Lost and Found

Stolen Property

It was dark, and cold. Where was I? What happened?

I tried to think, but my head was pounding. Why did everywhere hurt so bad?

I tried sitting up, but the spinning in my head made it next to impossible. I did eventualy, but there was no way I was goin to get past sitting up. It all just hurt, way to much. Man, why was I so dizzy? Why did my head hurt so badly, and why was it so dark in here? What was going on? Millions of ranting questions zommed through my head as I struggled to recall what had happened. As I was pondering my shouting thoughts and ideas, my vision started to adjust. The room wasn't completely dark. A small window on a large wall across from where I was sitting was lit with purple light. I seemed to be in a cell, judging by the layout of the room, and how dark and musty the room was. I was sitting on a metal bench attached to a wall, and the whole room seemed to be a light grey metal. I was eerily quiet. Yep, this was definatley some sort of cell. I found myself focused and almost drawn to the strange and eerie purple light coming from the smal window. Purple. That one word drowned out the other thoughts in my head. Purple. Purple.

Wait. Purple? No. Galra!

Suddenly memories of fighting the Galra with Voltron filled my head. 'We failed' I remembered, 'We had to retreat'. I remembered going into a room where they claimed to hold prisoners, two bieng Pidge's family, and then bieng a trap. Then what was I doing here? Oh no, where was the rest of Voltron? Did they make it out alive?

I shot up suddenly, attempting to stand, but the pounding in my head and the pain that struck my whole body forced me to sit back down. I groaned out load. I need to find them. Where are they? Are they hurt? Are they even still alive? I forced myself to forget the last one. They had to be alive, they meant so much to me, I couldn't survive without them. I felt my chest tighten as billions of scenarios and images of everyone in pain or worse filled my head. Please be ok, I muttered quietly just incase a guard or any other Galra was outside or listening. Please, you all have to be ok.

Suddenly, the door to my cell opened, and a tall masculine figure stepped in. I recognized the figure as soon as he stepped inside. His purple skin covered in red armour, and a long cape dragging behind him. Zarkon. His figure loomed above me, tall and masculine. Most of it came from bieng galra, but he was bigger than most of the galra I had seen. I felt small next to him, mostly because I was sitting down. He stared down at me, his glowing purple eyes watched me from where I sat.

"What do you want?" I hissed at him. I was slightly surprised at the way my voice sounded. It was hoarse and quiet, but I still managed to get my point of hating him across. "Ah" He said, obviously ignoring my words. "I see you're awake." I glared up at him with as much anger as I could muster, but it was hard to with the constant pounding in my head. He started to walk over and was soon right in front of me. He grasped my face in his large hand and turned my face side to side. I groaned and closed my eyes in discomfort, it hurt, a lot. "Yes" He muttered,"You will be a fine one indeed. We will have fun with you." He gave a low menacing chuckle. "W-what are you p-planning to do to me?" I growled back at him, but my throat was burning. So much for a tough act.

"Mmm, lots of things" He hummed almost cheerfully. "We will make you a fine soilder" He paused, his violet eyes tortured me as they loomed down at me. "But first, we'll have to do some experiments." Suddenly, as if on cue, four guards came in. They roughly grabbed my arms and hoisted my up into a standing position. I tried to resist, but I was to weak at the moment, so my efforts were useless.

As they dragged my body down the cold metal hall, I saw that the walls were lined with cells. What if one of the other Paladins are in there? I tried to see into any of the other cells, but the windows were to small to gaze into as I passed them by. "You know, a lot of us were surprised by you. We haven't seen anything like you for a very long time." He remarked as the guards threw me into a room with Zarkon and left.

"What do you mean? I'm a human, you've seen plently of my kind." I said,  glaring up at him weakly.

"Oh my boy, it appears you do not know where you came from. Allow me to explain." He knelt down and got very close to my face. You, Keith, are a Galra, or, should I say, a Galra-Human Hybrid. If you remember, I gave you hints when I told you that you fight like a Galran soilder."

"Your friends were forced to retreat, and were unable to obtain you. But little do they know that they will be seeing you sooner than they expect." He grinned down at me from his throne. My eyes narrowed at his words. What was he talking about? The tightening in my chest had reached its max now. "Whatever your planning to make me do, I won't do it. I'd rather die than help you destroy worlds"

He continued to grin down at me, and he almost looked fueled by my words. I stared back up at him, trying to make my point that I would never, not in a million years, help him."Oh no, your not going to help me destroy worlds. Not yet. First, you are going to become my next lethal weapon to destroy Voltron." He motioned towards Haggar, who apparently had been standing beside his throne the whole time. I hadn't even noticed her.

"Haggar and the druids will fix you up. Then, we will make sure you are prepared to start your training to destroy Voltron. Or, should I say, the rest of the Paladins. After all, they can't form Voltron without the red lion can they?" He began laughing, slow and deep at first, but it began to grow louder as the guards, Haggar following close behind, dragged me away.

I stared back at his shrinking figure as I started to panic. No, I thought, I don't want to hurt them. I began to try and break free of the guards' strong grasp, but I was still weak, even with the sudden adrenaline rush I recieved by panic. I kicked and squirmed still as hard as I could, I didn't want this. I wasn't going to go out without a fight, and I was definately not going to hurt any of my friends, which I now considered family.

"NO!" I cried back at him. "YOU CAN'T DO THIS. YOU CAN'T!" He just laughed back at me. "Watch me." He replied as the doors slammed. Then there was darkness, and something hard hit the back of my head.