Hello y'all. Hope everyone had a happy holidays. Before I wrote my first one shot. Now I am doing my first multi-chapter fic.

This fic was one that I wrote as my own version of Shera going post Season 3. All of Shera is now out, so you get to see how much I was right.

So without further adew, Enjoy.

Walking into her new force captain barracks, Catra felt a sense of pride swell over her. She had shown Hordak that, once again, she meant something. She remembered how Hordak had given her badge back after the portal closed, saying how capable she was of getting shit done. It was a shame though, with no reason to lounge around in his lab anymore, that Hordak stated that he would take on the new role as force commander. It made Catra wondered if he still had trust issues with her. She thought the idea was absolutely dumb considering he most likely had never left his lab before. Regardless, she kept her mouth shut. He was still the Horde's leader. Talking back to him was probably a good way to get her head chopped off after recent events. Catra decided not to retake Shadow Weaver's old quarters. She didn't need another reminder of that bitch, especially since she ran back to her precious Adora.

As she settled in she couldn't help but think of the last encounter with Adora. Her actions were so unlike what she used to see from her. Back while the world was falling apart and Catra was all corrupted with, whatever you would call that energy from the portal, Adora was actually mad with her. And to top it off, that look she got Shera will she was running away with Hordak was one of real anger that sent chills down Catra's spine. In previous fights, it felt like Adora would not truly bring harm to her. Now, it felt like Adora was willing to win by any means necessary. It was a fact that brought true fear into Catra's heart, making her ponder if Adora would actually try to kill her.

Catra had begun to accept a hard fact about her life now. The person she knew as Adora was gone now, replaced fully by Shera. that fucking perfect shinning princess. The person she once considered her friend growing up in the horde was no more.

This was no time to think about that now though. Emotions would only get in the way of her success. They would make her weak, and only serve to give her another reason to hate Shera. There were already fucking plenty of those. Catra took a deep breath, and continued getting her things together.

Afterwards, she laid down on her new bed and took a much needed nap. It had been a very long couple of days. She wasn't sure what time it was when she woke up. The only thing now would be to discuss future plans with Scorpia.

Scorpia. Catra could not help but feel uneasy at the earlier events that happened in Entrapta's lab. She couldn't let those thoughts distract her though. She could put those moments in the past. And if she could, Scorpia could too. For the sake of the Horde's mission, right?

After walking the halls of the fright zone for a few minutes, she found Scopia in her own quarters. She was sitting down on her bed, just looking down at the floor. Catra walked over to her. That uneasy feeling was returning, but she did her best to push it down.

"Come on, you can't spend all day moping around can ya." Scorpia looked up. Her face showed she was obviously hurt. "Come on. It's not that bad. I got my title of force captain back" Catra gave her one of her smirks. "We're a team remember, you're one of the reasons I got back here." She put her hand on Scorpia's shoulder. Scorpia looked at her for a moment, before putting her head down, removing the feline's hand to get up.

"I'm sorry Catra. I thought I could be by your side forever, but I just can't do this anymore."

"Scorpia what are you -?"

"I'm sorry I couldn't be the one to help fix you. Obviously you're the only one who can."

Catra was in shock. Was...Was Scopria leaving too? She was, wasn't she? Just as quickly as it came, the hurt inside of her turned into a fiery rage.

"And you said you were different. You're just like them you now that. All you princess types do is care about yourself and leave behind what doesn't matter to you."

Scorpia stopped by the door. "Yea well, you helped me realize that I shouldn't."

Catra's anger only roared on. "You walk out of this room, you're nothing but dead to me. I'll make sure you fucking suffer, just like the rest of the princesses.

Scorpia just stood there, and for a moment, Catra truly thought she would change her mind. But then, Scorpia opened the door, and Catra charged her. If she's going to leave me like everyone else she can suffer like the rest, she thought. However, she was promptly met by Scorpia's tail, and a strong enough dose of venom to pass out.

When she finally awoke, she wasn't sure how much time had passed. She was alone now in Scopria's room. She got up and ran. If Scorpia was leaving there was likely only one place that she was going, and that wasn't any more good news. She checked some places on her way to see if Scorpia had gotten out yet and eventually got to the hanger bay. There were two soldiers standing guard. Catra questioned them about Scorpia.

"Yea she came by." One of them said. "She said something about performing a scouting mission. She took out a skiff not too long ago."

Catra could not believe what she had just heard. "Well you dumb asses just let yet another force captain defect." She stomped off. Her anger threatened to spill over. The next thing she knew she was back in Scorpia's room, and all she could think about was what the woman just did.

Catra lashed out at everything. She tore into the sheets on the bed, nightstands, and trashed all the furniture in the room. The place became another pit of bad memories she didn't want to be reminded of. Yet another person left her. Someone else left her for those stupid fucking princesses, for Adora. The room just left her with even more bitterness, and guilt too. Catra can't help but feel like she could have prevented this. She could have not shocked Entrapta. She could have not threatened Scorpia. She shook her head. If it wasn't for Adora none of this would have ever happened. She could still have some amount of control in her life. She could get the praise she desired. She could actually be something instead of the lowly nothing that Shadow Weaver and just about everyone else called her.

Catching her breath after the destruction, the decision was made to finally get some actual control. She went back to her new quarters to do just that. Upon arrival, she took a razor and went to the mirror. She wasn't a simple cadet anymore, she was a force captain, so it was time she actually looked the part. Without a second thought, she began to groom her hair. She shaves off her sideburn tuffs, and cut out the more wild curls of her hair, proceeding to flatten it out and make it less animalistic.

Once that was done, she took a good look down at her current uniform. It needed a change as well. She went over to her closet and observed her options. She took out a red and black top, as well as some long black pants. It was time to form a style to call call her own. Taking off her own pants and unsheathing her claws, she cuts clean through the first tear in the fabric. From there she cuts the black pants at a spot where it roughly matches, and then cuts holes in the bottom to fit her clawed feet.

Then, she takes a look at the top she picked out. It is similar in design to Scorpia's outfit, except it possesses two long dark sleeves with holes for fingers. She picks it up and starts to cut at sections of the left sleeve, cutting it clean off at the shoulder, and then cutting a section near the hand to create a glove. She's about to do the same to the other side, but stops. A flashback to her time in the portal comes to mind, of how her right arm was all covered in black. She's a little apprehensive, but the more she thinks about it, the more it is the greatest idea ever. What better way to remind Adora of just what she would be up against. Besides, cutting off the other arm would make it too similar to Scorpia's look, and she sure as shit didn't want to be anything like the scorpion princess.

She puts on her new outfit, finishing it up by placing her face caption badge on her chest, then takes a good look at herself in the closet mirror. A wicked smirk plasters itself onto her face. She has never looked more intimidating in her life. It's perfect.

As the new and improved force captain strides out of her room, she can't help but let her anger fuel her thoughts. One in particular sticks out from the rest.

Adora, no, Shera would pay for this. All of the fucking princesses would.

The days since returning to Brightmoon were some of the worst for the princess alliance. It had been an extremely rough time for Glimmer. She had to prepare for her own coronation as queen. However, the loss of her mother had made even that task tougher than it should have been. At first, she just never wanted to come out of her room. Despite how worried Adora was, Bow thought they should give her some space.

Eventually, she felt good enough to come out. Everyone was glad she was alright. When the idea of Glimmers coronation ceremony was brought up, she suggested that they don't just make the day about her. She wanted her mom to be remembered for the sacrifice that she had made. Some of the princesses weren't sure about the idea. Bow thought it should be a happy day, while Adora thought it would be a painful topic, but Glimmer insisted. She thought that a day celebrating herself becoming queen would not be right without at least remembering what Angella did before her.

Not wanting to bother Glimmer with it, Adora took her newfound questions about coronations and memorials to Bow. Glimmer had enough already to worry about.

"Well, a coronation is like a party in a way. Just, more formal. There are all these fancy procedures and then Glimmer takes her vows to be a good queen for the people."

"That seems nice." Adora started. "How come you were nervous about the memorial? Is that not normal for these events?"

"Yea. It's basically a sad event where you remember someone who died."

"Oh." Adora wondered if the loss of Angella was affecting Glimmer more than she had anticipated. It made her wish she had tried to do more.

"Yeah, I'm just worried for Glimmer." Bow stated. "Maybe this could help her out, but I'm not sure. Memorials usually help people feel better by remembering that her spirit has moved on."

Adora looked at Bow with confusion causing him to continue. "That's an explanation that's probably even too complex for me to explain." Bow continued on. "For right now, we should go get ready."

All the other princesses were invited to the event, and a large crowd of citizens gathered around. Hell, even Shadow Weaver attended. Well, if you count just standing in a corner away from everyone and observing the events attending. Glimmer had decided that she could be of some help. Not everyone felt the same way, especially Castaspella. In the end, they decided she could roam free, so long as she did not cause any trouble. Adora wasn't too keen on the idea, but Glimmer hadn't budged an inch on her position.

Everyone dressed up for the occasion. Adora decided to go in her princess prom dress(she could not really find anything else that was comfortable to wear). Other princesses wore more fancy dresses. Bow even decided to not wear a crop top for once in his life. A large crowd gathered for the event as well. A stage was set up in the courtyard with a large number of chairs for everyone who gathered. Adora and the other princesses sat in a special section in the front.

The coronation went smoothly. Everyone cheered as Glimmer went out on stage to address everyone, and take her vows to uphold the Brightmoon values and be crowned queen. She took time to thank everyone for coming and promising to do her best as queen.

Then she took time to thank those who helped her along the way. "Without the help of those I cherished, I never would be the person I am today. That goes for my friends, the princesses, and most importantly, my mom." She paused to wipe a tear from her eye. "If it wasn't for her sacrifice, the rebellion wouldn't be where it is today. I'd like to take some time to honor her memory."

Glimmer maneuvers the audience to a spot set up right in front of the stage where a wooden sign has been set up as a makeshift gravestone. From there people are given a chance to come up and pay their respects. When the civilians are done, all the princesses take turns walking up to the makeshift grave. Bow had taken a moment to explain to Adora that the purpose was to take a moment and talk to the dead person. You talk about different topics and let them know how things are going with life. It was a way of letting out the emotion of their loss.

Many princesses went up to the gravestone to pay their respects. They were all sad and serious, even if they showed it in different ways. Perfuma cried, Frosta stood in silence with a solemn expression, while Mermista, even though she sounded nonchalant, spoke in a very serious way.

Glimmer was the next one. There were tears in her eyes as she knelt down. "Hey Mom." She said through a sob. "Who knew I'd step in for ya this early?" She looked down at the ground. "I'm not even sure that I'm ready to do this, but I know I got my friends beside me. I promise that I'll do whatever it takes to take down the horde so that your sacrifice won't be in vain. After what they did, I'll make sure the Horde is destroyed for good."

When she was done, she got up and Adora took her place, kneeling down on one knee. "Hey." She started. "It's my first time doing this, so I'm not totally sure how this works." She let out a sigh. "It's been tough on everyone without you. I think Glimmer has really taken it the hardest."

Tears were now beginning to form in her eyes. "I wish I could have done something. I know it's not my fault, but I can't help but feel I could have stopped this." She took a minute to wipe her eyes. "I'll make sure your sacrifice wasn't for nothing. I'll train even harder, and I'm going to make sure we win. No matter what it takes."

As Adora got up. She couldn't help but feel a newfound resolve. She knew she would have to do whatever it takes to defeat the Horde. One thought in particular helped especially to give her a fierce determination.

Catra is going to pay for this. I'll train more and get even stronger, and by no means will I let her win.

So I hope y'all enjoyed the first chapter.

I have some of this posted already on AO3, so updates will probably be quicker than normal until I get caught up. (Pending work and my obsessive need to grammar check don't get in the way.)After that, who the hell knows?

So I was thinking about including the events I would like to see for each chapter when applicable down here. Let me know what you guys think.

Event of the Chapter: Scopria leaves the horde. It didn't happen right away, but it happened.