Diamond Heart | Voltron (Keith Kogane) [4]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢: 𝙲𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛

𝙲𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛

    Running and running.

    Running...

    Running...

    Running...

    And running...

    Snapping awake as you thought you were falling off of a cliff. Body coming back to its senses.

    Breathing heavily. Swallowing hard.

     You were not fine. You had told Keith that you were and that he should go to the carnival to relax and have fun with Astraea and Lance and not to worry about you.

    But...

    Lifting your hand up to your visions, your nails sharpened like claws protruding out as long as fingernails naturally were. Your mind was all over the place.

    Eyes lifting seeing Keith staring at a hung up sketch your grandmother had made of her dead friends. "Keith, I thought I told you to go and not worry about me."

    Keith kept staring at the sketch, the drawing. "Vurana made this?"

     "She made a lot of things, Keith," you wave off, continuing, "Things that I should purge and throw away." Throwing the covers off only to find him completely gone.

     A voice fills the air, "Like you did with me."

    Lotor.

    Horror filled your features as your eyes scanned the room finding no one there. Your eyes landing right in front of you standing at the edge of your bed. "It's good to see you again, my witch."

     "Lotor," you swallowed hard.

     "Yes, Y/n."

    "How did you get in here?"

     Lotor didn't answer, only smirking, "Now I thought you would be happy to see me." He moves a little when you slide off the bed standing up.

    Hissing out, "Enough with the games, what are you doing here?!"

    He raises a bushy clean white brow. Standing there never answering. "We both desire the same thing. To destroy Haggar."

    "You mean Honerva."

    "Honerva's been dead for quite some time, Shadowsinger, she died when Diabazaal was destroyed." Lotor states. "She's Haggar, always has, always been. The witch may change her name but never her nature."

    Just like you.

    "And how do you suggest we take her down?" She steps closer to Lotor, steps so close that there is only a gap of air left between their chest. "You forget she's powerful."

    "More than you?" Lotor brings up. "Now I was given the impression both you and her were at the same level playing field. But if you doubt your abilities then there's that energy that Allura has locked up. That inkling of darkness and light, it hails from the Quintessence field."

    Somehow in some way without realizing you were there staring at this energy. Your feet never once moved but within a blink of an eye you were there. "Entities like this gave Haggar the ability to conquer worlds."

    "And what of my gift?"

    Lotor smirks, reliving this moment again. "You were designed to protect it, to destroy everything like Haggar in a means of survival."