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"So much for the power of friendship," Catra mocked and turned off the com-pad. Glimmer felt Entrapta's words pound through her head like nails.
I love it here.
Entrapta was working willingly with the Horde. Entrapta had hacked the Black Garnet. All that death and destruction because of one of their own. And she loved it?
"Come on, Glimmer. Let's go." Bow put a supportive hand on her shoulder.
"...Glimmer?" She slapped the hand away. With a furious growl, Glimmer charged. She easily dodged Bow - who tried to hold her back, and Scorpia - who tried to block her from reaching Catra. She was so terribly angry. Everything had gone wrong today. The rescue attempt, the kidnapping, Entrapta. Her head was spinning with guilt and betrayal. And over all of it she saw Catra's mocking face, heard Catra's mocking laugh. This was all Catra's fault. If only she could...
But she could, couldn't she?
"I wish you were dead," she snarled as she slammed into the smugly grinning force captain. She had saved just a tiny bit of power. Enough to teleport them away from the rest of the Horde soldiers. Enough to give her a few moments alone with Catra. Enough to...
Enough to kill her.
In her rage, she felt the power build up. It seemingly flowed into her from all directions, a terrible, unstoppable flood. The moment stretched for eternity and at the edge of her vision she thought she saw letters of the kind the first ones used... A message? A code? She was so close to understand it...
In that instance Glimmer knew that there was nothing preventing her from taking care of Catra for good.
"Glimmer!" Bow cried.
Locking eyes with Catra, she smirked and teleported them away. She had the satisfaction of seeing Catra's self assured grin change into uncertainty. It was not the instant poof she was used to. It was like falling in every direction at once. It was like being flushed around by an underwater maelstrom, with nothing to do but hope that it would allow them up for air eventually. Glimmer felt power draining from her, and idly she wondered if this was what dying felt like.
What's happening?
Suddenly, they appeared again. Catra tore herself free and took several steps back. Glimmer watched her fear in tired satisfaction, but at the same time she felt her consciousness slip.
Glimmer had over-drafted her powers many times (to the great concern of her mother), always pushing herself as far as she could, trying to get the small amount of sparkles she had to last as long as possible. But never like this. As she felt a terrible blackness overcome her, she seriously wondered if would ever wake up again.
Catra looked around in panic.
"Where are we?" she cried. Glimmer managed a chuckle.
"Somewhere where you will never hurt anyone again," she mumbled. And everything went black.