Voltron AU x Reader

The Beginning

  I was sitting against the hard, gray, wall with glowing purple luminescent lights, on the cold floor, reminiscing old memories. But I'll probably never make it out of this ship, that I have already come face to face with that reality, and unfortunately I doubt there's anything I could do about it.
 
 I was pulled out of my thoughts when the door opened. I wonder what they want with me this time? There's no point in fighting them; I have nowhere to run to.

  The guard puts the cuffs back on me and leads me to the fighting ring. Before I even enter I can hear the chants saying 'The Reaper' and 'The Campion'.

   The guard also informs me that I'll be fighting 'The Champion'. Aw fiddlesticks. He hands me my usual weapon, a double-bladed scythe. Which is why some call me 'The Reaper' by the way. I hate this weapon though. It's killed so many.

  All because of me.

  People without a title usually use some weird hammer-knife-thingamajig. I'm not sure why I and 'The Champion' have different ones.
 
  The battles supposed to start any minute now. I hold my scythe diagonally from my chest and my legs spread out evenly. My fighting stance. I've learned very little of how to fight back on Earth by my step-dad however I forgot pretty much all of it so I just learned from other fighters.. my step-dad... I remember the painful things he inflicted upon me. I can feel my anger build up within me. I will myself to push my anger down. I'm fighting 'The Champion' this time, I must be careful and strategic.

  But wait...where is 'The Champion'?

  Right then the alarms ring. Then those who were watching get up and leave while majorly being disappointed that their show of bloodshed was disrupted, but rush to get to where they're supposed to be. 

  I realized that I was going to be stuck in this gladiator ring until their fight was over so I just sat down. I kept my guard up though just in case. Who knows what these sinister beings might do?

  I suddenly hear banging against the door from which I entered. When it blasted open I saw a few people wearing weird suits and I think they're human too! I can tell by their body shapes but I can't see their faces due to their helmets. But I'm confused whether they're here to kill us or rescue us; so I hold my fighting stance and put my guard up, ready to protect myself.

  "Wait, please drop your weapon!" the one in black and white armor says as he puts his hand up "We are here to rescue you". He sounds familiar but I sigh in relief as I relax a bit.

  "Although I should keep my weapon since we'll probably have to fight."

  "Right."

---------------------time skip------------------
 

  We all escaped.

  Their ship is ... HUMONGOUS. Like nothing I've ever seen! They put some of the gladiators they rescued into these things called "Healing Pods". It's quite amazing. It basically fastens the body's healing process. In my head, I ramble about everything my brain can latch on to with this knowledge and all the previous knowledge that I somehow had about medical things. I dont remeber anyone telling me this...strange. But that's for another time I suppose.They tell me that I should be one as well, but I tell them that I am unscathed and that others need it more than I do. But then the pretty, strange-looking one protests.

  "Yes, however you've clearly been starved and are very tired. Please"

  Ok, there just isn't a way to say no to that. So I wind up going in.
 
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  I woke up to falling and the feeling of someone catching me.

  "Huh?" I called out sleepily.

  I looked up to see..."THE CHAMPION?!" I shoved him away and fell backward.

  "Again? What do you mean by 'The Champion'?" the tiniest one said.

  "I was meant to fight him today in the gladiator ring but he never came."

  "Gladiator ring?"

  "You don't remember?"

  "I don't remember much of anything"

  "Oh..sorry to hear that. Well, I guess it's not that bad..the Gladiator ring is scary.."

  "It's fine"

---------------------time skip---------------

  Eventually, they were all trying to convince me to join them. I'm not sure why; what use would I be to them? I'd hate to go back to fighting after all that. But Allura was the one to introduce me to their cause, about their battle with Zarkon, and his tyranny for 10,000 years, who also turned out to be the man that lead the species that captured me, and she told me about the destruction of Altea, her home planet, and about Voltron and with that she got to her point.

  "[Y/N], we still need one more Paladin to lead another lion of Voltron"

  'oh boy' I thought to myself.

  "It's the White Lion and I believe you may have a chance to pilot it, I have already tried, however, I was not able to succeed but perhaps you will" her proper personality seemed to drop slightly when she said that. Maybe she just wanted to pilot it but couldn't.

  Anyways I had retorted, "But I..I don't even know how to fly anything!".

  The one name Lance spoke up saying, "Hunk didn't know how to fly; he does just fine."

  'Not helping me here Lance'.

  Hunk nervously said hi and waved his hand a bit and I waved back at him with a small smile.

  I returned my gaze to Allura, took a deep breath in and exhaled as I spoke the words that may or may not lead to my demise.

  "Alright, fine.. I'll give it a shot then"

  A smile slowly crawled onto my face and everyone else as well. With the new excitement taking over my body, it's making it hard to not try and calm myself down by counting my steps, rubbing erasers, or any weird comfort mechanisms that I have. 

  And this is just the beginning.

  Maybe now I can recreate, and make better memories.

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