems pretty happy hanging out with those prissy girls, why would I want to take that away from her? And after how you've treated me all these years," she grinned, cocking her head to the side, "did you really expect me to be your obedient puppet?"
"Silence, you disrespectful child!"
Shadow Weaver raised her hand.
Catra flinched even when the impact never came.
For a couple of seconds, they just looked at each other.
She's…
She's never gotten physical before…
Terror, unlike any she'd ever felt before, consumed her, leaving her frozen.
"We both know the real reason why you're content with her leaving." Catra's lips parted. Amusement danced in the woman's eyes. "Should I tell her myself? Maybe then she'll realize how much of a wretched being you are." Catra tugged her arm, not wanting to listen to any of this anymore. The woman responded by pulling her even closer. Catra couldn't do anything other than look at her eyes and hear her words.
"You have one week. One week to bring her back."
The threat was left unspoken.
The woman refused to let go of her, so, at one last attempt to at least look like she wasn't scared shitless, Catra spat, "Fuck. You."
She was released. And she stumbled and fell. And Shadow Weaver glared at her, making her wonder if she really was going to die. And then that woman left, stride in her steps like she had done nothing wrong.
Tears burned her eyes and Catra's lips trembled. In fact, her whole body trembled. She felt so, so weak and she hated it. She fucking hated it.
With a roar, she punched one of the lockers, leaving it dented.
She then heard footsteps from behind her. Oh. So someone had heard of their conversation. And, judging from what she was hearing, that someone was running to the opposite direction.
Catra didn't show her acknowledgement. She didn't even turn around to see who had eavesdropped on them. It didn't matter anyway.
Nothing really mattered anymore.
... Why was this happening to her?
Why?
Why?
Why?!
One stray tear fell. Then another. Then another.
And Catra wiped them all away, forcing herself not to break down, forcing herself to keep being strong.
For Adora, if anything.
To be Continued
Author's Notes:
Who could that person be...? And will they play any role in this story...?
Aww, my poor baby Catra… too good, too pure for this world.
And… yeah. Shadow Weaver's still obsessed with Adora, and in this AU, her reasonings are because Adora used to be such a ruthless member of The Horde and she's got so much potential.
Also, does anyone have a theory by what Shadow meant when she said she knew why Catra was so content with Adora leaving? If so, comment down below (jeez, I sound like a YouTuber). This isn't part of the show, really, but it does play a huge part in my story.