Warning : This chapter contains graphic imagery,if you are uncomfortable with these themes,then leave.
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D was wide eyed in shock. The person he had sworn to protect was not kissing him. He was hesitant to kissed back,but did anyway and tried to wrap his arms around her waist,but found he couldn't. He broke the kiss and looked behind him. Both him arms were tied to a tree. "Caya", he shouted. "What are you doing?" Caya looked at her friend with sadness and determination. "I'm going to get my sister back whether you like it or not. I took your communication pad and contacts my dad and the rest of the entire army and told them that Catra had been kidnapped and was being help captive and I was going there to rescue her."

Caya began her trip back to the FrightZone but stopped and turned back to D, "Oh,they'll be coming through here,Dimitri." D was shocked,no one had used his real name since his mother passed. He struggled with the binds but found himself groaning in pain,Caya's voice called out from the somewhere in the tree, "If you do that,you'll either break your hands or at least dislocate them. At the worst,depending on the amount of force,you'll rip the skin right off your hands. Please,just wait until my dad comes."

Dimitri was puzzled,what was he to do? All he could do was sit back and wait. But that wasn't an option. He looked around and found a thick twig,he wrapped his tail around it and placed it in his mouth and bit down on hard as he prepared for the intense shockwaves of pain that would soon ripple through his body. He took a deep breath and began to pull.

He bit down on the twig and was slightly surprised that it hadn't snapped yet,but continued to pull. He kept pulling and his eyes snapped open as tears streamed down his face,and he hadn't even felt the skin break yet. He continued to pull and felt his blood drip down his hands,he pulled even harder until finally,his own blood made the binds slick enough for him to pull out. D spit the stick out and began to scream in pain,he looked down at his hands,it was a gruesome sight,the membranes and bones were clearly visible and the skin and fur were almost completely separated from him hands,if he were lucky,he would at least get stitches.

He bit some clothe from his shirt and carefully wrapped it around his hands,which was a difficult task,but he managed. He slowly stood up and walked in the direction of the FrightZone,but the amount of blood he had lost  made it increasingly difficult for him to stay focused. He soon gave into the tiredness and collapsed.
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Catra laid on in a corner of her cell,covered in blood and gashed. Hordak loved his new toy and didn't want to break it so soon,he allowed her to rest until he needed something to entertain himself. All the rumors about him being ruthless and vile when compared to torture were equal to the weak tales of a sweet innocent school girl now. Catra slightly opens her eyes and looked at the corpse in front of her. At first she thought she made it up,but now that it was in front of her she decided it would be best not to say anything.

She etched every detail of the corpse in her mind but all she could think about was that damned book and her parents. Who could have made such a vile book? Why was it so important? She reopened her eyes and then tried to think back to to the last pleasant time she had with ShadowWeaver.

Flashback

Catra was walking through the halls of her home,she was at least five at this time and she was scared. Bonnie had told her a scary story about how if she didn't do exactly what she said the 'The Beast' would find her and devour her and no one would miss her and she would become Adora's new best friend. Recalling that event made her fall to her knees and cry. She didn't stop crying even when she felt the presence of another standing in front of her. As Catra continued to cry she whispered 'I want ShadowWeaver' and clung to the feet of the person in front of her.

A hand went down and patted her hair,knelt down and held her close to her. "It's okay dear,what happened." Catra looked up and smiled as she became face to face with the always masked ShadowWeaver. "Bonnie told me that if I didn't do what she said and give her my food everyday,a monster would come and get me and eat me,then she told me that no one would miss me." She continued to cry into ShadowWeavers cloak,a sigh came ShadowWeaver as she picked up the small cub and walked back to the sleeping areas. She then called to Bonnie and scolded her about what she had told Catra.

"You do not threaten another and take what is there's through petty stories,now papologies or you will not be given food for the remainder of the week." Bonnie was obviously angered by this and screamed at ShadowWeaver and denied to do this. Frustrated,she gently placed Catra down and grabbed Bonnie's arm and dragged her away. Slightly scared,Catra ran to Adora and crawled under the covers. After a few seconds Bonnie and ShadowWeaver returned,Bonnie was crying and rushed over to Catra and hugged her tightly and apologized over and over again.

"It's okay." Catra patted Bonnie's shoulder and gave her one of her toys that ShadowWeaver made her and told her she could play with it. ShadowWeaver walked over to Catra and Adora and patted both their heads.
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Catra smiled at the memory,there were a few more like this but she opened her eyes and cried at the mangled mess that used to be the closest thing to a mother in all her life. The warms salty tears stung her wounds,she tried to look away from the body but found herself unable to. The body was nearly unidentifiable,her face was completely pealed off,the inside of stomach and intestines we visible and they gave off a horrid stench,her hands were pulled above her head and her chest was split open revealing her heart. She continued to cry but noticed something that made her heart nearly stop,ShadowWeaver's heart was still...beating.