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Comatose 》Voltron [Voltron WA 2017]

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{Second book to the Hybrid Series } In place of Azalea's heart-wrenching absence was now Starlin. The stone-cold daughter of Zarkon. All of her siblings are dead. But yet there's still a voice in her mindscape. Fighting her own emotions and the bit...

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Chapter 1

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by Hitoshxii

by Hitoshxii

                                    
                                              TO ME IT LOOKED LIKE IT POSTED THE WRONG VERSION SO LEMME TRY AGAIN *RINGS BELL* ROUND TWO
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Your highness, your mother is dead."
                          Twelve year-old Starlin stared at the soldier with shock.
"What?", she asked in disbelief, "How?"
                          "She died in childbirth ", he replied.

                          Ferin looked up from his book.
"What?", he asked threateningly.
                          The soldier shook nervously in front of the two.
"Y-your father wants you to see him", he stuttered, "T-to see the baby."
                          Ferin stood up.
                          "Let's go then."
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                          Starlin put her face in her hands.
                          Azalea is dead.
                          Another sibling of mine is dead.
                          Because of me.
                          A single tear slid down her cheek and onto the table. 
                          Why does this always happen?
                          She looked down at the white jumpsuit the Alteans placed her in. Some sort of handcuffs held her wrists to the table.
                          They had told her that she would have to be questioned once the Red Paladin woke up. 
                          When they all finally realize Azalea is gone.
                          And Starlin was there instead.
                          This is not going to go well for me.
I already have a bad reputation with them.
                          "Where did my life go wrong?", she asked aloud.
                          Her life was born wrong.
                          Everything went wrong.
                          But there was that one day where everything took a turn for the worse.
                          The evidence still lingered on Starlin.
                          The edge of her right wrist.
                          A burn scar.
                          In the shape of a little hand.
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                          WELCOME BACK TO HELL