Catra's POV

Fuck.

Everything wasn't okay.

I had finally gotten my life somewhat together, and especially. I've gotten Adora back to me, but now It was all going to crash back down.

My breaths came out as puffs as I stared at the door to the underground fight club. I have to fight, I have to lose and allow myself to get beat up.

I clenched my fists and almost felt like crying.

"Catra..are you okay?" Adora mumbled, noticing the way I was acting. I was attempting to hold in my nervousness all day. But it just couldn't hold when we approached the door closer and closer.

I breathed in slowly and closed my eyes.

"No"

I heard Adora hold her breath as she slowly reached for my hand, "You'll be alright..okay?"

I shook my head. She had no idea what situation I was in, in fact, the biggest thing I'm worried about is her watching me get beat up.

Adora took my silence as a note to continue, "You'll beat him, and we can make it to the top. We can get out of this. Be free"

Except I can't make it to the top. You can, I can't. I'm risking my life to be free. I don't know how strong that guy is. I'm a bird stuck between two rocks, in the end, no matter what decision I make I'll get hurt.

I let out a shaky breath and allowed Adora's words to sink in.

"Be free" I repeated, turning my head to look at Adora who was giving me a weak smile. My heart dropped a bit seeing the way she looked at me. She looked just as tired as I was, and her eyes were screaming that she wants out. She wants to be over with this as much as I was. That's all up to me. I'm the one who can give Adora that, the only one.

Adora slowly leaned down and pressed a lifeless kiss to my lips. My hand snaked up and pressed the palm of it to the back of her neck, making sure to keep her there for a bit longer.

"I love you"

Adora chuckled and stepped back a little, "I don't think I'll ever get used to you saying that"

"Good, I want it to be special each time" I smiled, dropping my hand back into hers. "Let's get this over with"

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"Win for me," Adora's last words said to me before I stepped into the dark stadium before it was lit up, lights flowing through every part of the room. I had to cover my eyes to make sure I didn't become blind. After the lights finally simmered down, I looked around.

My eyes widened.

There were so many people surrounding the ring. And, one person in the audience caught my eye other than Adora.

Incredible, dark green eyes stared deep into mine. Who was that? Why..was he staring directly at me?

My thoughts were interrupted when a booming voice spoke from the loudspeaker. A couple of high-pitched scratches came before something was actually said.

"Welcome to the last found of the semi-finals! Wow, only 3 more rounds after this, and this whole shebang is done for! Before we get down to business, there is someone I'd like to introduce. The man. The one who has made this all possible, and the one who began this organization as a whole! Lord.....Hordak!"

Hordak..weird name. The same man with green eyes that held such a piercing gaze into me stood up and gave a simple nod before sitting back down. He looked prissy and rich. Having perfect slicked back hair, two bodyguards, and a simple black suit with a green tie. Our eyes reconnected probably noticing my gaze at him.

I instantly looked away, at anything but him. That guy wants something.

I distracted myself from my thoughts, looking at my opponent. I almost drop dead at the site.

"Kyle?!" I whispered.

He jumped instantly at the call of his name and fear took over his body as a whole. How..did he even get this far?! He-He's so weak and frail!?

"O-Oh..he-hey, Catra!" He said, stumbling on his sentence. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing" I chuckled.

"Oh, I originally was doing this with Lonnie but..she kinda ditched me at the last minute. And, apparently, we can't leave without physically losing a fight for some security reasons. I hate this thing, so you can just destroy me" He explained, practically giving himself to me.

I sighed, "No can do, I have to get out this round"

"No! Please, Catra. You've always wanted to prove that you're the strongest back in middle school. Do me..one last favor, and get me out of here" He pleaded, noticing the ref begin to stand between us and blow the whistle.

I chewed on my lip, his begging almost made me give in. My answer never came since the ref blew a whistle which signaled us to get in position. In sync, we both complied. His face seemed broken, and distraught. The idea of even looking him in the face anymore made my heart hurt.

The whistle blew.

None of us moved, just simply staring at each other.

The stadium was quiet, everyone's gaze on both of us. Some filled with confusion, and some somehow already losing interest.

"Get 'em, Kyle!" Someone screamed in the audience. I puffed out a little bit of air and stared in the direction of Adora who looked at me with a concerned look.

But before I knew it, I felt myself being pushed back hard onto the ground. That's it, just coax it out of him. Get him to hit me.

"Oh, kyle. You've always been the weak one" I started, feeling guilt rise up faster than I thought. "You thought you were strong. But everyone knew that was a lie"

I swerved a punch on instinct. Fuck, I should've taken that. Luckily a foot came to my legs, causing them to buckle. I quickly caught myself but not in enough time to save myself from a powerful punch to the stomach.

I chuckled humorlessly, "Yeah, that's it. Prove that you aren't a weakling- Cause that's still all I think you are!"

I attempted to weakly punch at him but gave him an easy opportunity to grab my arm to stop it. But of course, he wasn't fast enough and the punch jabbed him in the nose. Roars erupted in the audience.

"Show no mercy"

"Get on with it!"

"You got it!"

"Hurry up! Hit em!"

I blurred out the sounds of the audience and focusing on the different ways. Come on, read Kyle as you've always known him.

"It hurts, doesn't it? It hurts to be thrown away and ditched by Lonnie huh? Having to survive all on your own in this terrible fight club. Don't you want to prove that you can win this fight club? I'm sure it would learn you a lot of respect, respect that you will never get if you lose" I sung, eyes widening from being pulled into a headlock.

His arm was locked against my throat harshly, I blinked a couple of times to regain my vision from suddenly losing air. This was too much, my hands frantically tried to reach back and pull his hair back but it wouldn't work.

Is this how I'm going to die?

I let myself go limp in his arms, but as soon as it happened his fist came to my face. He pounded his fist into my throat and nose. The combination of being headlocked and punched made me blackout for a good couple of seconds. Once I finally regained consciousness, I was on the floor being straddled. Frantic fists being thrown all over my body.

I coughed, feeling a fluid substance build up in my throat. I turned my head and coughed out a bit of blood and gave him a slide glare. And finally, I put my head down and closed my eyes.

"The winner is Kyle!"

With that, I sighed and carefully opened my eyes. But the sight in front of me was nothing I expected.

Adora was in the rink, throwing Kyle to the ground and staring down at him with the most..horrific look ever. I attempted to get up but I noticed my foot was twisted in a different direction gruesomely.

It took everything in my power to flip onto my stomach and attempt to crawl towards Adora.

Everything was a blur before I could reach her. Two bodyguards pulling Adora off of Kyle's body that looked unreadable. His face was covered in blood, and almost look worse than mine.

My screams echoed through the whole stadium, "Adora, please stop it!"

"Adora!"

I watched Adora get dragged out of the rink. Her growls and kicks in an attempt to get out of the people who held her tightly at both of her arms made my heartache.

Kyle gave me one simple look of..relief.

Why are you looking at me like that? You just got beat up..why do you look so happy? Was the last thing I could think of before my shoulders gave out and my eyes went black.

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Everything hurt. My face and legs especially ached as my eyes slowly opened up. I groaned and instantly shut them since the first thing that I saw was a bright light. And what I was laying on clearly wasn't a bed.

But I was reminded of the most important thing on my mind.

"Adora!" I said quickly then let out a yelp of pain, regretting instantly once I attempted to sit up.

"She's fine," A deep gruff voice said.

I instantly turned my head to see the familiar green-eyed rich dude, "Oh..it's you"

"Nice way to address the person who just saved your little friend from being thrown into jail" He muttered, crossing his arms and looked at his Rolex for a quick second.

I looked down at his clean shoes then back at him, "What happened?"

"I called off the police and she's safe"

I squinted my eyes, there had to be more. "She's safe..where?"

"She's still waiting here for you, but.."

Of course, there is a catch, why wouldn't there be?

He must've caught my expression since he stopped speaking but I rolled my hand in a gesture for him to continue.

"I need you two to get Shadow Weaver here right now"

~~~~~~~

Using crutches is hard and in fact, they made my armpits hurt. And this fat bulky cast on my foot wasn't making this any better. I weakly exited the "hospital" room of the fight club and noticed Adora deep in thought. She was sitting on the floor with her head in her arms that rested on her knees.

"Hey"

Adora's head raised, and she hopped up to her feet in an instant. Her arms safely and carefully enveloping me in a hug.

"You scared me so much" She mumbled, sniffling a bit. Her voice sounds hoarse which meant she had been crying before all of this.

I made my head comfortable in her arms, "Speak for yourself, you almost got thrown into jail!"

"Ah, Hordak wasn't supposed to tell you that" She mumbled.

I rolled my eyes, "So you know about this whole deal too don't you?"

"Yeah..but Shadow Weaver, how do you suppose we get her?" She questioned, playing with something in her pocket.

I pondered for a moment then thought of an idea, "You call her"

"Why me?"

"Because you're the only one that will be able to actually get her to do something" I explained, trying not to sound sour about it.

Adora only simply sighed and nodded, fishing for her phone and dialed Shadow Weaver's number.

~~~~~~~~

With terrible convincing skills, we finally managed to get Shadow Weaver to arrive at the exit of the fight club.

Her car drove up to the premises, hopping out of her car and making her way to us, "I'm so sorry for your defeat Catra, I was really hoping for you to win. I guess it is all up to Adora"

I had to hold in a growl, the hold of Adora's hand on mine helped with that. The fake cheeriness in her voice made me want to cringe.

"Thanks, and I'm sure Adora has it all handled"

"Me too" Shadow Weaver agreed and looked around. "So where is that forum you so desperately needed me to sign to confirm your leave of the fight club?"

"You won't be signing any paper," The familiar deep voice said.

Shadow Weaver's eyes gaped open as she stared at the person behind us.

"H-Hordak.." She started shakily, gripping her hands into fists.

One hand was placed on Adora's shoulder and another one on mine, "Good day, Shadow Weaver"

Adora and I looked at each other with confusion then back at Hordak who kept his grip on us tightly.

"What do you want?"

"I won't allow you to hurt anyone else for the mistakes you made. Sending the ones who you cared for, for so many years into something that can get them killed! Are you stupid?! Just because you couldn't talk to me face to face" Hordak roared. His finger revealed a ring bright as ruby that had some form of engraving on it.

Shadow Weaver's eyes glistened as she charged forward to grab it but out of nowhere two people who had the same haircut as Hordak grabbed her arms and held her back, "Give it to me you bastard! That's my mother's ring!"

"No, it's time to put an end to you. Put an end to the many people you've caused pain too" He spoke sharply, "Take her away"

We watched Shadow Weaver's whimpers and muffled screams echo throughout the night as she was dragged back into the fight club. I held my breath in fear, Adora doing the same as Hordak made his way in front of us.

"You are free. Go now. Don't come back and whatever you saw here..Never happened" 

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A/N: I wasn't a fan of writing the fight scene for this chapter ;-;