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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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chap3

Chapter 3:
Atonement

After what seemed
like an eternity of mining, the slaves were taken from the mine
and back into their cells. Lotor staggered into his cell and
collasped on the floor. His knees were weak from all the standing
and banging into the mine walls. His arms felt like they were
going to fall off from the weight of the pick tool he was forced
to use. It took him several moments to catch his breath. He lay
on his back staring up at the ceiling. Water dripped from the
cracks in the stone falling next to his face. His body ached. He
was beginning to wonder if the constant nagging pains would ever
stop. It was finally beginning to dawn on him that this was his
fate. He might have started out life as a prince, but he would
end it as a slave.

"Allura,"
he whispered under his breath. "If you'd just give me
one chance, I know I could make you happy. I would give you
anything your heart desired."

He closed his eyes
and thought back to their last encounter. It ended the way their
encounters always did, with Allura fearing and hating him.

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"Don't come
near me! Get away from me!" Allura cried out as Lotor got
closer and closer to her.

"Why do you
always run from me? We belong together!" He shouted back in
frustration.

"You're a
monster! You're just like your father! I don't want to be with
you!"

"Allura,
don't you understand? It's my father you fear. I can change
things. I can destroy my father, and you will never have to live
in fear of him again. We can be together and heal the wounds of
our worlds."

"I could
never be with you. You'll toss me aside as soon as you grow tired
of me and my people will be enslaved."

"That will
never happen. You are the only queen I could ever want. Come with
me, and I will see to it your people are kept safe. You would
never have to risk your life as the blue lion's pilot anymore. I
can make you the queen you are meant to be. You and I can bring
peace and order to the universe."

"No. It's a
lie. It's all a lie! You're just saying to trick me into marrying
you. I won't fall for it. I'd rather die than marry you!"

"I can't let
you die. I won't let you die! Don't you understand we were meant
to be together!" Lotor shouted grabbing Allura's wrists
restraining the frightened princess.

"I can't let
you go. I won't let you go! I won't give up until I make you
mine!"

"Stop!
You're hurting me!" Allura screamed feeling her delicate
wrists being crushed in the prince's iron grip. Losing his
composure further he shoved Allura against the wall of her
bedroom nearly crushing her body against his. She let out a cry
feeling one of her wrists twist painfully in his grip.

Realizing what he
had done, Lotor immediately released her from his grasp. Allura
fell to her knees shaking and crying. The prince looked down at
his hands. "What have I done? Damnit what have I done?"

Allura struggled
to get to her feet as Lotor backed away from her still shocked at
the fact that he had hurt her.

"Don't you
come near me you beast!" She cried.

"I don't
want you to be afraid of me. I didn't mean to hurt you. It was
never my intention to hurt you. Allura, don't you understand? I
love you."

"Love?
Love?! You don't know what love is! You can't force someone to
love you! You can't use fear and intimidation against a woman and
expect her to love you! Go back to your father you monster! I
hate you!"

Before the prince
could respond he heard several hands pounding on Allura's bedroom
door. "Get away from her you bastard! I'll kill you if you
lay a hand on her!"

Knowing he was
outnumbered Lotor backed away from Allura and went to make his
escape through her window. He looked back seeing her huddled on
the floor weeping uncontrollably.

"I never
meant to hurt you Allura. I do love you. I only wish I could make
you believe that." He said as he fled from her bedroom. Once
again he would have to face his father empty handed.

Keith and his
friends finally kicked the door in to find Allura on the floor
clutching her injured wrist. Keith ran toward the window but
Lotor was already gone.

"Lotor! You
bastard! I'll rip you apart with my bear hands!" Keith
roared.

"I'd like to
see you try you little fool." Lotor muttered to himself
hiding behind a tree. He rushed to his ship and quickly took off.
He feared the verbal barrage that awaited him.

"Damnit! Why
did I grab her like that? I hurt her. Instead of convincing her
to come back with me all I've done is made her hate me even more.
She'll never come to me now! And my father will never allow me
this chance again. I've screwed this up just like I screw
everything up! Damnit all!"

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The flash back ended
in his mind. He closed his eyes hearing her spiteful words
echoing in his head. All he did was look down at his hands
realizing how rough he'd been with her. He shook his head with
dismay.

"No wonder she
hates me. All I've ever done is hurt and frighten her. My father
wanted me to be a conquorer and a tyrant like him. I wasn't
raised to love. Yet I've fallen in love with the very enemy my
father wanted me to destroy. And now he has condemned me for
it." Lotor said to himself and sighed.

"Well damn him
then. I may have never been able to convince Allura I loved her,
but I can at least go to my death knowing I told her how I truly
feel about her. At least I can have that one comfort in hell.
That and knowing my father won't be too far behind me."

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A few days has
passed, though for Lotor he'd lost track of time. He couldn't
remember if he'd been there for a few hours or a few years. He
was in hell. His days were spent mining lazon and his nights were
spent in a cell surrounded by those who hated him most. From one
of the most powerful princes in the druel empire to a lowly
slave, how could it have come to this. All those thoughts kept
playing in his head as he drove his pick into the hard walls of
the cave. The other workers continued to harrass him but they'd
grown weary for the most part of beating him up. Had the numbers
not been so great, they would have stopped sooner because Lotor
would have beaten them into bloody pulps. Unfortunately the
numbers game favored the other slaves.

He wanted to drop his
tool and rub his aching shoulders. His entire body was covered in
bruises and lacerations. There was one comfort he had besides the
thoughts of his beloved Allura. He no longer had to deal with his
father. And he was pretty sure his father was happy no longer
having to deal with him.

He continued his work
until his right arm would no longer agree to function for a
moment. The pain became so great he had to stop. He dropped the
pick and began rubbing his aching right arm. The moment he
stopped he felt the snap of a whip against his back. His shirt
had basically been ripped a part from all the fights he'd gotten
in so he was forced to work without one. His back already had
several stripes from the lashes he'd taken over the past few
days.

"Who told you to
stop working slave!" A guard shouted as he brought the whip
down across Lotor's back. That did it. He wasn't going to take
this anymore. He picked up his mining tool and turned around
belting the guard in the face with it. In a rage he began
mercilessly beating the guard with the pick. Seeing the commotion
other guards raced in to subdue his rage.

Lotor was a man
possessed as he started swinging his tool at the guards who
approached him. His eyes were wide like that of a wild animal
fighting for its freedom. They produced shock spears but that did
not deter him from lashing out. The first few shocks had no
affect. His adrenaline was pumping wildly through his system
blocking out the pain. But one shock to the neck quickly ended
his rampage. His nerves were stunned by the blast and the former
prince fell to the ground unconcious. Kargos marched toward the
guards seeing Lotor on the ground motionless.

"What happened
in here?" He demanded.

"He killed one
of the guards."

"Take him back
to his cell. And see to it he isn't fed. We'll see how much he
wants to fight after he's been starved for a while." Kargos
commanded.

While the ogre
leader's back was turned, a young woman looked out of the corner
of her eye seeing Lotor dragged off by the guards. The moment
Kargos turned around she quickly turned her attention back to the
wall.

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Back on planet Doom,
the reception celebrating King Zarkon's marriage to princess
Coralle was just ending. The castle was becoming quiet once more
after hours of feasting and drinking. Zarkon escorted his new
bride to their marriage chamber.

"My dear, there
is something I must attend to before the honeymoon. I will not be
long." The king said.

"Of course my
king." Coralle replied.

Leaving Coralle,
Zarkon headed for of all places, the castle dungeons. The king
descended the castle halls until he came to the dark and dreary
prison cells. There was one prisoner in particular the king had
interest in visiting. This one was kept isolated from all the
others in a small cell. There was only a small flickering torch
provided as light. But drules had excellent night vision so this
did not hinder the king from seeing his prisoner.

Zarkon ordered the
door be opened. The prisoner was chained in the cell so there was
no worry of escape. There in the darkened prison sat a man who
looked suprisingly a great deal like Lotor. Except he was older
than Lotor and his hair was not white, but grey. At one time it
had been a brilliant silver hue, but the years spent in isolation
and darkness had dulled its brilliance. Around one of his ankles
was a rusted metal shackle chained to the floor. He sat with his
back against the wall. His eyes were closed until he heard the
cell door slowly creak open. He got to his feet as Zarkon entered
the cell.

"Amazing that
after twenty three years you've still got the will to live. I
must say I admire your spirit to have survived this long."
The king said haughtily.

"If you've come
here to kill me, then kill me and be done with it. It isn't
enough that you have robbed my daughter of her father. It isn't
enough that my people were robbed of their king. It isn't enough
that you destroyed our family." The man said gruffly.

"I'll end your
pathetic life when I see fit. But that is not the reason I'm
here. I thought it would amuse you to know I have taken a new
bride. A bride who will give me the heir I should have had in
that worthless son of mine." Zarkon replied.

The man's yellow eyes
flashed expressing a deep seeded anger that had grown within him
for decades. "You have the audacity to call him your
son." The man growled.

"He always
called me father didn't he? I believe that makes him my son. Or
should I say, made him my son." Zarkon said with an
evil chuckle.

The stranger's eyes
widened at the last statement. "What do you
mean...made?"

"That's why I've
taken a new bride. My son is no longer with us. Princess, or
rather I should say, Queen Coralle will give me an heir that will
be molded in my image." Zarkon answered coldly.

"You heartless
bastard..."

"Don't blame me
for what happened to the boy. If he had been the son I wanted him
to be he would still be here. Now he is no longer any of my
concern. Lotor would not have survived the fate I sent him to.
Now that he is no longer a problem, I can finally rid myself of
two very painful thorns in my side. I will launch an attack on
planet Arus. Soon I will destroy Voltron and princess Allura will
be nothing more than a bad memory in my brain." Zarkon said.

"You lie. He's
not dead. If nothing else you would keep him alive just to
torture me." The man retorted.

"Oh I did enjoy
the knowledge that he started out as ruthless as I was. But ever
since he laid eyes on that wench Allura, everything was
ruined." Zarkon replied.

"You cannot stop
destiny. They were meant to be together and you know it."

"I already have
stopped destiny. Lotor is dead. Of that I can be sure. No one
leaves the slave planet Carnos alive." Zarkon said.

"You sent him to
Carnos! You monster!" The man shouted as he rushed at
Zarkon. But in his anger he forgot that his ankle was shackled to
the floor. The length effectively hindered him from reaching the
king. His hands reached out for Zarkon's throat to no avail. The
wicked king only laughed.

"Well, I see
you've got some fight left in you after all." He replied
walking away from the prisoner. "Perhaps in another twenty
years I'll see fit to bestow mercy upon you and end your
suffering."

The man fell to his
knees trying to fight back his anger. "No. He's lying.
Lotor can't be dead. He can't be. He and Allura must be
together." He thought to himself.

He sat back against
the wall fighting to drown out the words Zarkon had planted in
his mind. "This is nothing more than a lie to break my
spirit. He is not dead. You cannot stop destiny...brother."

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Lotor found himself
back in his cell. His eyes opened slowly as he began to stir. He
looked up to find Kargos standing outside his prison. He had a
whip in his hand. His expression was one of pure malice.

"You killed one
of my guards you little bastard." He snarled.

"Forgive me if I
don't observe a moment of silence." Lotor growled.

"It's not your
silence I've come for boy. You're going to repay this loss with
your pain. Take him!" Kargos barked.

Three guards entered
Lotor's cell and forced him to his feet. Though he was still too
weak to struggle, Kargos wasn't going to take any chances. The
three brutes forced him from his cell. Kargos stood behind him
and began lashing him with the whip. The other prisoners watched
as Kargos admininstered the brutal torture. Everytime the whip
came down Lotor gritted his teeth determined not to make a sound.
He wasn't about to let these slaves see him in agony. But after
all the pain he'd already endured and the relentless sting of the
whip cutting into his flesh time after time he could no longer
hold his tongue. He cried out in pain as the whip lashed
mercilessly against his back. Blood began to pool as it dripped
from the fresh lacerations in his skin.

After a few moments
Kargos grew tired of the young drule's screams and stopped
flogging him. "Put him back in his cell." The ogre
leader ordered.

The guards shoved
Lotor back into his cell where he fell to the ground shaking from
the immense pain. Kargos slammed the cell door shut leaving the
prisoner to endure the after affects of the lashing.

"Tomorrow we'll
see how well you work with your back on fire and your stomach
empty." He growled and left.

to be continued...
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