The Knight of Voltron

Part Galra?

Keith's POV

I stood there in complete shock as the Galra Prisoners all looked at me as if they were inspecting me as the clung to the cell bars. I didn't even notice Pidge's reaction until she shouted;

"Part Galra!"

"Pidge, you want to say that a little louder?" I asked, "I don't think the whole castle heard."

"Sorry." She said gathering her composure. "You're part Galra?" She asked as she poked me.

"N-No. I-I don't know." Pidge narrowed her eyes as she looked at the Galra's locked up.

"Is he?"

"Yes."

"You actually believe them?" I asked Pidge. "They are Galra."

"According to them so are you." Pidge replied.

I groaned as I faced the male galra in the cell. "You say that I'm Galra. Why? My father was human, not Galra."

"And your mother?" The Galra asked. I was about to speak but not even I knew. My father told me about her but she could very well be anything. He never spoke about her as if she were different so not even I can verify if she was an alien or not. "Or perhaps a grandparent." He explained. "The blades react to Galra, those who have the blood of Galra in their veins. You can deny it all you want but the fact is, Galra blood runs in your veins."

Galra blood. I'm part Galra? I could hear Pidge calling me but it all faded to muffled voices as I ran out of the dungeon. I only stopped when I was clear of the dungeon and the guards guarding it. They tried to stop me but I pushed past them. I didn't stop until I ran into my Lion's station. 

I sat at his feet as I tried to easy myself. I began to question everything I knew. My father. My mother. I know the Galra are bad and now I know I'm one of them. What will the others say? The village? The Princess?

"Keith?" Pidge called out as she ran into the black lion's station. "I've been calling you."

I only shook my head. "Why?" I asked. "I'm Galra."

Pidge stopped in her tracks at my words. I looked at her and she looked at me as if I was crazy. 

"Are you serious?" She asked. "Keith, regardless if you are Galra, I know you. You oppose the Galra's plan. You are our friend. Do you really think I care or that any of us would care if you are Galra?"

My answer was enough.

"Keith, while it is weird to know you are Galra. It's mind-blowing, but I know you. You are hot-tempered, you hate Lance but will protect him. A Galra would let him die. You are our leader, not some blood-thirsty Galra. Which clearly not all Galra are. Truth being; while we are connected by blood to our parents, our blood doesn't make us our parents, we choose in life what we want to do and be. We don't pick our parents, we do get to pick our futures and who we want to be."

I understand what Pidge is trying to say but how can she guarantee the others will feel the same way. The Galra nearly killed all of the Alteans. 

"I know you're right. But what of Alura, Romelle, and Coran. They are the last of their kind because of my- because of the Galra. What guarantee do I have that when they look at me, they won't see another Galra who killed their kind."

"You don't. You just have to take a leap of faith. But I've seen you interact with Romelle, Coran, and Allura. You're like a big brother to Romelle. A son to Coran, and...a best friend to Allura. Surely those feelings they have will outweigh what your blood is." Pidge said. 

I hope she's right.

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Sorry it's been a few months. But since it's summer, hopefully I should be updating weekly.