Shiro Angst

Shiro Angst Part 1

Lotor and Shiro walked down the immense hallway of the castle towards the storage room. Coran had asked them to get some metal parts from there so he could repair the ship. Though Shiro was a great fighter, he always felt anxious around Lotor, he still didn't have a reason to trust him. Especially after what the Galra did to him while he was kept prisoner. When they tortured him, starved him, and made him fight to the death in the arena...HeHe clenched his metal hand into a fist then relaxed, trying to get rid of the thoughts in in his head.

He and Lotor turned the corner into the storage room, which smelled of dust and metal. It probably hadn't been used in who knows how long. Maybe a hundred Deca-Phoebs.

"What were we looking for again?" Lotor asked looking around at the shelves.

"A vertical stablizer, he said it was in the back."

"Let's split up then."

Shiro went left, while Lotor went right and vanished into the shelves. They were filled with neatly organized Altean machines and spare parts. He rubbed his finger along a tapered gray rod with three prongs at the end, and wiped his hand on his . "So much dust."

He walked over a few more steps and saw what looked like a disc with blue lights running through it. He examined it closley "Is this it?" Shiro mumbled to himself.

"Lotor, I think I found it, but i'll need help bringing it back."

There was no answer. "Lotor?" Shiro asked again.

"Ugh..." Shiro grunted quite irritated with the situation.

He grabbed the disc from the shelf, and headed to the other side of the storage room to find Lotor.

"Lotor where ar-"

Shiro jumped when he heard a loud crash near where Lotor was. He ran over to the other side of the storage room where Lotor was crouched on the floor grasping his head. Shiro bent down and gently shook him. "Lotor?"

"Get off me!" Lotor yelled and flung Shiro behind him, causing the disc to fly out of his hand.He watched Lotor stand up shakily, his eyes a burning red, and his teeth bared.

"What the hell was that for!?" He managed to shout.

His eyes immediately locked on Shiro and he came towards him drawing his sword. Shiro quickly got up and avoided Lotor's first strike. Lotor struck again, creating a gash in Shiro's right side. Shiro cursed under his breath, and activated his hand. He got up and dodged most of Lotor's attacks, but even so, Shiro was mess. It's like he was in the arena again, fighting for his life. Lotor grabbed Shiro's arm and flung him into the shelf, and when it fell it crushed his Galra arm deactivating it. What was really bad was that Shiro's regular arm was vulnerable.

Lotor raised his sword one more time, while standing on Shiro's hand.

"Lotor, you don't have to do this. I can help you."Shiro said in the calmest voice he could register. He had to admit he was scared. Not just scared, but afraid for his life and... the other paladins. A thought suddenly occured to him. What if Lotor attacked the other paladins? His thoughts were interrupted by Lotor who was getting ready to...

"I was never on your side!"Lotor suddenly slammed the blade down on Shiro's arm.

He let out a horrifying scream as the sword slowly cut through flesh and bone. Lotor let out a menacing laugh and pressed the blade down with even more force. Shiro felt as if he couldn't breathe, the pain was too immense. Blood from his arm pooled on the ground, staining his clothes.

"If I ever see your face again, I'll kill you." Lotor walked away leaving Shiro to himself in the storage room.

He started to lose consciousness, and his vision was blurry. The last thing he saw was Lotor walking away with the bloody sword still in his hand, then everything went black.