Here you are. Another day sulking in the depths of a dungeon. Guards harassing you and laughing at you. Lotor constantly flirting with you.
"Y/N, darling-"
"The fuck is wrong with you?" You angrily shout, "You must be out of your mind, thinking THIS would sell it." You clench your fists, tugging at the rustic chains holding you against the wall.
But something grabs your attention. Making you take your angry eyes off of Lotor's gaze. You hear screaming and fighting. Guns and what seems to be...beyards? You look down the hall to see a small girl with green armor fighting off soldiers down the halls. Perfect for your escape.
"PALADINS! PLEASE HELP! IM HUMAN AND MEAN NO HARM! PLEASE! TAKE ME WITH YOU! IM A HUMAN WHOS BEEN STUCK HERE FOR...I DONT KNOW HOW LONG! MONTHS, YEARS, DECADES? PLEASE!"
Sure, this wasn't your most powerful moment, but you've been her for a while so any chance of escape would be a blessing.
What follows is a series of silent prayers to no real god, hoping. But they didn't listen. They didn't help. They ignored your plea.
"Bitches." You mouth to yourself through your gritted teeth.
The paladins start to exit. I'm not letting them leave me this time. Not again. I'm not.
"Lotor?" You sweetly smile at him.
"Yes, beautiful?"
He winks at you.
this bitch won't give up, will he? Ugh. I can't believe I'm doing this...
"I-I change my mind. I love you Lotor."
Looking up at him, the words burn my throat like bile. I haven't felt anything close to love for at least 8 years. Though I smile, my eyes reflect something comparible to pure hatred.
He flashes a powerful smile.
"Is that right, darling?"
I swallow hard before centering myself enough to do this cleanly.
He takes a step forward, something that feels almost threatening in its lustful nature.
"Well baby, you're finally deciding to be a good girl for me, aren't you..?"
"Please, let me free so I can come closer--" Lotor finishes unchaining you. You fall to the ground slowly getting up. For the first time in a long time, you smile—genuinely. is this idiot seriously this desperate? Like seriously! Stupid bitch.
"For Kiki" you whisper to yourself as you lightly put your arms around him.
"What was that?" Lotor asked looking at you with concern.
"Oh, nothing baby." You sweetly smile.
"I love when you call me that." He puts his hand on your hips. A mask of innocence, covering your desperation and hatred. You wrap your pale fingers in his hair as you pull in closer. You then whisper in his ear, venom dripping off of every word.
"Vrepit Sa motherfucker."
You quickly grab a lock of thick white hair and tug it out of his head. He whimpers in pain as you start running for the escape pods.
"You little-" Lotor whispers to himself, pulling out his walky-talky "prisoner 42093 is on the loose, heading for the escape pods." He pouts like a child as the guards rush past him.
However, you would have never gone into something this dangerous unprepared. You headed across the building through the air vents. Silently watching as the soldiers began to panic.
"Listen man," one of them huffed, stopping to catch their breath. "I have a family to feed. I can't get fired...I'm not going on another job search."
You fight to contain a laugh. They all slowly exit the room as you bust open the air duct, running for a pod as the galra rush in.
Your pod burst s through the floor as you make your escape. "BYE PURPLE FURRY BITCHES!" Your laugh echos through the pod. "Kiki will be so excited to see me!" You smile as you start to see the silhouette of Voltron in the distance. Heading into a wormhole no less. You latch on to the blue lion, but then you start listening to The intercom. "There's something latched on to blue!" You roll your eyes.
for the defenders of the universe, they come up with crappy names. Really? They were chosen to pilot inter-galactic element controlling death machines powered by the magic Altean energy of true royalty that went extinct 10,000 years ago to battle a demonic alien empire and save the galaxy and that's all they come up with? I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty disappointed.
"Drop off the extra weight." Shiro confidently shouts through the intercom. Did that bitch just call me fat and extra?!?!
The blue lion cuts off the string that binds you and it together but you latch on again. "IT WON'T GIVE UP!" A boy screams through the intercom. "Do you think it works for Zarkon?" The Cuban boy in the blue lion shivered. It all came back to you as your smile widens. Zarkon, Sendak, everyone. They're back in your thoughts. "I called Sendak's fleet furry bitches!" You burst into laughter. "I also gave Lotor a bald spot! Oh man, what a rush!"
You look like you are about to scream with laughter. "IM A BADASS! OH JESUS!" You also realize you're still holding a white lock of hair in your hand "ewwwww!" You drop it on the floor.
At least a part of him is where he belongs. You smirk, stomping on the white waves. Ha! Get ready universe! I'm coming home!
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Fighting A Different War (on hold)
FanfictionYou've been stuck with the Galra since you were ten. Stuck. Trapped. No escape. For years, you've been forced to endure their cruelty, never knowing if you'll ever see your family again. Until one day, you see them. The legendary heroes of the unive...
