Chapter 32

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Chapter 32: Sweet Redemption

Allura played with the keypad by the wall, trying to see if she could manage to open the door. For probably the millionth time, she saw the red button on the stupid keypad light up, suggesting that she had inputted the wrong pass code. She tried screaming earlier, but no one came to her aid. She knew no one would. Nothing in the room could harm her, nothing yet, at least.

The stupid red light once again popped in front of her eyes, "Damn it!" the princess blurted out, frustrated at yet another failed attempt. She knew that millions of combinations existed, but she couldn't find any other way to escape from the room. As futile as it seemed, it was the only thing she could think of.

She tried another code and the door opened. "Yes!" she almost yelled excitedly, but immediately her smile withered as someone entered. "Keith?"

Staring back at her were the coldest, black eyes she had ever seen.

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Lotor couldn't contain the sudden wave of exhilaration he felt as he walked back to his room. No one ever dared to touch anything in the witch's lair, but then again, there was never anyone as brave as him to do it.

After ridding himself of the atrocious whore who occupied his room for a short time, the prince began thinking that it would take more than a blaster to stop his father and his merry band of followers, who would surely put him down at Zarkon's orders. The blaster he possessed would only keep him alive for a short while. He needed to be smart. He placed his new clothes on the bed and walked out of the room, his destination, the witch's laboratory.

After watching the witch disappear into her meditation room, he went to the cabinet. Lotor thought he'd have problems accessing it, since he didn't have the supposed key the witch held on her neck; he was wrong. In actuality, the prince found that the witch used some type of illusion to fool anyone who dared try to access it. Once he looked into it, he found that the cabinet could easily be broken into. He put the gun on silence and blasted the thing open. The amulet immediately began to glow. He took it without reservations.

After he made sure neither his so called father, nor the usurper of the commander, would come back, he returned to his room. Now, Lotor had everything he needed to complete his plan. Inside the bathroom, he saw the pool of red water on the tub. He snorted in disgust. A whore's blood in my dwellings. He would have rather bathed, but instead used the shower. He had to look perfect to meet his father. It was time for him to become exactly the prince Zarkon wanted him to be. Zarkon wanted him to succeed and he would, at the king's cost.

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Inside the meditation chambers, Haggar's chanting grew wilder as she tried to seek the source. Evil is present. Evil is near! She kept thinking.

Then, she began to foresee the events that would soon take place. Evil is here! She continued her prayers only to find that the vision told her all. Evil is present within the confines of Doom. She told herself. Then she saw another image, death. But whose? Powers that be, open my eyes!

Then the powers that be showed her all and her black heart began to pump faster than it ever had in her life.

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After the discovery of items in the vents by the Drule androids, Cossack sprinted to Starr's room, not only to notify her, but also to seek her guidance. He now knew that the professor walked among them in disguise. Later in the night, he was notified that guards had also found the remains of a Drule android, practically skinned of its suit. The woman knew how to use a knife. This didn't sit well with Cossack. She had outsmarted, and was still outsmarting, an entire army of Drules. As he walked along the hallways and droids passed right by him, he questioned if anyone of them was her. When Zarkon finds out, he's going to slaughter me, he thought as he continued on his path. The Drule needed to find the woman soon or his life would surely end tonight. Zarkon always kept his promises.

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