“Season
1: Promise”
Hordak sat on his throne,
staring off into space. Hordak looked over as his imp companion arrived.
“What do you have for me,
my little spy?”
His imp crawled up on the
left arm rest of the throne. The imp opened his mouth and a recording of
Entrapta’s voice came through.
“Catra,
I’ve made great strides in analyzing the data from the First Ones data crystal.
Look.”
‘Fascinating,’
Lord Hordak thought. He didn’t think that Entrapta, a new princess who had
taken residence in the Fright Zone could be of much use at first. At first
glance, she appeared to be an eccentric troublemaker, eager to play with any
tool that was placed in front of her.
Hordak listened to the
conversations further and he thought… ‘Perhaps
this Dryl princess will be of great use to me and to the Horde.’
Entrapta seemed to be the
only one to understand the functions of the First Ones tech they had recovered
from the winter wasteland. Having come from another world, Hordak desired to possess
the most advanced technology on Etheria…and use it to potentially conjure other
universes.
“Where
did this come from?” Catra’s voice asked from the recording.
“Oh,
you know, here and there, rooms,” came Entrapta’s reply.
“Where
there people in these rooms?”
“Well,
not when I went back to take the stuff.”
“You
belong here with us.”
“So
the data…”
Hordak heard Entrapta
squeal with delight as the crystal was inserted into the computer.
“Look
at these readings. Incredible. This seems to confirm my theories about the
techno-organic nature of First Ones machinery, resulting in thaumatrological
compatibility between magic and science!”
So Entrapta figured out
that First Ones tech was infused with technology and their magic, being partly
mechanical, and partly alive in their own way. With both magic and technology
on the Horde’s side, it would give his army an advantage over the magic wielding
rebels.
Catra’s voice was heard
again, after Hordak tuned out the interactions between Catra, Entrapta, and
Scorpia.
“Yes,
or no, did that crystal give you enough data to integrate our weapons?”
Catra was a foolish girl.
What Hordak had in mind involved more than just weapons. It involved inter
dimensional travel, advanced use of magic, perhaps fiddling with time and space
itself. No one else could comprehend his grand plans.
“Weapons?
Ha! This is so much bigger than weapons! This could change everything. Etheria’s
not just a planet. Whatever the First Ones did to it, they went deep”
‘Well, it seems like
Entrapta got rudimentary basics in her head.’
Catra spoke again, “And what does that mean?”
“You’re
asking me about my theories? I’ve waited years for someone to ask me about my
theories! Hang on, I made a model.”
Entrapta sounded like an
excited child who completed their first science project for class.
“Behold, Etheria. The First Ones didn’t just
settle on the surface of Etheria. Their technology runs throughout the planet’s
core. This whole planet, it’s all First Ones’ tech.”
“And what are those supposed to be?”
“Rune stones. From the data I’ve managed to
extract, they regulate the planet through the princesses. They’re directly
connected to each other and to the planet’s power grid in a delicate balance.”
“Which means?”
“Which means they’re our best access point to
hack the planet.”
Hordak tried not to scoff
at their pathetic attempts to rule Etheria.
“Hack the planet?”
“Hypothetically. But it’s not so simple.
There’s only a handful of Runestones in the whole world.”
Hordak tuned out their
conversations until they got to more important details. Catra spoke first.
“Okay calm down. What exactly are you planning
on doing to the Black Garnet?”
“If we hack the Runestone grid, we could boost
the Garnet’s power and use it for…well anything. As a power source. As …”
“A weapon?”
“Potentially. But if it’s like my other
experiments, the results will be explosive.”
Scorpia’s voice was
heard.
“I don’t think Shadow Weaver will like that.”
Catra spoke again.
“Scorpia’s right. Shadow Weaver won’t like it.
So I will absolutely get you the Black Garnet. Leave it to me.”
So Catra and Entrapta
were planning on merging First Ones tech with the Black Garnet…magic and
science together. It was an ingenious plan.
Catra: “Alright, hurry it
up. Those machines aren’t going to hook up themselves.”
Shadow Weaver: “They won’t
be hooked up at all.”
Scorpia: “Shadow Weaver.
We just…uh…”
Shadow Weaver (to Catra):
“Silence! Did you really think you could invade my inner sanctum without me
noticing? I never thought you were so bold as to openly rebel, but it’ll be my
pleasure to put you back in your place.”
Catra: “Oh Shadow Weaver,
I can do whatever I want with this hunk of rock.”
Shadow Weaver: (chuckles)
“Absurd. By whose authority?”
Hordak: “By mine.”
Hordak appears on the
overhead screens. Catra, Entrapta and Scorpia bow.
Shadow Weaver: “Lord
Hordak, I don’t understand.”
Hordak: “Catra and
Entrapta have been working on a way to meld this strange First Ones tech with
our machines, to weaponize it. I found out and was intrigued. I gave Force
Captain Catra and her team my blessing to go ahead. So, understand, Shadow
Weaver, I’m displeased with your interruption.”
Shadow Weaver: “My Lord,
you’re really going to let this…this princess tinker with my Runestone?”
Entrapta cowers in fear.
Hordak: “Her tinkering
has boosted the firepower of every weapon she’s touched. So yes, she gets to
tinker with whatever she wants, including the Black Garnet, which is mine to
give or take as I see fit.”
Shadow Weaver: “You can’t.
You can’t do this! I alone have learned how to draw power from it, a feat no
sorceress has done before. I have unlocked its potential!”
Hordak: “And you wasted
it on parlor tricks. Force Captain Catra, proceed. The Garnet is yours.”
Catra: “Yes, Lord Hordak.”
Shadow Weaver: No!”
Destroys the screens with
her magic.
“Season 1: The Battle of Bright Moon”
Scorpia, Catra, and
Entrapta walk over to Hordak.
Hordak: “Force Captain,
it seems your experiment has failed.”
Entrapta: “On the
contrary, the experiment was a huge success. I know more about First Ones tech
than ever. This is just the beginning.”
Catra: “I got us closer
to conquering Bright Moon than anyone ever has. Not to mention the Whispering
Woods is still in ruins. Etheria is ours for the taking.”
Hordak: “Very well, Force
Captain Catra. You will have other chances to prove your worth to me as my
second in command.”
“Season 2: The Frozen Forest”
Catra: “With the woods
frozen, princesses distracted by bots, we’ve been able to gain significant
ground.”
Hordak: “You have not
disappointed me, Force Captain. Clearly I was wise to promote you.”
Entrapta: “I’m just gonna
borrow this.”
(Entrapta hops behind
Hordak’s throne, holding a wrench in her hair, a metal face barrier on)
(Entrapta observes the
wrench)
Entrapta: “Oh, what is
that?”
Catra: “Uh yes. We’ve
kept the princesses distracted, but we could be doing more. We should be
working to take them out, once and for all. Isn’t that right, Entrapta?
Entrapta!”
(Entrapta turns and
removes the metal mask)
Entrapta: “Oh right.”
(Entrapta claps her
purple hair hands and a larger bot enters the scene)
Entrapta: “May I
introduce, Emily’s Kid Sister. EKS for short. With First One’s tech at its
core, this little beauty has enough power to rival a princess.”
(Entrapta uses a thin
black device to shot a green blast at the robot’s metal leg, which regenerates)
Hordak: “Impressive
indeed. And you can make more of these?”
Entrapta: “Yes! I mean
no. I mean, I could. But I only had enough First One’s tech to make four.”
Catra: “But I know where
we can get more.”
“Season 2: Signals”
(Entrapta works on a
round device on a table. The table wobbles).
Entrapta: “Hmm.”
(goes back to work)
(table moves again)
(Entrapta stops, and goes
under the table, noticing a loose black screw)
Entrapta: “Emily, hand me
a six-sided hex driver.”
(Robot scurries around,
throwing things in the search. Emily beeps and shakes her metal head)
Entrapta: (groans)
“You’re right Emily, how can we possibly work like this?” (falls back onto the
table in frustration)
(Entrapta shouts and
falls through a hole from a pipe).
Entrapta: “Hi.”
Catra: “You’re not a
prisoner anymore. You don’t have to sneak around.”
Entrapta: “The ducts are
faster. I don’t have time to waste. I need a six-sided hex driver right now.”
Catra: “I’m the one who
doesn’t have time to waste. Aren’t you some kind of genius? Make do with what
you have.”
Entrapta: “Of course I
could, but it’s the principle. Use the proper tool for the job. If you can’t
help me, it’s fine. I saw one in Hordak’s lab.”
(Catra hisses and lunges
toward her)
Catra: “I know you’re new
to the Fright Zone, and possibly to being around people in general, but Hordak
isn’t somebody to mess with. Under no circumstances will you go anywhere near
Hordak’s sanctum.”
Entrapta: “Ooh. He calls
his lab a sanctum. Oh, this is so classy!”
Catra: “Focus! I need you
to promise that you will stay away from Hordak. Promise!”
Entrapta: “Okay, okay! I
promise.”
(Entrapta goes back up)
(Entrapta speaks into a
recorder, tapping her gloved hands on her robot)
Entrapta: “Ethical
dilemma number, uh… sixty three. I told Catra I wouldn’t go into Hordak’s lab.
But if she never finds out, does it count? I could just pop in, grab the tool
and pop out. No one would ever know. But I would know. I shouldn’t do it. Or should
I? No, I shouldn’t.”
(Entrapta sneaks in)
Entrapta: “A six-sided
hex driver.”
(Entrapta reaches for the
tool and then notices the green electricity)
Entrapta: “This is
amazing.”
(Light goes out)
Entrapta: “Oh.”
(Ducks from Hordak’s hand
swiping the table, covering her mouth. Hordak leaves)
Entrapta: “Well, there’s
no reason to get huffy just because an experiment failed. Failure is a vital
part of all scientific endeavor.”
(Pats Emily on the head
and grabs the hex driver)
Entrapta: “What if I
given up on you after the first explosion? Or the 50th? I know. I
should leave, but I have to stay. For science.”
(Entrapta unplugs a dark
cord from the metal pillar and connects green cords together. Blue sparks
spread from the cords. Entrapta grabs the hex driver.)
Entrapta: “Hello. You’re
blocking my light. If you could just step aside…”
Hordak: “Get out!”
Entrapta: “Well, just a
sec. I’m almost finished. All done, okay bye.”
(Emily pushes Entrapta
out of the room)
Hordak: “There will be
dire consequences for this flagrant breach of conduct.”
Entrapta: “You were using
uninsulated cables. I, uh, replaced them for you. Try it again. It should hold
the charge now.”
Hordak: “Hmm. Huh?”
(Green electricity comes
on in a sphere)
Hordak: “She was right.”
Entrapta: “Of course I
was right.”
(Entrapta appears beside
Hordak.)
(Hordak’s imp takes the
hex driver from Entrapta’s hand)
Entrapta: “It’s
beautiful. It’s a power source, isn’t it? What are you building that needs so
much power?”
(Entrapta looks at a
screen)
Entrapta (gasps): “I
recognize these formulas! You’re experimenting with portals? But that’s…I mean,
I’m familiar with the concept, but multi-dimensional gates are theoretical. No
one’s come close to actually achieving one. Right?”
Hordak: “Obviously
someone from a backwater planet such as yours couldn’t possibly comprehend it.”
Entrapta: “Hey. All
right. I’m the one who got your power source working, so tell me everything.”
Hordak: “Portals aren’t
theoretical, they’re real. And I’m going to open one.”
Entrapta: “You are? Ah!
Can I help you? Just think of the possibilities! You could transport troops,
and weapons, whatever you need, from one side of the planet to the other!”
Hordak: “You think too
small. Unsurprising. You can’t begin to understand the potential a device of
this nature will possess.”
Entrapta: “Wait! If
Etheria is a backwater planet, does that mean that there are others?”
Hordak: “Of course there
are. There ae countless galaxies filled with countless other worlds. Etheria is
the only planet I’ve ever encountered that does not seem to understand that.”
Entrapta: “Other planets?
And you’ve been there?”
(Hordak grins)
(Entrapta fixes another
green cable)
Entrapta: “This is
probably the max with what you’ve got to work with here. If we had some First One’s
tech, we could generate even more voltage.”
Catra: “I’m sorry, Lord
Hordak! Entrapta is new. I promise she will never bother you again.”
Hordak: “You are the one
bothering me, Force Captain, with your unwelcome intrusion. I am working, with
Entrapta’s assistance.”
Entrapta: “Did you hear
that, Emily? I’ve never had a lab partner before.”
“Season 2: Light Spinner”
(Electricity goes dark)
Entrapta: “Oh hi Catra.
What are you doing here?”
Catra: “I’m a Force
Captain. What are you doing here?”
Entrapta: “I’ve been
integrating the First Ones’ tech we got from the Northern Reach into Hordak’s
portal mainframe. But it maybe, slightly, completely overloaded the Fright Zone
energy grid. We’re gonna have to redesign that.”
Hordak: “What Entrapta is
doing does not concern you, Force Captain.”
(Entrapta looks at Hordak
and Catra, wondering why they looked tense).
Entrapta: “Oh. Were you
having a meeting? Sorry, again. I guess I should be going.” (lifts herself up
using her hair)
Hordak: “No, you stay.”
(Entrapta hops down)
Hordak to Catra: “You
have two days to extract whatever information you can from your prisoner. Then
you will banish her to Beast Island.”
Catra: “But…”
Hordak: “Do you
understand? Or do I have to make myself understood?”
Catra: “No, Lord Hordak.
I understand.”
Hordak: “Good.
Dismissed.”
Entrapta: “We should be
able to initiate our first test of the portal machine as soon as I rebuild the
electrical grid.” (Entrapta sits on the arm of the throne as Hordak sits.)
Season 3 (Spoilers)
Hordak is momentarily entranced by Entrapta's beauty and words
“Season 3: The Price of Power”
Hordak works on his metal
arm and reaches for the six sided hex driver. He clutches his side in pain.
Entrapta pops out of the pipe, upside down.
Entrapta: “Hordak, great.
I’ve got a lot to cover with you today.”
Enrapta hops down and
shows Hordak four screens with data on them, holding the devices with her hair.
Entrapta: “I’ve
integrated the First Ones tech from the Northern Reach, to our portal machine,
but we’re still missing something. Luckily, I just picked up a signal. It’s
some sort of First Ones message.”
Entrapta shows a screen
with the symbol neon First Ones writing.
Entrapta: “I don’t know
what these other words are, but this one’s easy. It means ‘portal.’ It could be
the missing something we’re looking for.”
Entrapta looks around.
Entrapta: “Where’s Catra?
We should send her out ASAP.”
Hordak: “Catra is no
longer a concern of yours. She’s being sent to Beast Island.”
Entrapta: “I’m confused.”
Entrapta runs in front of
Hordak.
Entrapta: “As you can
see, the overall productivity of the Horde has increased by 400 percent, since
Catra has been your second in command. And look at this chart. The evidence
shows that First Ones tech has gotten us closer than ever to creating a working
portal. Catra has been incredibly successful at getting new tech for us. And
this latest signal is coming from here. The Crimson Waste.”
Entrapta pulls out a map.
Entrapta: “We don’t have
a moment to spare. We need Catra.”
Hordak swipes the map
from Entrapta’s hands.
Hordak: “It is
meaningless. I’m not going to squander troops on a lifeless wasteland. This
discussion is over.”
Entrapta sighs, lowered
her head, the mask falling back on, and lifts herself out of the room back
through the pipe.
Catra is brought out,
handcuffed between two guards to Hordak. Scorpia and the others stand at
attention to the side.
Hordak: “I want you all
to watch and learn. There is nothing I do not know. Nothing I am not willing to
do to punish those who betray my trust. Your former Force Captain has proven to
be compromised, ineffective, and worthless. To the rest of you, take a lesson
from this. This is what happens to failures.”
Catra: “You’re the
failure.”
Everyone gasps.
Catra laughs.
Catra: “You need me, just
like you needed Shadow Weaver, because you have no idea how to run this place.
All you know how to do is hide in your lab. Maybe that’s why you can’t defeat a
group of teenagers.”
Scorpia (gasps) “Catra.”
Hordak growls but then
stops and has a plan.
Hordak: “Save your little
speech. There has been a change of plan.”
Entrapta’s hair curls around
Catra’s face.
Entrapta: “Hi Catra. I
saved your life. You’re welcome.”
Entrapta does a peace
sign, pats Catra on the head with her hair, and then moves to stand beside
Hordak.
Catra: “I don’t
understand.”
Hordak: “Entrapta has
interceded on your behalf. You should be thanking her. Instead of the many
punishments I intended, you are being sent to retrieve the First Ones tech for
us. In the Crimson Waste.”
Catra: “The Crimson
Waste? It’s a total dead zone. Nothing survives out there.”
Hordak: (laughs)
“Exactly.”
Catra gasps.
“Season 3: Huntara”
Entrapta and Hordak stand
in front of an unfinished portal.
Entrapta: “Day 135, this
could finally be it. Initiating first test. Here we go. Aha!”
Entrapta presses a
button. A sphere of energy forms from the metal tower. Electricity carries
several long metal pieces in a circle, moving faster. The pieces stop and are
put together like large puzzle pieces. A green portal forms through the
circular opening. Entrapta and Hordak smile. Entrapta then suddenly gasps as the
device gets unstable.
Entrapta: “Something’s
wrong. I’m turning it off.”
Hordak: “No, you fool.
It’ll blow.”
Entrapta runs to the
portal and Hordak grabs her hand and pulls her back. The device explodes in a
flash of light. Hordak and Entrapta are on the ground among the rubble and
fizzles of lightning. A wire comes loose from Hordak’s left metal hand and he
grunts in frustration.
Entrapta stands up.
Entrapta stands up.
Entrapta: “This doesn’t
make any sense. It should work. The machine didn’t have enough power, so we added
First Ones tech. Then it was blowing out the power grid, so we rerouted it. Now
it’s powered, it’s functioning, but it won’t activate a portal. It’s like
there’s a key. Maybe when Catra brings that tech back from the Crimson Waste…”
Hordak: (laughs) “Catra
is never coming back from that fool’s errand. The machine is a failure. We’re
done here. Get out.”
Entrapta: “That was just
our first test. If we try…”
Hordak: “I said, we’re
done.”
Hordak’s imp pulls
Entrapta out of the room by her hair. Entrapta looks back, concerned, before
the door closes.
Entrapta: “I know Hordak
told me to go away, but I have some ideas for the portal machine. Emily will
you cut that…(shouts)”
Emily, the robot pushes
her against a glass vial, glowing green. Entrapta looks and sees an unborn blue
creature with bat wings, connected by wires in the water.
Entrapta: “Curious.”
Entrapta spots Hordak
having his armor removed from the overhead machines. A small hole in his blue
and white arm is revealed. Several other holes surrounded by metal are also on
Hordak’s body.
Entrapta: “Okay, Emily,
you might have a point. Quietly, quietly…”
Entrapta steps on a wire,
which break apart, causing metal to clang to the ground loudly. One big hunk of
metal crashes against the ground, catching Hordak’s attention.
Entrapta: “Hi.”
Hordak: “Get out. Get out
right…”
Hordak groans and passes
out, Entrapta running frantically toward him.
Hordak wakes up with a
gasp, a blue blanket around him.
Entrapta: “Ta-da! I made
you soup. Soup always makes me feel better.”
Entrapta places a tray
with an array of small bowls in front of him. She holds out spoons toward
Hordak in her hair, Hordak cringing away from all eight of them. Hordak yells
in anger.
Entrapta places soup for
Hordak’s imp, who sniffs then pinches his nose in disgust.
Entrapta: “Okay, I know
one big soup bowl is probably better, but they’re so cute.”
Hordak: “I am not
discussing this.”
Hordak gets up on shaky
legs, then collapses. Entrapta catches him in her hair and holds him up.
Entrapta: “Your armor,
it’s holding you together.”
Hordak: “It is none of
your concern.”
Entrapta runs in front of
him.
Entrapta: “You’re from
another planet. That thing in the vitrine looks like you. You’ve got tech
compensating for your body.”
Entrapta slowly moves
Hordak against the glass vitrine.
Entrapta: “As a
scientist, I’m not going to stop, until I figure out what’s going on. Now, tell
me everything.”
Hordak: “You wanna know
what I am? I am a clone.”
Behind him, more vitrines
with the creatures are revealed, glowing eerily in the dark.
Hordak: “A clone of the
Emperor of the Known Universe, Horde Prime. Horde Prime cloned himself,
building an army to conquer all he saw. Planets, worlds, galaxies fell before
us. I was his top general. But there was a defect in my cloning, and defects
are worthless to Prime. I was sent to die on the front lines. But during
battle, a portal opened and sent me crashing to Etheria. Stranding me here.
With nothing but a broken ship, I built an empire. When my portal opens, I
shall bring forth my brother’s armies, to crush the Rebellion. And Horde Prime
will see that he was wrong. I am not a defect. I am worth something.”
Hordak punches the
vitrine.
Hordak: “But my portal
machine does not work. I haven’t conquered the planet. I could not even clone a
new body for myself. Perhaps…perhaps Prime was right. I am a failure.”
Entrapta rummages through
draws, throwing tools and parts everywhere.
Entrapta: “Oh, no, no,
no. I’m listening. I heard you. I’ve got an idea, but I need my tools. Be right
back.”
Entrapta leaves by
lifting herself with her hair.
Entrapta looks at a
lighter from her tool.
Entrapta: “Ooh, this is
gonna be so much fun.”
Hordak: “I do not need
your help in this.”
Entrapta: “Everybody
needs help sometimes. And you shouldn’t be upset that you’re not perfect. Take
Emily. Her programming is glitch, the left leg sticks and she’s loud. Emily’s
got quirks, but that’s why I like her. Imperfection is what makes scientific
experimentation possible. Imperfection is beautiful. At least to me.”
Hordak stares,
temporarily entranced by Entrapta, as light floods around her head and sparks
fly in the background. He is grabbed by Entrapta’s hair.
Entrapta: “Stand here.
And you’re really way too obsessed with this whole failure thing.”
Entrapta holds his arms
out.
Entrapta: “I mean, I’m a
failure.”
Hordak: “You are not a…”
Entrapta covers his
mouth.
Entrapta: “I don’t fit
in. I became friends with Adora, but she abandoned me. Then I became friends
with Catra, but she didn’t talk to me anymore.”
Entrapta presses a button
and a remote buzzes. The metal arms overhead attach new armor to Hordak.
Entrapta: “But that
doesn’t mean I give up. I scrounged up more pieces of First Ones tech, and I
can’t think of a better use for it than this. Ta-da!”
Hordak stares at his blue
hands and his improved armor and body.
Entrapta: “Your armor is
more of an exoskeleton now. The tech compensating for your organic body. What
does it feel like?”
Hordak: “Powerful.”
(chuckles) Hordak stops and tries to sound professional.
Hordak: “I…I acknowledge
the work you put into this. It is very…technologically sound.”
Imp kicks his foot and
screeches, telling Hordak to speak more warmly.
Hordak: “Uh, no matter
what you say, you are not a failure. Any who discount you are utter fools.”
Entrapta: “Thanks. I like
being friends with you, too.”
Entrapta places her hair
on his shoulder. Hordak stares in disbelief, as he has never had a friend
before.
“Season 3: Moment of Truth”
Hordak tests out his
strength by lifting a large metal column.
Entrapta: “This suit may
be my best work yet. Hordak puts the column down and grins. Then a spark flies
up his hand and he cringes.
Entrapta: “No reason to
get in a tizzy.”
Hordak: “I have never
been in a tizzy.”
Entrapta uses tools to
fix his armor.
Entrapta: “You can’t
expect everything to work perfectly overnight. Like our machine. We still haven’t
figured out the missing piece that’ll let us cut through the planetary interference.
If we try now, the portal might not be stable long enough to get anyone
through.”
Hordak: “We only need to
open a portal for a short time. Long enough to send a signal through to Horde
Prime. Once he receives it, he should have no trouble opening a portal from his
side.”
Entrapta: (sadly) “And
then you’ll have to go with them.”
Entrapa (brightens) “But
there’s still so much data we could collect. What’s the rush? We’ll just keep
working on it until it’s perfect.”
Hordak and Entrapta smile
genuinely at each other, like good friends.
She-Ra’s sword cracks
with electricity and creates the energy needed for the portal.
Hordak (grins) “Oh…she
did it.”
Catra: “The princesses
are here. There’s no time. We need to open the portal.”
Hordak: “Where’s
Entrapta? I need her.”
(Catra had stunned
Entrapta with a weapon and ordered her to be sent to Beast Island)
Catra grins sinisterly.
Catra: “Who do you think
let the princesses in?”
Hordak gasps then bangs
his fist against a button.
Hordak: “But she…she
wouldn’t.”
Catra laughs.
Catra: “Did you really
think she was on our side? Oh, you can’t trust anyone, especially a princess.
They’ll just use you to get what they want. Open the portal and let’s end this.”
Entrapta works and bonds
with Hordak, as she fixes his armor. She describes the portal and serves pieces
of metal as food to Adora and her friends. Entrapta goes to tell Hordak to not
open the portal and said he would understand. Catra demands for the portal to
be opened to enact revenge against Adora. Catra electrocutes her from behind and
orders her minion to take her to Beast Island. Catrs later lies to Hordak that
Entrapta let the princesses into the Fright Zone, Hordak hurt by this.
“Season 3: The Price of Power”
“Season 3: Huntara”
“Season 3: Once Upon a Time in the
Waste”
“Season 3: Moment of Truth”
“Season 3: Remember”
“Season 3: The Portal”
Robots pour water from a
teapot into cups.
Entrapta: “This is
fascinating. I’ve never had non-robots visit me. Usually it’s just me and all
my friends.” Entrapta slurps from her drink.
Adora: “Friends?”
Entrapta: “Aren’t they
amazing? And if they break, I can just make new friends.” (laughs) “Tiny
snacks?”
Adora, Bow, and Glimmer
shake their heads as a robot presents them with gears and screws on a platter.
Green spices are sprinkled on.
Entrapta: “Oh, sorry
about that. They’re still getting the hang of people food. Unless this is what
you eat. I have so many questions. Tell me everything.”
Adora: “Entrapta, I know
what I’m about to say sound crazy…”
Entrapta: “Is this about
the unstable portal slowly consuming and warping our reality?”
Adora: “You’re not gonna
believe…What did you just say?”
Entrapta: “Oh I figured
it out a while ago. An unstable portal is the only thing that would account for
all the anomalies I’ve been picking up in my research. The portal exists
somewhere in our world, and as long as it’s still open, it’s gonna keep destabilizing
reality, making things disappear faster and faster, until, bam, there’s nothing
left.” (laughs) “Which is a bad thing.”
Adora; “How do we stop
it?”
Entrapta: “Portals are
gateways, wormholes that connect one area of space to another. The only way to
turn it off is from the inside. But whoever shuts the portal down can’t leave. They’ll
be trapped between realities, possibly forever. Oh, imagine the data they could
collect.”
Glimmer: “Wait, so
whoever turns it off will be trapped inside it forever?”
Entrapta: “Exactly.”
Adora: “There must be
another way. Try to remember, Entrapta, when you and Hordak built the Portal
Machine.”
Entrapta: “Remember. I
remember. I had a lab partner, Hordak. Mm…we were friends, and then Catra…Oh. I
remember everything now. I’m not really here.” (gasps) The portal starts
destroying the surroundings.
Adora: “No, no, this can’t
be happening already. We should have more time.”
Entrapta: “There is no
more time. It all makes sense now. It’s your sword. That portal is centered on
you. It’s following you.”
Adora: “What? No!”
Entrapta: “You need to
remove the sword from the inside. It’s powering the portal. As soon as it’s
gone, everything will be right again. It was nice being friends with you.”
Entrapta disappears.
Adora: “Entrapta!”
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