Redemption and Destiny | By : alucardsangel1973 Category: +S to Z > Voltron Views: 2221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 4:
Realization
Through the night
Lotor tried to sleep. He'd learned to adjust to the cold stone
floor with water constantly staining its surface. The minor aches
and pains of his labor he could have ignored. But the brutal
sting of the whip continued to prevail upon his injured body long
after the torture had ended. Any way he moved he felt the
lacerations stretch with his skin causing him immense agony. He
could still hear the angry shouts of the other slaves ringing in
his ears.
"How does
the whip feel you monster! Now you know how we feel!"
"I hope you
carry those scars for the rest of your miserable life!"
"How do they
endure this night after night and day after day?" He
thought to himself. Now that he knew how the other half lived, he
was beginning to understand why they hated him so much.
All too soon his
restless sleep was ended by the snap of whip outside his cell. It
was time to go to work. He struggled to get to his feet. His back
still aching along with the rest of his body, yet he offered no
protest as he was shackeled and led to the mines. He took his
mining pick and began to bore into the wall as was his task now.
He was tired, hungry and in great pain. Yet he continued to work.
He heard several guards walking past making sure the workers did
not take any unscheduled breaks. The guards began to talk of King
Zarkon and his marriage to princess Coralle. Though he kept his
eyes focused upon the wall, his ears were intently listening to
every word being said.
"Yes, King
Zarkon has taken a new bride in Princess Coralle. She graciously
accepted his proposal to become his queen and bear him a new heir
to his throne." One guard said.
"And now that he
has a new queen he plans on launching a new assualt on Planet
Arus. Voltron doesn't stand a chance now that the king is in full
control of the attack plans. Planet Arus will be conqured. King
Zarkon has already assured lord Kargos there will be plenty of
new slaves to work the mines. We're going to be in need of new
workers seeing as so many have expired." Another responded.
"Perhaps Zarkon
will be generous and throw in the Arusian Princess. We could use
some fresh entertainment around here."
Lotor fought to keep
himself from turning around and getting into another fight. The
very thought of Allura being made into a mine worker or worse
made his blood boil. Then came a thought that made his blood run
cold. She was still the pilot of the blue lion. Now that Zarkon
was in total control, no mercy would be shown to the young
princess. It could very well mean her death.
"No, not
her. Anyone but her!" He thought. Allura was in danger
and there was nothing he could do about it. What if she did
manage to survive the war? He didn't like the potential future
she could be headed for. Being forced to mine lazon on Carnos,
reduced to a domestic servant in castle Doom, or even worse. What
if Zarkon decided to take a more personal interest in the
princess. The very idea of him putting his hands on Allura made
Lotor sick to his stomach.
"But at one
time I was no different. The first time I laid eyes on Allura I
wanted her as my personal slave. The very things my father may do
to her would have been the very same things I would have done.
But at least I would have ensured she enjoyed it. She wouldn't
with...him." He thought as he continued boring into the
wall.
"No. I can't
let that happen to her. I...I love her too much to let her be
condemned to that sort of life. Damn my father if he can't stand
the fact that I love her. I won't let him hurt her."
He banged his pick
harder and harder against the wall letting his frustration show. "I
have to get out of here. I have to warn her even if she does hate
me. I may never have her as my bride, but at least I can try to
keep her safe." He thought with a new found
determination.
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Some distance away on
planet Arus, the Castle of Lions may have appeared peaceful on
the outside. Inside however; there was much apprehension and
unrest. Prime minister Coran had been given word of the impending
attack on the planet. One of the allies of the Galaxy Alliance
informed him of Zarkon's plans and also of his marriage to
Princess Coralle. The news both gave him a reason to worry, and
also a small reason for relief.
He took in a deep
breath as he prepared to address the members of the Voltron force
and Princess Allura. The five lion pilots, one of them being the
princess herself, assembled in the control room to hear Coran's
announcement.
"Good. I've
gathered you all here because I've distressing news. Through an
envoy from one of our allies I have learned that King Zarkon is
planning to launch an attack upon planet Arus." He said.
"Great. Another
chance to send his bratty kid home crying and another robeast to
the scrap heap. Why should that be such a big deal?" Lance
asked nonchalantly.
"I'm afraid it's
not going to be as easy as that. You see, I've also recieved word
that King Zarkon has taken a new bride, Princess Coralle. That
can only mean one thing. He has entered into marital union with a
woman of royal blood to produce a new heir to his throne."
Coran replied.
"You
mean..." Hunk began.
"Yes. That can
only mean that Lotor must be dead. Zarkon would not go to the
trouble to take a new wife for any other reason other than he now
has no heir to his crown. We can take this as a small measure of
relief that Lotor will no longer be a threat to Princess
Allura." Coran answered.
"Well, good bye
and good riddence to the bastard. Least he won't be around to
harrass the princess anymore." Lance said brashly.
"Young man!
Kindly watch your langauge! I will not have your filthy mouth
uttering such curses around the princess." Nanny scolded
sternly.
"Lotor
is...dead?" Allura thought with a mix of relief and
regret. She remembered the three words he had said to her before
their last encounter ended. "I love you."
"I guess you
must be pretty relieved he won't be around to bother you anymore
eh princess. Princess?" Pidge asked noticing the distant
look in Allura's eyes.
"Princess, you
ok?" Keith asked.
"I...I don't
take joy in anyone's death, not even Lotor's. He was a terrible
man, but still a wasted life is no cause for celebration."
Allura answered.
"Can't you men
see that this poor girl has been through too much already? Come
with me my dear. I'm taking you to your room so you can get some
rest." Nanny said as she insistantly ushered Allura away
from the control room.
"Perhaps Nanny
is right. Princess Allura has been under far too much stress as
of late. We should leave her to rest for now. When her mind is
calm she will be more focused upon the situation at hand."
Coran replied.
"Look, she's a
member of the team and all, but I honestly don't thinks she
should be piloting the blue lion in the condition she's in. I
mean, that last confrontation she had with Lotor and all. She
needs a break." Keith suggested.
"I agree. She
can best serve her people here on the ground. Sven is still on
planet Pollux with Princess Romelle. I will send a message to him
that he must take Allura's place as pilot of the blue lion once
again. I know Allura will not take it easily at first, but we're
doing this for her own good. Piloting the blue lion is a greater
risk for her now than it ever was. Lotor was never merciful upon
any of you, but he at least did have concern for the princess's
welfare. Zarkon however, will not have the same concerns. He
would certainly end her life if given the chance." Coran
said.
The team nodded their
heads in unified agreement. "It's what's best for the
princess. It's just too dangerous for her to pilot the blue lion
now. Get Sven here as soon as you can. I don't doubt Zarkon isn't
going to take his sweet time with this attack. Now that Lotor's
out of the way, he won't show us any mercy." Keith replied.
"Agreed."
Coran said.
*********************************************************
"I never
meant to hurt you Allura. I do love you. I only wish I could make
you believe that." The words played over and over in
Allura's mind as she lay on her bed trying to come to terms with
the news she'd recieved.
"Is he dead? Is
he really dead?" She asked herself. She let out a frustrated
sigh as she clutched her favorite pillow tightly in her arms.
"I love
you." Those three words she played back over and over
like a tape recorder. "How can he love me? He never
understood what love was. Did he?"
"I do love
you. I only wish I could make you believe that."
"How can a man
who destroyed so many lives and enslaved so many innocent people
know about love? He was the son of Zarkon. Zarkon has no
conception of what love is. How could his own son be any
different?"
Allura tossed and
turned trying to make sense of the situation. She found herself
beginning to question her own feelings about the man she had long
feared. "Yet he could have killed me at any time. He could
have taken me by force. Several times he tried. But something
always held him back. So many battles he had his chance to
destroy the blue lion knowing I was piloting it. Yet he always
held back. I feel so confused." Allura said as tears began
to fall from her eyes.
"Could he have
truly meant what he said, even if it was in his own mind."
*********************************************************
Another day of work
ended on Carnos. The workers were taken back to their cells.
Lotor entered his prison and sat down on the floor. A whirlwind
of emotions and questions stormed within his mind. He knew Allura
was in grave danger. And at present he could do nothing about it.
"I have to
get out of here. My father will show her no mercy. I don't know
if he'll take more joy in her death or in her suffering. Why was
I so cruel to her? Why can't I just be honest with myself? I love
her. The universe doesn't matter to me anymore. All that matters
now is her. I have to save her. I have to find a way off this
worthless rock. I have to get to her before my father does."
He thought to himself.
"Hurry up wench!
I haven't got all night." Kargos barked at a young woman.
She was given the task of serving the other workers their dinner,
scant as it was. Her name was Miranda. Once she had been a
striking beauty. While she was still a lovely young woman, much
of her beauty was now marred by the dirt and filth she was forced
to work in. Her lovely hair, once shiny and lusterous like spun
gold was now a dull and dirty brown. Her ivory skin was now
covered in dirt and dust from all the constant mining.
She walked into
Lotor's cell and set a small bowl in front of him. It contained a
rather crude and unappetizing stew. But seeing as he hadn't eaten
in over a day he wasn't going to complain. He said nothing as she
set the food on the ground. She quickly exited the cell, but gave
Lotor a quick backwards glance. Her eyes were kind and
sympathetic in their expression.
He thought nothing of
it at first. She was just doing what she was told to do. But why
would she give him a second look. It didn't matter at the moment.
He was practically starving as he started voraciously eating.
Perhaps he would be able to think better with food in his
stomach. Normally he would have been bothered by the other slaves
watching him eat in such a manner. But at the moment he didn't
care. He only knew he had to get food into his body to rebuild
his strength.
As he finished his
meal he thought about the young woman who'd brought it to him.
Despite the hell she was forced to endure, she still had a warm
and friendly look in her eyes. He found himself imagining what
she would have looked like outside of the slave mines. Then he
found himself superimposing Allura's face over that of the young
woman named Miranda. This could be Allura's fate.
Her beautiful golden
hair dulled by dirt and darkness. Her perfect skin covered with
filth and her sky blue eyes and warm smile reduced to a blank
expression. If Zarkon did not kill Allura, this would be her
future. He saw Allura's fate in the fate of young Miranda. He
buried his face in his hands knowing this could very well become
a reality. Death would be a more merciful fate. But as he himself
had learned, Zarkon was not a merciful king.
"I have to get
off this planet. But how? No one here is going to help me. I
enslaved most of the people here. They'd gladly watch me die a
slow death rather than help me off Carnos. I have to escape
somehow." He muttered to himself.
"So, finally
accepting your lot in life?" A voice asked.
Lotor looked up to
find Kargos standing outside his cell. "I thought it might
interest you to know your father has taken a new bride, Princess
Coralle." He said.
Lotor pretended to be
hearing the news for the first time. He was already aware of the
fact that Zarkon and Coralle had now joined in matrimony.
"Is this supposed to mean anything to me?" Lotor asked
trying to keep his temper at bay.
"I suppose not.
I just thought it might amuse you to know there will soon be a
new prince or princess taking your place." Kargos replied.
"Well you
thought wrong. As far as I am concerned I no longer have a
father." Lotor growled.
"Be that as it
may, soon the king will be commencing plans to attack Arus. I do
not doubt he will succeed where you have so often failed. He has
no concern for the Arusian princess as you do. I hope that she
survives the battle. Perhaps her beauty will brighten up these
dark surroundings." Kargos said.
"She'll die
before she lets herself be turned into a slave. Her spirit is too
strong to be broken by the likes of you or my father." Lotor
replied.
"That would
indeed be a pity. It has been a long time since we've known the
company of a lovely young woman. But if the princess decides to
be that foolish..."
"Who are you to
speak of her? You're not worthy of uttering her name." Lotor
said shooting Kargos an angry look.
"Very soon it
won't matter to you anyway. You'll be dead." Kargos warned.
"You've said
that several times now, and yet here I remain." Lotor
sneered.
"Don't worry. I
will change that soon enough. When you beg me for death, then I
will see that you get it." Kargos said.
"Then I guess
I'll be around for a long time because I never intend to beg you
for death or anything else for that matter." Lotor responded
defiantly.
"I will see to
it you eat those words before take your last breath." Kargos
said as he left Lotor's cell.
"And when I
get out of here I will see you driven to your knees. Then it will
be you begging for mercy. You and my father both."
to be continued...
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