Chapter 2

Branches and vines lay awkwardly against the metallic spacecraft. It was much bigger then Adora had imagined it to be, roughly the size of a small house. Swift Wind had been right, wires and tubes planted themselves into the rich soil of the forest. however, they didn't seem to affect the plants much at all. Adora shot Glimmer a warning look as they eased their way inside.

The interior of the ship was dark, all except a few buttons. Adora noticed a door farther away and told Glimmer to keep watch for anyone following them. In the next room, the walls were lined with test tubes and vitrines, glowing with green liquid and... 

Adora stopped dead in her tracks as the buzz of machines streamed from behind her. it reminded her of the Fight Zone, which was usually a bad sign.

a large computer in the center of the room began to screech, followed by panicked curses. "Shit! I always mess this up!" 

Adora recognized the voice immediately, Catra.

Glimmer must-have heard it too and was now at Adora's side.

"Catra, we know you're here! Show yourself." Glimmer boomed.

"Relax Princess, I'm only here for the good of my troops."

"You mean your army of malicious war- criminals?"

"Jeez, the Magicats aren't that bad are they?"

"You're with the Magicats?" Adora questioned.

"They're the only ones fighting these Horde mutants fresh out of the tanks, you're fighting our leftovers," Catra smirked nonchalantly. 

"That's what the tanks are for? Breeding more of these things to fight us!" Glimmer pouted.

"They're all hooked up to this computer, but whenever I try to break it, nothing happens." Catra shrugged. 

Adora swung at the screen with her sword, leaving a sizable dent. As soon as she set her sword down, the screen was completely unharmed. "The hell-"

"I've been trying for hours, and nothing." Catra rubbed a large bruise on her shoulder.

Glimmer looked around, shuttering at the sight. "What do you think we should do? Hacking at the power source, she sent an icy glare to Catra- "is an obvious waste of our time."

Adora nodded. "We could try and tear those pipes out of the ground, but-"

"What if we just blew it up?" Catra suggested. "That way, we can kill off the remaining troops and have time before they can show up again."

Glimmer and Adora looked at each other for a moment, before Glimmer broke the silence. "The Brightmoon palace would make a fair shelter for everyone. Catra can plant the explosives and we'll wait off the blast."

Adora snuck a glance at Catra, noticing marching from outside. Before she could say anything, Glimmer gripped her arm.

"I want this ship destroyed this time tomorrow."

Author's note: sorry this chapter is so short, I promise the next one will be longer. I am so excited for Season 4!