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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
- 19
- 20
- 21
This chapter deals with the
growing bond between Lotor and Allura. Allura and Nanny have a
heated argument, which then gets Keith briefly involved. And if
Nanny thought Keith's mouth needed cleaning up, wait til she
meets Avian. She'll need twenty pounds of soap to deal with his
mouth. Chapter 21 hopefully will be up soon.

Chapter 20: No
distance too great

"I know I heard his
voice." Allura said to herself.

She looked outside at the
setting sun. Puffy white clouds turned colors of pink and purple
as the firey orb began to descend behind the Arusian mountains.
She felt her head beginning to ache. She knew sooner or later she
would have to tell her friends the truth of the cave incident.
The princess worried what Coran and Nanny would think, and what
Keith and the others would have to say. Would be they angry with
her? Would they tighten their protective measures upon her even
more perhaps even confining her to her room.

"What do I tell them?
They won't believe he's changed. They have no reason to. Keith
wanted to tear him apart after that night. I don't want them
fighting each other. Right now I don't even know if Lotor is
still alive. I could almost feel him here. He must be
alive." She said to herself.

She took in a deep breath. She
knew somehow, someway she would have to explain things to her
friends. She needed courage more than anyhing else that moment.
Not only to tell her friends the full story, but to deal with
their reactions afterwards. She feared they'd think her crazy for
trusting their worst enemy let alone letting him in the castle.
How was she going to explain herself?

"I need to go to the
crypt. My father can point me in the right direction." She
said. As she was about to open the door to leave her room it
suddenly opened almost smashing her in the face.

"Princess, you're not
ready for bed yet." Nanny said in a bossy manner.

"Nanny, I...I was just
going to pay a visit to father's tomb." Allura said trying
to sound polite.

"Aboslutely not. It's too
late for you to be going to that dreadful place. You spend too
much time in it as it is. A princess should not be spending so
much time in a tomb. You cannot spend so much time thinking about
the dead. Your people need you much more. And it's time you
started going amongst them again. And you're going to do just
that tomorrow." Nanny stated firmly.

"But Nanny, the tomb is
not a dreadful place. I've always..."

"I will not have you
going down there. It is your duty to guide and lead your people.
You spend far too much time moping about this castle or with your
head in the clouds. It's time you grew up and acted like the
princess you are." Nanny scolded.

"I'm not a child! And I
stay in this castle because everytime I set foot outside of it I
have a dozen guards smothering every step I take!" Allura
protested.

"Don't you dare raise
your voice to me young lady!" Nanny snapped.

"Then stop treating me
like I'm a baby! You all are smothering me! I can't take a foot
outside without all of you guarding my every move! I can't take
it anymore! You ban me from flying the Blue Lion! You won't let
me ride my favorite horse, and now I'm not allowed to go anywhere
without escorts!" Allura yelled. The tension from all that
had happened finally broke down her sense of composure.

"If that is the way you
feel, then you can stay here in your room until you learn to
properly respect your elders!" Nanny barked back.

"But you said I needed to
be among my people!" Allura cried no longer trying to hold
back the tears in her eyes.

"Not when you act in such
a disrespectful manner! Your father would be ashamed of your
behavior right now! You can just stay in your room until you
start to act like a proper young lady and not a spoiled
brat!" Nanny barked and slammed the door in Allura's face.

Allura went to open the door
but found it unwilling to move. Nanny had locked it from the
outside effectively confining Allura to her room for the rest of
the night.

"Open the door! Nanny
open this door! That's a royal command! Open this door!" She
shouted pounding on the door hoping that somehow her fit would
change the mind of her long time governess.

Keith, hearing all the
commotion rushed to Allura's room. "Allura, what's
wrong?" He called but was immediately stopped by Nanny.

"You just leave her
be." The governess said sternly.

"What do you mean leave
her be? She's practically having a nervous breakdown in
there!" Keith yelled.

"You can just tone your
voice down young man. She has seen fit to act like a spoiled
child so she is being treated like one. I will not have disorder
and chaos ruling this castle. Just leave her alone. She will
quiet down soon enough." Nanny stated.

"Look, she's been through
hell. Locking her up is not gonna make her any better."
Keith protested.

"This is for her own
good. As leader of her people she must learn to focus and
restrain her emotions. Letting her reflect upon her actions will
help her to do just that. As her governess it is my
responcibility to provide a firm hand when she strays. When she
calms down she'll realize just how irrational she's acted and
will be better off for it." Nanny replied.

"Still, you don't have to
be so damn harsh with her." Keith growled.

"Watch your language. If
I had a bar of soap I would promtply wash your mouth out with it.
You and your friends should be more supportive of keeping the
princess focused. Instead you encourage her to make foolish
decisions like piloting the blue lion. She nearly gets herself
killed, and you irresponcible youngsters don't do anything to
stop her." Nanny chided harshly.

"We let her fly the blue
lion because she's a member of the team. She's doing what she
feels is best to protect her people. She can't protect her people
if she's locked up in her bedroom!" Keith yelled.

"And who are you to tell
me what is best for the princess!" Nanny exclaimed.

"I'm her friend that's
who! She hasn't been herself ever since we pulled her off the
team. And I'm beginning to think we made the wrong choice. Allura
flew the blue lion long before Lotor ever came into the picture.
Zarkon was as much of a threat to her then as he is now. I think
maybe it's time we put her back on the team!" Keith barked.

"And I know what is best
for her! Coran and I both have raised this girl since she was a
baby! You know nothing of what is best for her! She stays on the
ground where she's safe and that is final!" Nanny yelled and
stomped off with an angry snort.

Keith was left standing a
distance from Allura's room. He wondered if she had heard what he
just said. And should he have said it loud enough for the
princess to hear him? He rubbed his face with both his hands and
roughly ran his fingers through his shaggy black hair. He felt
like punching out the first thing he could get his hands on. He
wanted to open the door and make sure Allura was all right. But
Nanny had the key to her room so there was no getting to her.

"What the hell am I
thinking? We grounded the princess to keep her safe. But she's
going crazy not being able to do what she feels she needs to do.
Damn governess doesn't understand how Allura feels." Keith
thought frustratedly.

He felt like the big brother
wanting to come to his little sister's defense. But he didn't
know what to say to make her feel any better. He shook his head
and stomped back off to his room to work off the frustration.

Allura stomped back to her bed
and collasped upon the mattress. She buried her face into one of
the many pillows and pounded her fists against the comforter. Her
tears flowed freely now soaking the fabric of the pillow. Her
body wracked with spasms caused by her crying and her eyes became
red and puffy. She curled into a ball holding herself fiercely.
Never in her life had she felt so alone. Keith and the team had
grounded her. She could not have a moment's peace to herself
unless she was in her room, and now Nanny had confined her to it.
Even Coran, as understanding as he might have been, sided with
Nanny.

"I'm not a child!"
She sobbed.

She cried and cried until she
had no tears left in her eyes. She continually struggled with the
lump in her throat and constantly wiped her nose and eyes on her
pink dress. That would have been another reason for Nanny to be
cross with her. But at the moment she didn't care. All she knew
was she felt lonely. She wrapped her own arms around herself as
tightly as she could to feel like someone was holding her. She
wanted to feel arms around her, comforting her and telling her
things would be all right. But the only arms holding her were her
own.

Allura sniffled and grabbed
another pillow holding it in her arms. Her eyes still damp with
her tears, she curled up as tightly as possible in some vain
attempt to make herself invisible. Her little mice came out of
their holes and climbed up onto her bed. They all gathered around
her nuzzling her face and trying to lick the dried tears from her
cheeks. But not even their presence offered the princess any
comfort. They all looked at each other with depressed expressions
and went to the foot of her bed.

She found herself growing
drowsy. As she felt her eyes growing heavy, she found herself
thinking of the one person who had become a source of comfort to
her...Lotor. Her mind drifted to the night they both had met in
her father's tomb. She remembered how he had opened up to her
about the brutality of growing up in the druel academy. She tried
to replay his voice in her head hoping it would console her in
some strange way. She found herself missing him. She began to
secretly wish the arms that had been holding her were his. She
found herself drifting deeper into her subconcious trying to
imagine him being there. She imagined him standing in the black
pants and sleevless, vest like tunic he wore. She found herself
begining to really study his form and finding how very handsome
he truly was.

His presence, which had once
been a source of fear and anger, was now a source of comfort. She
found herself wanting to talk to him and to learn even more about
him than she had previously. She wanted to tell him stories of
her childhood that she had not yet had the chance to. She wanted
to know everything about him no matter how brutal the stories
could have been. She wanted him to know everything about her. She
kept focus upon his image. Her body began to relax and stretch
out. She inadvertantly almost knocked the little mice off her
bed. They scurried across to see her face. It was no longer an
expression of distress. Upon her face was a dreamy expression of
contentment. They figured she had calmed down from whatever was
bothering her and quietly scampered off her bed. Her embrace on
her pillow softned and she found herself lovingly holding it.

In her subconcious she felt
herself reaching out for the handsome druel prince. She wanted to
get closer to him but still felt eons away. In her dream like
state she could have sworn she was floating. She could see him
clearly while everything around him was a blur. He seemed so real
she swore she could almost feel him. She surmised she was only
dreaming or even a wishful thought. But it gave her some comfort
so she would hold onto it as long as she could.

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

"Lotor."

Lotor's eyes suddenly snapped
open hearing the mention of his name. He almost violently pushed
himself upward and looked around. His breathing was shallow and
his heart raced recognizing the voice that called his name.

"Allura...Allura!"
He shouted before he could stop himself. In the darkness he saw a
bright light eminating from the right side of his bed. He looked
and realized it was coming from the sword, Redeemer. He also
realized he was still clutching it at the hilt. His eyes were
wide and his mouth almost gaping open.

He heard an insistent knock at
his door.

"Brother...brother are
you all right?" Asked Leena worriedly.

Setting Redeemer down Lotor
hurried to the door and opened it. There was Leena standing in
the doorway. She covered her nightgown with a long purple robe so
she would be presentable.

"Brother, I heard you
calling someone's name. Did you have a bad dream?" She
asked.

"Leena, I don't know what
happened to me. I was asleep and I heard her call my name. I
heard Allura calling my name. I woke up, and the next thing I
know I'm clutching Redeemer in my right hand." Lotor said
still in a state of shock.

Leena walked Lotor back to his
bed and sat him down. "I'm going to get father. He may know
what's happening."

A few moments later Leena
returned with Danzar walking ahead of her. He walked over to
Lotor's side seeing the dazed expression on his face. He saw the
last glimmer of Redeemer's glow before the blade returned to its
silver state.

"What happened?"
Danzar asked.

"I'm not sure. I was
asleep, and I was thinking about Allura. I heard her call my
name. When I woke up I was clutching Redeemer, and it was
glowing. I heard her as clearly as I'm hearing you right now. I
could almost swear she was here with me. But I know that's
impossible because she's on Arus." Lotor answered.

"Leena, go and wake up
Genar. He has more knowledge of occurances like this than I
do." Danzar instructed.

In their room, Genar and Nomey
were fast asleep nestled in each other's arms. An insistent
knocking at the door woke both up from their peaceful slumber.
Genar let go of Nomey and pushed the covers back from his body.
Sliding a pair of pants on he sleepily walked to the door to find
Leena waiting for him.

"Leena, what's
wrong?" He asked.

"I'm sorry to wake you
and Nomey, but my father needs your help. Something's going on
with Lotor, and he's not sure what's happening." Leena
answered.

"I'll be right
there." Genar said grabbing his tunic from the side of the
bed and putting it on.

"What's wrong?"
Nomey asked.

"It's all right Nomey.
Lotor needs my help with something. Try to go back to sleep. I'll
be back soon." Genar said trying to put his mate at ease.

Nomey laid back down clutching
a pillow to fill her arms until Genar returned to take its place
once more. Now with her at ease, Genar could focus upon the
matter at hand. He followed Leena to Lotor's bedroom. After
hearing what had happened, Genar had a good idea of what was
happening with the prince.

"You say when you woke up
you were holding Redeemer, and it was glowing?" Genar asked.

"Yes." Lotor
answered.

"Genar, do you know what
is happening?" Danzar asked.

"I can't be entirely
sure, but it is possible Redeemer has opened a link between Lotor
and Allura." Genar answered.

"A link?" Leena
asked.

"Yes." Genar
answered.

"Father, I know you told
me that Redeemer is no ordinary sword, but is it possible for it
to have opened some sort of a link between Allura and I?

"Perhaps it has. I have
never the full extent of Redeemer's abilities. Your grandfather
was the only one who could truly wield it. Only he fully
understood its powers." Danzar explained.

"When I claimed the
sword, my grandfather said his spirit would rest within it until
the time came when he was needed." Lotor replied.

"Then perhaps through him
this link between Allura and yourself has been opened."
Genar interjected.

"I need to contact her. I
need to hear her voice again. I need to be close to her."
Lotor said with an urgent tone.

"I know. And you will see
her again, my son. We will make preparations for the journey to
Arus soon. But you must get enough sleep. The test has drained
you. And to contact Allura again you will need all your
strength." Danzar said.

"Highness, when you've
rested I will help you focus your mind so you can reach the
princess." Genar replied.

"But her friends will see
us as enemies. The empire was not kind to Arus, and neither was
I. Allura has forgiven me, but her friends have not. And I doubt
they will recieve us warmly."

"When we reach Arus, I
will try to open communications with prime minster Coran. I knew
him when he was a young man. I met him when King Alfor and I made
the arrangement to betrothe you and Allura to each other. There
is a chance he may still remember me. Now let's all get back to
bed and get as much sleep as possible."

After everyone was gone, Lotor
laid back down in his bed and tried to close his eyes. But all he
could do was lay there and stare at the ceiling. His eyes turned
to Redeemer for a brief moment. He wondered if it had been the
sword that connected his mind with Allura's. He breathed an
exasperated sigh and turned away from the blade. The prince knew
he needed sleep. He needed it most of all after the grueling test
he had endured. He wanted to be with her more than anything. He
wished he could tell her he was alive and safe. He was sure she
felt distress and grief from the day of his capture. He wanted to
hold her in his arms and tell her everything would be all right.
But for now, thoughts of her in happier times would have to
suffice to console him of his need for her. He closed his eyes
and tried to drift off to sleep.

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

That morning everyone awoke
and had breakfast. Afterwards preperations were made for the
journey to Arus. Genar packed with him everything he would need.
Nomey stood at the side of their bed, an expression of longing
upon her pretty face. She wasn't ready to be parted with her
husband, but knew there were matters that had to be attended to.
He saw the look in her eyes and put his arms around her.

"Please, be careful. I
want you to come back to me as soon as you can." She said
trying to hold back her tears.

"Nomey, I...I want you to
come with me. I feel I can keep you safer if you're at my side
than if we're apart." Genar said.

Nomey was suprised by the
statement. "You'll let me come with you?" She asked.

"Yes. Leena is coming
with us. I don't want you to be alone. We're leaving as a family,
and you are part of that family. You'll need some clothes."
Genar said.

"All right. I'll go pack
them right now." Nomey said with an excited tone in her
voice.

Everyone met in the hanger and
boarded the crusier. Avian took his place at the navigational
chair while Kezrin and Genar took their seats behind him. The
others settled in the seats further apart from the navigation
pit. Once everyone was seated, the engines were turned on and the
cruiser prepared to lift off.

"I'm gonna cloak us once
we leave Namorian air space. No telling what's gonna be going on
out there once we leave home." Avian said.

"Let's just hope Zarkon
doesn't get the urge to start trouble with us." Kezrin
replied in an uneasy tone.

"Can't start nothing if
he can't find us. This cloaking device should be undetectable to
the empire's radar. As long as we keep a distance from them we
should be safe. I got the weapons deck charging just in case we
run into any problems." Avian answered.

"Good idea." Genar
said.

"You sure you want Nomey
and Leena coming with us? Things might get hairy if we run into
trouble." Avian asked.

"They'd be safer with us
than alone." Genar answered.

"I agree. We've had too
much time apart as it is." Danzar replied.

The hanger doors opened and
the cruiser hovered slowly out of it before rising off the ground
and ascending into the clouds. Lotor found himself staring out
the window watching his home grow smaller and smaller as the ship
got further away. He fought to keep the anticipation and anxiety
within him at bay. Soon he would be reunited with his beloved
princess, and hoping at the same time the meeting would not be
marred by hostility from her friends.

to be continued...
- 19
- 20
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