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Fanfic #1: Rainbow
Here's my Day 2 fanfic:
Tattoo
Catra crouched on the edge of the supply chest, looking downward at Adora.
Like she used to on other nights, over the years, back in the Horde, she watched Adora as she slept.
Watched and listened to her soft breathing.
But this was different from the other times in her memory.
This time, she could feel the restless heaviness in the rhythm of the breath, as if Adora lifted an uncomfortable weight with every inhale. And succumbed to a moment of weariness with every exhale.
Catra stared hard at the source of Adora's strain. The darkly glowing heart shape like a stain across her chest. And a painful sorrow gripped her own.
There it was -- the symbol of everything that had pulled Adora away from her and pulled Catra apart.
Adora had taken it willingly, and now it was a part of her.
It hovered rigidly, following every nuanced motion of Adora's ribcage, as if welded there.
Catra had seen it invade Adora's body, mercilessly burning its way through her as she cried out in pain -- as they both cried out -- until finally it seeped into her core and melded with her there.
Now, Adora's course was set. She had made her choice.
And it would destroy her.
Catra was losing her . . . again, . . . but this time for good.
Not for Adora's good, nor for Catra's.
For the good of Etheria.
Catra sighed.
She took one last, long look at the one who had been her . . . life.
The one who had brought her back to life.
Then she frowned with a bitter wave of mournful pain.
Gently, she dropped down to the ground.
And turned away.
Heading toward the tent-flap, she barely paused to pick up her pack before moving on.
Catra hesitated only once, when Melog urged her back with a sad moan.
For one moment, she waited, and let her doubts have their say.
Wasn't it always like this?
All the time that she and Adora had been together, wasn't this part of the thrill?
Knowing that it was all so near to breaking and gloriously crashing down?
Hadn't she expected that this is where it would end?
And if Adora really had a destiny, hadn't she been a willing part of it?
No.
Adora had chosen her destiny, despite Catra, despite anyone.
Catra would choose her own.
"I'm going," she said in her mind. "Come if you want."
Melog looked at Adora once more, then turned to follow.
