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Redemption and Destiny	By : alucardsangel1973 Category: +S to Z > Voltron Views: 2221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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I know it took a
while to get chapter 12 up, but I've been insanely busy. Lots of
stuff going on at my place. Anyway, chapter 12 is finally done. A
bit of a deeper look into Kaladan's character, Allura and Lotor
begin to heal the wounds of their past, Haggar continues with the
plan for her most terrible creation, and Leena hears from her
long dead grandfather, Keltor.

Chapter 12: Building
Broken Bridges

The sun began to peer over the
horizon of the mountains facing the castle of Lions. Allura had
long since made it back to her room and tried to sleep with all
that she now faced. She had to be careful of how she acted around
Keith and the others. She could not give any indication that
anything was wrong and that Lotor was in her room the night
before. She rose from her bed and started getting dressed.
Putting on her pink jumpsuit she so often wore, she waited for
Nanny to come and do her hair.

"Princess, you look so
tired. You're not getting enough sleep." Nanny stated.

"I..I've just had a lot
on my mind nanny. Not flying the blue lion has been hard for me
to accept." Allura replied.

"You must let go of this
ridiculous notion that the only way you can protect your people
is up in that mechanical beast. You have to set an example for
your people by being the ruler they need...on the ground. And you
can't do that if you don't get a proper amount of sleep. You also
cannot lead your people if you keep yourself isolated in this
castle. It's time for you to start getting out again and be
amongst your subjects. If a princess is to lead her people, she
has to know her people. Understood?" Nanny scolded.

"Yes nanny. I will go out
today. I realize I've been selfish wanting to fly the blue lion
when I know I need to do something less dangerous." Allura
said. She knew it was simply to make Nanny happy. She hated not
being in the blue lion. But what else could the princess do? She
was alone in her feelings.

"I wish they'd stop
treating me like a child. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of
myself." She thought.

"I'd like to visit the
stable. I haven't been riding in a long time." Allura
suggested.

"Wonderful! An afternoon
ride would be just the thing to take your mind off all this
chaos. I'll have two sentries escort you to the stable."
Nanny said.

Allura turned away gritting
her teeth. She didn't want anyone coming with her. She knew the
way to the stable, but her ever protective governess would not
have her going off by herself. At the very least Nanny wasn't
coming along herself. She was rather afraid of big four legged
animals since having an unpleasent experience with one particular
steed.

"I'll have Coran inform
the stableboy to saddle Izabelle up for you."

"Um, I thought I'd ride
Flame instead of Izabelle." Allura said.

"Absolutely not. That
beast is crazy. Your life is in enough peril with that horrible
Zarkon running about. I'll certainly not have you endangering
yourself riding that psychotic creature. You're riding Izabelle.
I know I can trust her with you." Nanny said firmly.

"But Nanny, Flame only
kicked you because you stood behind him and smacked his backside
when he accidently hit you with his tail." Allura pouted.

"You are not riding that
crazy beast and that is final. You're riding a dependable, and
sensible mount like any proper young princess."

"Why don't you just
put me in a baby carriage, and put a bottle in my mouth!" Allura
thought frustratedly. She let out a defeated sigh knowing she was
not going to win the argument.

"All right, I'll ride
Izabelle." She muttered.

"You're life is too
precious to put it in danger. You must be kept safe at all
costs." Nanny said firmly.

"I understand."
Allura replied in a hushed whisper.

*****************************************************************

"Get over here you
insulent bitch!"

"Leave me alone!
You're drunk again!"

"I said get over
here!"

"Get your hands off
me!"

A drunk but no less
volatile drule grabbed his wife by her hair shoving her violently
against the wall of their bedroom. "You belong to me wench!
I'll have you even if I have to beat you into submission!"
He barked.

"Let me go!" The
woman cried trying in vein to push her tormentor away.

"Mother..." said
the voice of a young drule boy. He walked hesitantly toward the
direction of the fight and saw his father forcing his mother down
on their bed.

The drunken husband looked
and saw his son standing with a horrified look on his face. Drunk
on both wine and power, he smiled coldly at the child.

"I think it's time
you learned just how you were concieved boy." He growled
shoving his wife down on the bed.

"MOTHER!" The
child screamed.

"Kaladan, run! Run!
You're father is drunk!"

But instead of running in
fear, the young red haired drule ran toward his parents. Rage
burned in his golden cat like eyes as he rushed toward his
father. He began beating on his father's back to try and avert
his attention off his mother. It worked, but then put the youth
in grave danger himself. Kaladan found himself brutally
backhanded to the floor.

"You ungrateful
little bastard. You dare raise your miserable little fists
against your own father!" The angry drunkard barked as
forced the child to his feet and dragged him toward a corner in
the bedroom. He grabbed a leather strap and snapped it straight.

"You want to act like
a little bitch, I'm going to treat you like one." The father
growled as he raised the strap and brought it down on young
Kaladan's back. He cried out in pain as the blow shot through his
body.

"Stop it! Stop it you
monster! He's just a child!"

"I will not have such
blatant rebellion in my house!" The father barked as he
brought the strap down again.

Hearing the cries of her
son, Kaladan's mother grabbed a large glass bottle sitting on the
table next to the bed. She rushed at her husband smashing the
bottle over his head. Stunned, he dropped the strap. Before he
had a chance to recover, his wife took the broken bottle and used
it as a crewd dagger stabbing him in the chest over and over.

"RUN!" She
screamed as she continued stabbing her husband's now bloodied and
lacerated chest.

Kaladan did as his mother
ordered and ran from the bedroom. He ran to the front room and
hid in a darkened corner. There he watched the brutality take a
deadly turn as his father managed to grab his mother and forced
her against a wall. His hands went around her throat and he began
to squeeze as hard as he could. But even in his deathgrip, she
continued clawing his chest with the broken bottle. She stabbed
so hard that pieces of the bottle broke and became lodged in his
chest. She gasped, coughed and sputtered as her eyes grew wider
and began to bulge from their sockets. At last, she choked out
her last breath and her body went limp. His father, blood
spurting out of his chest, stumbled back and watched the corpse
of his wife fall to the floor. He turned around and tried to walk
from the bedroom. As he stalked into the living quarters where
Kaladan was hiding, he clawed at his chest trying to dislodge the
the fragments of glass in his chest. He looked down and saw the
broken bottle sticking out of it. In his drunken state, he
stumbled and fell foward. The impact forced the broken bottle
into his heart.

Kaladan sat there huddled
in terror as he watched his father die. Tears streamed down his
cheeks. "MOTHER!"

"Mother! Mother!"

"Kaladan! Kaladan wake
up! Wake up!"

He woke to find Lotor
forcefully shaking him trying to bring him back from his
nightmare. His eyes were wide with both terror. Seeing he was
finally concious Lotor stopped shaking him. He backed off for a
moment to let his comrade gather his senses.

"Are you all right?"
He asked.

"Yes, I am now."
Kaladan answered taking in a deep breath.

"Was it a
nightmare?" Lotor asked.

"Yes, it was the night my
parents killed each other."

"They killed each
other?"

"Yes. My father was a
cruel and terrible man. He often got drunk and would force
himself upon my mother. It was...how I came to be concieved. That
night she finally had taken enough from him and fought back. I
tried to get my father off of her but he knocked me to the ground
and started beating me. That's when my mother found a weapon and
started stabbing at him with all her strength. It gave me the
chance to get away, but my father managed to get his hands around
her neck and strangle her. When he killed her, he tried to come
after me, but he was so drunk and wounded that he stumbled to the
floor and ended up driving a broken bottle through his
chest."

"That must be why you
hate brutality against women and children so much."

"It is. I was only a
child myself, and I couldn't protect my mother. I was taken to an
orphanage not long after. Drule military commanders saw me and
took an interest in me. I began military training when I turned
ten. I was only seven the night my parents died. After I
completed my training I became a lieutenant in Zarkon's armies.
He saw how skilled I was as a warrior and the command I took over
my soldiers. He made me the high commander of his armies. I had
my own reasons for accepting the position. I wanted order in my
ranks and the men under my command were too occupied with
brutality and intoxicants. It sounds strange. A man sent to
conquor civilizations showing compassion to the people he
overtook."

"Not long ago I would
have seen it as weakness. But being through all I've been through
now, I can understand your reasons."

"What of your mother
Lotor?"

"I never knew her. Father
said she died soon after I was born, and he never spoke of her
beyond that."

*****************************************************************

On planet Doom, huge robot
servants moved a gigantic metal container into the center of
Haggar's laboratory. It looked like a monstorus silver box. The
old witch looked down at the thing with an evil smile. Her eyes
glowed like two wicked beams from out of her hood. She watched as
robotic arms fired lazors at the sides of the container beginning
to melt the edges. She chuckled coldly watching the process.

"Yes...soon my beauty you
will be free. You will be the key to our greatest glory and the
fall of all who oppose king Zarkon."

"Haggar! Haven't you done
something with that thing yet?" A voice barked.

Haggar looked around to see
King Zarkon stomping toward her.

"The process takes time
great king. I don't want this precious cargo damaged in any
way." The old witch replied.

"What in the empire is in
that container? You've yet to inform me of just what it is I've
let into my castle." Zarkon demanded.

"An ancient beast of
unimaginable power. With my magic I am going to increase that
power ten fold and make it indestructable. It will garentee your
ultimate victory." Haggar answered.

"If this is what I think
it is, then you had better be able to control it. I don't want
this monster turning on us."

"The beast will be
completely under my control sire. You seem quite troubled in
light of this wonderful news."

"I've learned that two
thorns in my side may not be dead as I thought. A woman from
planet Taebos informed me that Lotor managed to escape both
planet Carnos and Taebos alive. Another traitor travels along
with him...Kaladan."

"Kaladan was believed to
have died sometime ago."

"Well, if what this wench
says is true then he isn't dead. He and Lotor will cause me no
end of trouble if they're allowed to live. If Lotor finds out the
truth of what happened after his birth,"

"It is of no concequence
sire. The brat will die along side his companion. They will all
be crushed beneath my masterpiece."

"He is of more
concequence than you can imagine. If he and the princess of Arus
were to join forces, it will be disasterous for myself and the
empire. The prophecy would come true as foretold."

"It will not matter. Even
if Lotor were to win the heart of the Aursian princess, they will
be powerless against the ultimate weapon and the alliances formed
within the empire. Final victory will be yours."

"If this plan fails, it
will be the last mistake you ever make witch."

"This plan will not fail.
I can assure you of that. How does this woman know Lotor and
Kaladan are still alive? She might have said anything to save her
neck."

"I've taken that into
consideration. But she says she saw them both with her own eyes.
I've sent her to planet Arus to spy on them both. If they were to
find their way here they'd both seek revenge against me. I will
bring them both to their knees. This time I will make sure they
both die before my own eyes."

*****************************************************************

Kaladan made his way through
the cave's interior finding a small pool of water. "Lotor,
I've found something."

Lotor followed Kaladan's voice
to find him standing beside the pool. They both looked down to
find an abundance of fish swimming hectically in the sparkling
water. "These should keep us fed if the princess can't find
us any food." Kaladan said.

He kneeled down trying to
catch one of the fish, but found the squirmy creatures were too
fast for him to catch let alone hold onto. "Damnit. The
things are too fast." He grumbled.

"I think I have a better
way to catch them. Stand back." Lotor said unsheathing one
of his swords. He watched for a moment and raised the blade and
quickly brought it down impaling a fish. The thing flopped and
flailed relentlessly but that only caused it to impale itself
further down the weapon.

"Not bad. Where did you
get those blades from?

"On Taebos from a guy who
didn't know when to quit."

As Lotor poised to catch
another fish, he and Kaladan both heard a voice calling from
outside the cave.

"Kaladan! Lotor! Are
either of you here?"

"Allura. That's Allura's
voice." Lotor said as he rushed the cave's entrance with
Kaladan following behind him. They ran to the cave's entrance to
find Allura seated upon her dappled silver mare Izabelle. She
dismounted and stood by her steed.

"I came to see if you
both were all right. I would have brought you some food, but
Nanny has me watched like a hawk. I'm lucky I hold a high
position over the guards or they'd have followed me here."
She said.

"It's all right. Kaladan
found a pool with fish swimming in it. We'll be able to sustain
ourselves for a little while at least." Lotor replied trying
not to let the smile overtake his face. The site of her beautiful
face never ceased to fill him with joy.

"Are you all right
Allura? You look troubled." He asked.

"I've had a lot on my
mind. I admit I'm still a bit shaken up from seeing you again
after thinking you were dead. But that's not the most of it. I'm
no longer piloting the blue lion." Allura said with a
defeated sigh. "Everyone seems to think I'm safer on the
ground. Nanny feels she has to keep a constant eye on me. She
won't even let me ride my favorite horse, Flame. She said
Izabelle is a more sensible mount. Kieth and the others say I
should keep my feet on the ground. Sven is flying the blue lion
again. And Coran sides with them."

"They're only thinking of
your safety my lady." Kaladan said.

"I know, but I feel so
smothered. I'm a grown woman, and I can take care of myself.
However, I seem to be the only one who feels that way. I feel so
helpless." Allura replied.

Lotor looked at Allura trying
to think of something to say to make her feel better, but he
couldn't find the words. Of all the times when he needed
something to tell her, and all he drew was a blank. Allura looked
down at the ground.

"I wish they would just
see things from where I stand. I wish they could understand the
burden I carry upon my shoulders. They're looking out for my
welfare, but I'm charged with the welfare of an entire planet.
And right now, just telling my people to be brave isn't enough.
They need to know their princess can protect and defend them as
well as lead them." She said with a sigh.

"Allura, I can't say I
understand how you feel. I've no right to say that I do. Your
friends are so worried about you because you're the hope of your
people. You are all they have left, and if something happens to
you, then they lose that hope. You must realize how important you
are to the people who love you. You give hope to your friends who
fly the lions. You are your father's legacy. You are everything
to all who inhabit this planet. I know you bear a great burden
upon your heart. But try to understand the burden that your
friends carry upon theirs. I...I don't know how to put it any
other way than that." Said Lotor.

"I do understand. It's
just that," Allura paused. "I honestly don't know what
to do anymore. I want to do more for my people than I'm being
allowed."

"I admit that I worry for
you as much as your friends do. You're the most important person
in my life. I don't know that this may sway them from their way
of thinking, but at least talk to them. Tell them you feel. They
may come around to your side more than you think. Even if they
don't, realize that the very fact that you're alive is more hope
to your people than they've had in the past. They need you."
Lotor replied.

"I have to go or my
escorts will start looking for me. If anyone finds out I've been
talking to either of you, we'll all be in a lot of trouble."
Allura said getting back on her horse. Allura responded.

"Be careful
princess." Kaladan said.

"I will." Allura
said taking the reins.

As she was about to turn to
leave, she looked at Lotor for a moment. "I feared the man
you once were, Lotor. I'm coming to admire the man you've
become." She said with a soft smile and then rode away.

*****************************************************************

It was late on planet Namoria.
Leena lay in her bed trying to sleep. Her troubled thoughts
prevented her from drifting into a more peaceful slumber. She
tossed and turned, rolling from one side to the other trying to
get comfortable. As she began to close her eyes once again, a
voice called to her from deep within her mind.

"Leena."

She tossed off the covers
feeling compelled to leave her bed. Not even bothering to put on
her robe, she rushed from her bedroom towards the great hall. She
ran fast but light so no one would hear her. All in the castle
where asleep as she rushed. She felt an almost supernatural pull
leading her to the chosen destination. She stopped at the end of
the hall where a large portrait hung. It was dark, but she looked
upon the portrait as if she could see the image in the light.

"Leena my
granddaughter, the time has come. It is time to restore hope to
our people and peace to the universe. You and your cousins must
find the heir who will carry my spirit into battle."

"Where must we look
grandfather?"

"The planet of
everlasting darkness and despair."

"Planet Doom." Leena
whispered to herself.

"Yes granddaughter.
Only there can you find the key to saving our world and countless
others."

The voice of her grandfather
faded from her mind. She felt alone once more.
"Father...he's alive. He must be the heir grandfather spoke
of. I have to wake Avian and the others. We have to save my
father."

to be continued...
- 11
- 12
- 13
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