Warning: Body transformation, little bit of blood, emotions
The desert wind brushed through Keith's hair as he took in the view of the sunset. The so called 'failed Kerberos mission' was about a month ago and Keith refuses to believe it was a pilot error that caused the mission to go south.
He put his helmet back on and rode his bike back to his shack. When he arrived he looked at his board full of scattered papers pinned to its walls with different colored strings connecting some papers. A weird... sensation came from a cave that he knew he could feel but couldn't get through it. With pictures taken of strange carvings on its walls, old articles that date back centuries of weird signals from radio stations and satellites, more pictures of strange air crafts with more words and pictures that he couldn't keep track of and it was driving him crazy!
Moments later he would hear something from outside, he knew he was a fair distance away from the garrison and the small town that was even further so there was hardly any noise except for the small creatures and coyotes that usually came out at night.
He quickly plucked the build board off the wall and hid it underneath a secret compartment underneath the floorboard that he found in his time living in the shack. He didn't exactly know why he hid it but something in the back of his mind told him it was for the best.
After safely storing the board away he caught a quick glance at his knife, the one his dad gave him. He didn't know what was outside and a part of him told him to bring it with him but a much larger part of him didn't want to lose the remaining part of his dad and mom and have it taken away so he stored it away. He placed the board pieces back in place and took the axe hanging from the wall and cautiously made his way outside, he wasn't ready for what awaited him.
"Let me go!" Keith yelled, weird purple robots handcuffed him and held his arms tight he was sure they were going to bruise if they held on any longer. He was shoved into a room and made to kneel in front of someone, glancing up there stood a purple figure with white hair and red marks that went down their eyes to their cheeks looking down at him.
Something about their yellow eyes and the way they looked down at them sent shivers down his spine.
The robot spoke in an unfamiliar language and left on what seemed to be on command from the other alien.
"So-" it spoke earilly, making Keith hold back a shiver, from the way it croaked out it's words and that it magically knew how to speak English. "You're human?" They asked, Keith stayed silent.
"So be it, take it to the prison, I'll be seeing you in a while, human." They spoke before another pair of robots came in and took him away, making him feel helpless and defenseless walking down unknown hallways knowing his life was in danger if he stayed any longer.
The robots threw him into a cell and the door slammed shut behind him, he threw himself at the door to try to break it to no avail though he expected that.
"Damn it!" He yelled before flopping down and laid on the cold floor. "Keith?" A familiar voice called out to him, and he sat up immediately. "Matt?" "Keith what the hell are you doing here?!" Matt said, panic present in his voice. "What the hell are you doing here?!" He asked back, "I got abducted obviously!" "We there's your answer!" "But you should be back on earth!" He stressed, Keith stayed silent looking down at the floor. "God Shiro's going to lose his shit when he comes back." Matt grumbled, "Shiro's here too?" Keith asked, "Of course, everyone on the Kerberos was taken by the galra, dad was taken to a different prison." Matt growled, "... sorry." "It's not your fault, don't apologize."
Minutes later footsteps approached near Keith's location and a door opened, grunting from someone being shoved inside, door slamming shut, and the footsteps faded away as they left.
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Voltron oneshots discontinued
FanfictionI got bored and all these Voltron stories kept coming to my head so I'm turning them into one-shots. The majority of them will be kangst because keith suffering brings joy to my cold stone broken heart. There may be some fluff and klance but just a...