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Redemption and Destiny	By : alucardsangel1973 Category: +S to Z > Voltron Views: 2221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Voltron and its characters are property of World Event Productions. I do not own the fandom. No profit is made from this. This is purely a fanfiction that includes original characters from my imagination. Characters from the series and comic are not mine.

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chap2

Chapter 2: Hard
Time In Hell

A few hours had
passed since Lotor's arrival on the slave planet Carnos. He
rubbed his shoulders and his back. His body still ached from the
attack. There were moments when he thought his head was going to
fall off. He was beginning to wish it would just to be free of
the pain. He would soon discover that things were about to get a
lot harder than the youth could possibly have imagined.

"On your feet
slave. Time to go to work." Said Kargos as he approached
Lotor's cell.

He didn't respond
quick enough for Kargos's liking. A painful electric shock
suddenly surged through his body.

"That was a
warning. The next time I won't stop." Kargos warned
withdrawling a long, electronically charged spear from Lotor's
cell. Not wanting to get shocked a second time, Lotor
begrudgingly did as he was told and got to his feet.

"Give my men any
trouble, and you'll get a lot worse than this shock spear."
Kargos growled as Lotor's hands were chained in front of him. The
young druel's eyes shot daggers at his captor. But what could he
do now? Nothing, he could do absolutely nothing.

"All right
slave, get moving." A guard commanded.

He was led by the
guards to a cave where hundreds of slaves were forced to
tirelessly work mining lazon. Ironic it was that he now would be
harvesting the very material used to make the powerful lazon
sword he once owned. Led in chains and forced to wear a slave's
outfit, he had never felt more humiliated in all his life. He was
given a crude pick like tool and ordered to start digging at the
lazon walls.

He looked at the
thing and scowled. "This thing is too dull. The least you
can do is give me something sharp." He protested.

The next thing he
knew he found himself punched in the back. So hard in fact that
it knocked him flat on his face. He pushed himself to his knees.
Blood ran from his mouth. The guards gave him a menacing glare.

"Be thankful we
give you anything at all to use. If we chose we could make you
scratch the lazon out with your bare hands. Now shut up and get
to work!"

"When I get
out of here I will see to it these filthy beasts pay dearly for
this humilation. Then father, then it will be your turn."
Lotor thought gritting his teeth and started driving the pick
into the wall.

As he started mining
he noticed dozens and dozens of faces suddenly went straight
toward him. Their eyes all narrowed showing their anger and
hatred toward him. He tried to ignore them. He didn't think
they'd be brave enough to risk the guards ire by starting a fight
with him. He thought wrong.

As he started boaring
into the wall he felt a punch to his left shoulder. He dropped
his pick and turned around ready to fight. There were five men
starring him in the face. None of them looked like they were
worried about what may happen to them.

"Well well,
boys. It looks like we have an esteemed guest in our humble
abode." One man said arrogantly.

"Mind your own
damn business slave." Lotor growled and took the pick back
into his hands. It might have been too blunt to effectively dig
into a wall, but it could still do plenty of damage on flesh and
bone.

"Ohhh, seems
like someone hasn't learned his place yet." Another man
jeered.

"Keep it up, and
I'll put you back in yours." Lotor warned.

"I think his
highness here needs a reality check." The first man
challenged.

The guards and Kargos
looked on with wicked anticipation. "It's been a while since
we had a good show around here. The king said to let them have
their fun. We just won't let them kill him."

They watched as the
fight was about to begin. Lotor advanced forward as the five men
in front of him started backing off. An arrogant smirk graced his
features thinking he still had the power to push the slaves
around. He didn't pay attention to the four men who were coming
behind him. Before he could make a move he felt his arms grabbed
by four pairs of strong hands.

Caught off guard one
of the slaves in front of him kicked him violently in the
stomach. His picking tool was flung to the ground. Lotor
struggled to free himself from the four men who now restrained
him. He managed to force two of his captors into their comrades.
But more men began surrounding him. They formed a tight circle so
he couldn't escape. They began to close in on him.

He felt three fists
hit his stomach, face and back. Despite the blows and the pain,
he lashed out viciously hitting anything that moved. He managed
to scare a few slaves off. But for the few that he did drive
away, several more took their places. A barrage of relentless
punches, kicks and head butts drove Lotor to the ground. All too
quickly the small mob subdued him and beat him mercilessly. The
guards watched with amused faces as the slaves continued to take
their frustrations out on their former master. Kargos let the
frakus continue for a few minutes until he decided Lotor had
taken enough punishment for the time being. He sent in guards
with shock spears to break up the frey.

As soon as they
started feeling the painful electric surges through their bodies,
the angry mob dispersed as quickly as it had gathered. Lotor was
left laying in a crumpled heap. He lay cringing and groaning in
pain. His face was bloodied. He clutched at his stomach and
chest. The guards looked unmoved by his suffering.

"Put him back in
his cell. He'll do us no good at the moment." Kargos
ordered.

The guards forced
Lotor back to his feet and dragged him back to his cell. They
shoved him forcefully back into the small chamber and closed the
door before locking it. Lotor lay on the ground heaving and
gasping for breath. He'd taken many a beating in his young life,
but this seem to hurt him worse than any he'd recieved in the
past.

His head ached. His
legs shook from the spasms throughout his body. His long white
hair was now stained with his own blood. He was fairly certain
that he had a few cracked ribs. It was a miracle none of them
were broken. Fortunately for him drule men had strong bodies and
could withstand a thorough pounding.

"Damn
you...father." He muttered under his breath.

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On planet Doom Zarkon
sat on his throne looking out into his throne room with a
contemplative stare. Haggar had brought up a valid point before
he had Lotor exiled to planet Carnos. He no longer had an heir to
his throne. He would have to find a new bride who would give him
a replacement. And this time he would make sure this child did
not grow up to be the star crossed fool his first son was. For
the time being he would hold off plans for attacking planet Arus.

He summoned his
official royal envoy to meet with him in the throne room. When
the messenger arrived the old king had a wicked smile upon his
face.

"What is your
bidding sire?" The envoy inquired.

"I want you to
send word to the father of Princess Coralle. I have a proposition
that I think they will find most interesting. I wish to arrange a
meeting with the princess and her father as soon as
possible." Zarkon ordered.

"It will be done
your majesty. I will send for them immediately." The envoy
answered. He bowed and departed from the throne room.

Haggar, over hearing
the discussion entered the throne room curious as to what the
king had in mind.

"I thought you
were going to plan an attack upon planet Arus and destroy Voltron
once and for all." She said.

"I will take
care of Voltron and planet Arus soon enough. With Lotor out of
the way I can plan a flawless attack that will finally rid the
Drule Empire of our most hated enemies. But the matter at hand
now is procuring a new heir to take the place of my worthless
son." Zarkon replied.

"But how do you
plan on getting a bride so quickly?" Haggar asked.

"I am sending
word to our allies Princess Coralle and her father. I had planned
on joining our two forces through a marriage between she and
Lotor. Our planets can still be united through a marriage between
Coralle and myself. And I have every confidence that she can give
me an heir worthy of my crown." Zarkon answered.

"I agree.
Princess Coralle would be a splendid choice for your queen sire.
Surely she will bear you a son that will be as ruthless and
merciless as you sire." Haggar replied in agreement.

"I am staking
the future of my kingdom and the Druel Empire upon it."
Zarkon said.

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Lotor was asleep in
his cell. Somehow through the pain he managed to rest his
battered frame. The only thing that took his mind off his agony
was picturing the face of his beloved princess in his dreams.
Imagining her sky blue eyes, her golden blonde hair and her warm
smile gave him some comfort.

"Allura, if
only you would love me. If only you would let me love you." He
thought.

Some time passed and
Lotor found himself rudely awakened from his slumber by a pair of
brutish hands. He felt his body yanked upward as he was forced to
his feet. The pain that was just beginning to fade now surged
through him with new strength. Every muscle in his body was
jolted to a state of tension making him hurt as if he'd been
attacked all over. He found himself face to face with Kargos. The
ogre master smiled evilly at his prisoner. Of course, Lotor
wasn't in agreement with his keeper's twistedly cheerful
disposition.

"So, how does it
feel knowing how the other half lives?" He asked snidely.

Lotor wanted to tell
him exactly what he felt, but decided he would not dignify the
question with a responce.

"Just so you
know, those slaves who pounded you nearly into the ground were
people from planets you conquored. King Zarkon has seen fit to
let them get a little pay back on your sorry ass. The only reason
you're alive now is the king doesn't want you to have an easy
time in your last days." Kargos informed.

"I intend to
make sure you know suffering beyond your imagination. And just
when you think it's going to end, it will start all over. And
after a while when you've been exhausted beyond all hope of
recovery, then and only then will I be merciful. And even then, I
will watch you beg me to kill you." He stated.

"I wouldn't beg
you to kiss my ass." Lotor growled. That responce promptly
got him back handed in the jaw. He fell to his knees and was
yanked back to his feet by two guards. He began to struggle even
though their iron grip prevented any hope of him getting away.

"You think you
can survive Carnos, boy? This planet breaks bodies. It breaks,
wills and it breaks spirits. And you will be no different."
Kargos snarled.

"This hellhole
may have broken others, but it will not break me." Lotor
protested defiently.

"You'll break. I
will personally see to that. There are only two ways slaves leave
this planet. I see fit to transfer them, or they leave
dead." Kargos replied.

"You should have
killed me the moment you took me off planet Doom. You'd better
kill me now, or I will kill you later. I swear it." The
drule youth warned.

"I'll kill you
when you beg me too." Kargos answered getting right in
Lotor's face.

"That will be
the biggest mistake you ever make." Lotor growled. The hate
in his expression was clear, but Kargos could have cared a less.

"Put him back in
the mines. For now keep the other slaves away from him. We don't
want to wear him out too quickly."

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The flag ship arrived
on planet Doom carrying Princess Coralle and her father. She was
escorted by her serving maids and a host of elite royal guards.
King Zarkon stood at the entrance to the hanger awaiting his
important guests. The beautiful red haired princess and her
father approached and bowed respectfully before the king.

"Princess
Coralle, I appreciate your coming to meet with me on such short
notice. You are looking as lovely as the last time I saw you my
dear." The king said graciously.

"It is good to
see you again your majesty." The princess replied.

"Ahh, I see you
have learned our langauge. Come. I've arranged a banquette in
honor of your arrival. I have a proposition that I think we all
shall find mutually beneficial." Zarkon said.

"I hope so. My
daughter was completely heartbroken and humilated after your son
refused to marry her." Her father spoke with a somewhat
skeptical tone.

"Yes. I wish to
apologize for his rebellious behavior. I was as embarrassed and
shocked as the both of you. He never was the son I'd hoped he
would be." Zarkon said.

"Was?"
Princess Coralle asked.

"Yes my dear.
Lotor is no longer here. I'm afraid the prince grew so out of
control I was forced to deal with him in a most extreme and
unpleasant manner.The result of which I do not think bears
repeating in the presence of your daughter." Zarkon
answered.

"Such a waste.
He had such potential. It is a shame he would not listen to
reason. I had hoped he would have changed his mind and married my
daughter. The two of them would have been a great asset to the
Druel Empire." Coralle's father commented.

"That is why I
have asked you both to meet with me. Come with me and I will
explain everything." Zarkon said as he escorted his guests
to the banquette hall.

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Lotor pounded the
blunt edged pick into the lazon wall. Sparks flew as small pieces
of the mineral fell into a trough spanning the entire length of
the wall. The mineral deposits moved on a conveyer belt inside
the trough moving it along to be processed.

He kept his eyes
focused on the wall so he wouldn't see the dozens of eyes gawking
at him as if he were on display for their entertainment. He hated
it. Hated every minute, every second of it. He'd always been the
one watching them. Now he was one of them. He started pounding
harder and harder against the wall. He gritted his teeth as his
anger began to rise. Many stopped working for a moment to watch
him banging out his frustrations. He fought to keep his eyes on
the wall. He didn't want to see the smug expressions he was
pretty sure many displayed at seeing him reduced to one of their
kind.

"What do you
think you're doing? Back to work scum!" One of the guards
barked forcing the workers to get back to their tasks.

Lotor smirked
thinking he'd won a small victory against the workers. A sharp
sting to his back however; reminded him it was anything but a
victory.

"Don't think
that was done for your sake slave. Now get back to work."
The guard ordered.

His back stung from
the lash he'd recieved. Never had anyone man or beast dared to
strike him with a whip. He was usually the one doing the
striking. But regardless of how it hurt, he went back to mining
at the lazon wall.

"My father
is going to pay dearly for this." Lotor thought to
himself.

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"Princess
Coralle, I've arranged for your father and yourself to come here
so that I may aquire your hand in marriage. With our two planets
united, I feel certain that Planet Arus and more importantly the
Druel Empire's greatest threat, Voltron will be rendered
completely powerless. Of course I require that you will be able
to produce an heir to inherit my kingdom, but in return you will
have unlimited power at your disposal. The complete and total
support of the empire will be yours. I know I may not be as
handsome or young as Lotor was, but I can assure you your efforts
will be richly rewarded." Zarkon proposed.

"Our planets
will be united, and our power will grow even stronger. I accept
your proposal King Zarkon, if it pleases my father." Coralle
stated looking toward her father.

"I accept. When
shall the ceremony be held?" He asked.

"As soon as
possible. I want to be sure our planets are properly united so
that we may launch an attack upon Voltron and planet Arus. This
time, no one will stand in our way." Zarkon declared.

"Very well. We
shall prepare for the ceremony at once." Coralle's father
answered.

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