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Their bed was exactly as Catra had left it. Made with the same military precision that had been beaten into her head for as long as she could remember. The metal frame that held up the top bed was cold to the touch, the ladder dusty from unuse. She never used the top bunk, preferring instead to join Adora whenever possible.
Catra sat down at the end of the bed, crossing her legs as she did so. She had spent every night here while Adora slept beside her. Curled up next to Adora, it had felt safe, secure. The drawings they had made of each other were still at the head of the bed. The flames inside Catra flared at the sight of them. They bathed her in an unseen warmth as they tried to comfort her.
She blew out a breath as she let the flames grow and fill her once more. Following the directions Vader had given her, as well as the guidance from the flames, she reached the state she had found in the woods.
The Fright Zone felt very different from the Whispering Woods. She had noticed it as soon as she entered the city. And now that she was focusing on it she could tell the difference. The metal itself didn’t give off the same feeling as the many trees did. There was no life here. Instead, echoes of those that lived floated around her.
Lonnie, complaining about something Kyle had said.
Rogelio, brooding in each corner of the room.
Adora, laughing with Catra.
Catra crying.
But there was something else, deeper than any of those lingering imprints. Fear seemed to be embedded into the very foundation of the Fright Zone. It set Catra’s fur on end and caused her tail to whip around behind her. She had never felt this uneasy in the Fright Zone before. It had been her home, their home. But now?
As Catra let her senses die down, she began to open her eyes. A man sat across from her, drenched in an otherworldly blue glow. He wore robes that were even more battered and worn than he was. Neatly parted white hair and a trimmed white beard was the only thing that indicated he cared about his appearance. A warm smile adorned his face, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief.
He was also transparent.
Catra screamed and jumped up, hitting her head on the top bunk. She stumbled out of the bed rubbing the newly forming bruise.

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Vader's Last Apprentice: A New Path - Chapter Two
by Browncoat_Valentine_335

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Their bed was exactly as Catra had left it. Made with the same military precision that had been beaten into her head for as long as she could remember. The metal frame that held up the top bed was cold to the touch, the ladder dusty from unuse. She never used the top bunk, preferring instead to join Adora whenever possible.
Catra sat down at the end of the bed, crossing her legs as she did so. She had spent every night here while Adora slept beside her. Curled up next to Adora, it had felt safe, secure. The drawings they had made of each other were still at the head of the bed. The flames inside Catra flared at the sight of them. They bathed her in an unseen warmth as they tried to comfort her.
She blew out a breath as she let the flames grow and fill her once more. Following the directions Vader had given her, as well as the guidance from the flames, she reached the state she had found in the woods.
The Fright Zone felt very different from the Whispering Woods. She had noticed it as soon as she entered the city. And now that she was focusing on it she could tell the difference. The metal itself didn’t give off the same feeling as the many trees did. There was no life here. Instead, echoes of those that lived floated around her.
Lonnie, complaining about something Kyle had said.
Rogelio, brooding in each corner of the room.
Adora, laughing with Catra.
Catra crying.
But there was something else, deeper than any of those lingering imprints. Fear seemed to be embedded into the very foundation of the Fright Zone. It set Catra’s fur on end and caused her tail to whip around behind her. She had never felt this uneasy in the Fright Zone before. It had been her home, their home. But now?
As Catra let her senses die down, she began to open her eyes. A man sat across from her, drenched in an otherworldly blue glow. He wore robes that were even more battered and worn than he was. Neatly parted white hair and a trimmed white beard was the only thing that indicated he cared about his appearance. A warm smile adorned his face, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief.
He was also transparent.
Catra screamed and jumped up, hitting her head on the top bunk. She stumbled out of the bed rubbing the newly forming bruise.

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Vader's Last Apprentice: A New Path - Chapter Two
by Browncoat_Valentine_335