I punched a robot in the gut.
Of course, I was still exhausted, but I didn't feel like sleeping. I had a feeling that I'd get nightmares.
"Watch your left." Nunarae murmured. She was clearly upset too.
I stepped back, watching the robot miss me. I'd set the training thing to one. I didn't feel like getting beaten up at the moment.
I let it regain its balance, and we both got into a fighting stance again.
My eyes still stung, and the occasional tear made its way down my face. I didn't really care, but it mildly annoyed me due to the blurriness. This just made me more frustrated.
"(Y/n), your legs. Jump." Nunarae advised as the robot sloppily tried to trip me. I jumped, and punched it in the face.
I saw that the tracker was now blinking blue instead of that purplish colour. It relieved me, in some ways.
"Step left." Nunarae said.
I did so, and managed to swing my leg under the robot, tripping it instead. I shut my eyes as it hit the floor with a loud bang. It didn't get up again.
I sighed shakily as silence filled the room, and put my hands to my eyes. I must've looked pathetic, standing in the middle of a room with a dead robot at my feet, blubbering by myself.
"(Y/n)..." Nunarae whispered. I could tell that she didn't know what to do. She couldn't hug me, she couldn't see me, she couldn't stand there and just...be there. She was the only parental figure I currently had in my life, and I was getting homesick. I missed my dad, and my mom, and my brother, and my friends.
I remembered walking along the market area, drinking smoothies with my friends and laughing at their jokes, and adding my own.
I remembered yelling at my brother for something stupid, like not letting the cat outside before dinner.
I remembered my mom and dad hugging me and embarrassing me like parents would do.
I remembered telling off my comrades for worrying about me being the only female in the army, and proving them that I could do anything. I was so prideful of that day.
I was prideful for all of them.
For actually once living there, and not questioning it.
And now I was here.
Here, in this castle, in the middle of a room, with a robot at my feet, blubbering by myself.
"(Y/n)..?" I heard a voice echo from the entrance. I tensed, and rubbed the tears away.
"Yeah?" My voice cracked. Good going, me. Now whoever was there was worried for me.
There was the quiet tapping of footsteps, and I felt a hand in my shoulder. I turned my head towards it slightly, acknowledging it.
"You're not okay." Shiro observed.
"Thanks, captain obvious." I muttered.
I could sense him smile, and I sighed. "Need me to come back?"
"No. We're all done." He said, tentatively turning me around. I looked away. "Pidge sent their apologies."
I nodded. "That's nice. I guess I accept it. Doesn't mean I'll be as merciful next time."
He chuckled. "There won't be a 'next time', as far as we know." He paused. "Can I ask why you left?"
I realized that they hadn't heard what had gone on in my head, and I looked down.
"I just... broke down from shock." I lied quickly. "Sorry, I know. It's a little lame."
"No, it's okay. We all have our own weaknesses." He smiled.
This guy was cool.
I looked up at him. "Thank you for understanding. Do you think you could tell everyone that I'm fine? I want to sleep."
He nodded, and ruffled my hair. I pushed him away, laughing.
"Alright. See you tomorrow." He said, and left the training area.
I waited a moment before padding off to my room.
I dimmed the lights, as I disliked sleeping in the dark because it reminded me of my old cell.
I flopped on my bed, and curled up under the blankets. It took a long time for me to sleep, though.

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Nothing is Good in War Except it's Ending-Voltron x Reader
FanfictionAn unexpected visitor with secrets and dangerous fighting tactics crash lands onto Altea, where she is found by the legendary Voltron. Many of her secrets are uncovered, and she is also able to kick Galra butt. Pretty cool, right?