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Keith x Glara - What are you?

Requested by: Exystech

"What are you?" Keith growled. His bloodied sabre pointed a deathly stare at your stomach. Keith's eyes burned with a desire to kill.

"Not a figment of your imagination" You answered.

"I don't understand, why did you do it?" Keith demanded. His voice panted in exhaustion. "Why?" He sobbed. "Look at them!" Keith ordered. You looked at the pile of dead bodies through the lenses of your mask. Pidge, Shiro, Lance, Allura, Hunk and Coran all lay on the floor covered in their own blood. "Why did you do it?" He demanded.

"I think the question you should ask is why did you do it?" You said.

"That doesn't matter! You were the one who did this. You poisoned me!" Keith screamed.

"You let yourself get poisoned" You scoffed.

"Arg!" Keith growled, his eyes fading into an eerie shade of yellow.

"Admit it, Keith, you're one of us now," You said. "It's too late denying otherwise."

"How are you able to sleep? How are you able to drift off into a state of peace so great that you can sleep?" Keith asked.

"The same reason you are able to sleep Keith because I know that I did something right" You answered. You pulled your leather glove off of your hand and extended to Keith. "Come on, come with me," You said. Keith stared at your bare hand. It was tainted with an unnatural colour of purple. Claws extended off of your fingers like it was nails and though you wore a mask, he knew what your face looked like.

Keith lowered his head. His Bayard shrunk into its form. Keith lifted his eyes toward yours. It sparkled with sorrow; a void had just begun to form. You stared at back those eyes, you knew what was coming next. You took the first move and grabbed his arm, sweeping his legs under him and stood on top with your foot resting on his chest.

"So, you're just like the rest of them" Keith panted sorrowfully.

"I am who I was born to be Keith, a soldier of the Galran Empire" You answered. You released his arm and back away.

"What's your motive, are you going to kill me or make me do the dirty work like some game of cat and mouse?" Keith questioned.

"I'm here to assassinate the Paladins of Voltron, deliver the Lions to Lord Zarkon and make him the supreme leader of the universe at any means necessary. I am going to the bridge to steer this ship to his base, whether you are with me or not is your decision. If, however, you choose to defy me I will cut you down with no mercy" You answered.

"So is that it? The past year of giving you a home, shelter and me? I loved you (y/n), you were the most important thing in my life and you're just going to throw all of this away just because of some duty you have?!" Keith growled. "Did they die for this?" Keith shouted. His Bayard was readied and pointed towards the corpses behind you. The blood dampened your boots. You carelessly wiped the blood off as if it were dirt.

"Yes, they died just because of this" You answered. Your face dampened as a pool began to form at the bottom of your helmet.

"I know you're hurt by this" Keith said. He blankly looked at your mask. "I know that deep down you are sorry for what you've done. I know you (y/n), stop acting like some sort of machine" Keith begged.

You painfully turned your face away. "That person that you knew is not real. We as Galra are taught to lie, cheat and steal what is necessary in order to raise our empire higher. If it means loving you in deception then so be it" You answered.

Keith's face crumbled into depression. "So you really are like the rest of them" Keith sobbed.

"What did you expect, I'm a Galra," You said. Keith growled and rushed toward you with his sword. You stepped to the side as he tripped over the corpses. "Come on Keith, I taught you better than that" You laughed. Keith roared a battle cry and hammered his sword down to your head.

You raised your forearm to the blade and punched Keith in the guts. He grunted in pain while you spun his arm behind his back. A sharp kick from your boot sent Keith to his knees. "Keith I am disappointed in you," You said.

"If you need to kill me, do it," Keith said.

"Is that what you want? To be killed by your lover?" You asked.

"You are not my lover if do not love me, but I am your lover no matter what you say because I fell in love with a Galra soldier who came to us when she was sad and broken."

"Shut up Keith" You growled, unsheathing your Galran blade on his neck.

"I pitied her knowing what it's like to be abandoned and alone. I loved you because you stood resilient in spite of your trials. I love you because deep down you are kind, gentle and strong in your love for others. And do you know what the best part is (y/n)? It's that no one knows about it" Keith answered. "No one knows you are kind inside and out."

You grit your teeth and repeated the image of Keith falling to the floor with a split neck. Your tears washed your face with denial. A tug of war sprouted in your heart. Keith and Zarkon battled for the dominance of your heart and soul. You stood in the middle and watched the battle. Keith was desperate with tears in his face while Zarkon had a mask of sheer victory already painted on his face. Keith fought with everything he had and held his ground. You gripped the blade's hilt and pressed forward.

Blood sprayed the hallway. Keith's voice gargled with pain, but the blood muffled his scream. You clenched your jaw and turned away from the sight as soon as you had done the deed. Your mask was almost half full of water. You took your mask off and left it on the floor. With no one to see your face, you wept full heartedly until you reached the bridge. The castle rejected your commands. You were ready for this. A corrupted crystal was plugged into the bridge and now the castle was in your hands. You pressed a few buttons and an image of Zarkon appeared on the screen.

"The deed is done, I hope you will be proud, father," You said.

"Well done my eldest daughter, you may come home now" He sneered.

You held your head up high knowing that you were going to be showered with praise. Your friends would congratulate you, your rivals would have no other to every triumph to trump what you had done and your family would be more than proud for what you had done. You shook as you declared. "Vrepit Sa!" Zarkon sneered and nodded his head.

Your whole body shook. As soon as the castle slipped into the wormhole, you requested that the body of the Paladins be moved into the infirmary and the armour kept on them. The drones swarmed toward the castle and lazily picked the Paladins like rag dolls. When it was Keith's turn you turned away as his limbs fell limp.

"Sir, Lord Zarkon has ordered that the bodies and the uniform be burnt," The drone said.

"What?! I ordered you to take them to the infirmary" You shouted.

"Yes, but Lord Zarkon ordered this to be done before you even left to begin your mission," The drone said. You growled and slammed your fist into the wall nearest to you.

"Fine, burn them" You sobbed. Your memories went up in flames that night. The Paladins were burnt, but you requested that they were burnt in honour. Hagar and Zarkon at first refused, but you convinced them that they were great enemies and that the Galran Empire should respect them for holding their own for so long. It took a few hours, but you break through to them. Now they were one respected alters that burnt brightly.

You stared at Keith's face and remembered what it would have looked like. You remembered nights when he was exhausted. You would carry him to his bed and stroke his strands of hair knowing that this would happen vice versa. Tears stayed solid in your eyes. The whole Galran world was watching and you wanted to present yourself strong. Soon you would assume the throne and reminiscing someone who is dead was not going to help you become a leader.

"Keith," You whispered. "Os meum es, et non amans merear esse vestrum."