His Beautiful Nightmare 》Voltron [Voltron WA 2017]

Chapter 46

"Halt!", a guard shouted.

Lance's eyes widened in alarm.
He tossed Piflin on his shoulder and took off running through the crowd.

"Excuse me!", he shouted, dodging both stalls and Jaspanians, "Paladin of Voltron coming through! Gotta go fast!"

He managed to lose the guards.

He grinned up at Piflin, "Looks like we lost them, heh buddy?"

He spun around.

And ran directly into a furious-looking Brenan.

Crap.

"Prince!", the commander barked, "You were forbidden to come here!"

Lance felt Piflin slide off his shoulders and stand fearfully behind him. All the partygoers turned to stare at the scene of conflict.

"I-I just wanted to come...", Piflin admitted quietly.

One of the guards jabbed Piflin in the back with a staff. The little boy fell to the ground screaming in agony as an electric pulse surged through him.

A guard grabbed Lance before he could grab Brenan.

"He's just a little kid!", the Blue Paladin raged, "Leave him alone!"

Brenan sneered at him, snatching Piflin up by the wrist.

The crowd gasped in terror at Piflin's wide yellow eyes, which were overflowing with painful tears, and the black marking down his cheek.

Still holding the boy by his wrist, Brenan lifted him like a reward over his head.

"This is your beloved Prince!", he boomed to the crowd, "Not of full Jaspanian blood! He is an abomination of the Galra Empire itself! Pathetic. Weak. Worthless. He is a danger to us all!"

Piflin wailed in fear and pain. Lance fumed, wishing He could save the little boy from the agony.

Shiro and Allura ran up, but the guards stopped them.

"Let him go!", Shiro ordered.

Brenan chuckled.
"Fine."

He threw Piflin to the ground.
"Take him to lockup."

Piflin curled up into a ball, sobbing his little heart out.

Lance punched the guard and ran by his side.
"It's okay Pif, I got you little buddy", he tried to reassure him. He held the little Prince in his arms, challenging anyone who came near him.

Strangly, the wind around them picked up, becoming almost Gale-force.

Brenan growled, snatching the electrocuting pole from one of the guards and jabbed Lance in the side with it.

Piflin's head snapped up at Lance's shout of pain. He lifted a hand, and held it at Brenan.

The wind knocked the staff out of his hands.

Brenan glared at him, knowing it was Piflin's hidden gift that did it.

He crushed Piflin's wrist in his hand and held him to his face.

"You are not worthy of existence ", he hissed.

Piflin balled up his face and let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Azalea!"