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Catra woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of violence. Growing up in the fright zone she was used to it. She didn’t have her headpiece on, and she was only wearing her underclothes when she made it to the room Himiko was in.
Then she saw it- With one stab, she look a man’s life.
You killed him.
Even after the man was clearly dead, Himiko climbed on the body and stabbed him over and over again. There were soft squishing noises. Blood dripped from her, the blade, and splashed on the floor. There was more and more blood with each successive stab.
You killed him. You killed him. You killed him.
A soundless voice whispered in Catra’s brain over and over. Every time she heard the voice, she could feel it all over again, the dull, heavy, squiggish sensation that was Himiko stabbing, as if she was the one being stabbed. Catra was a mean girl, and suddenly she realized the people she was staying with were much meaner. You. You. You. You. Killed. Entraptra.
And she had to play the villain better this time. She couldn’t let anybody see through her act. not like double trouble had. Her ears flicked back.
“Jeez, what did that guy do to piss you off?”
