Memories: An Unchosen Path

Chapter 1: Rise

Slight kink warning and swear warning. (Not hardcore kink but you'll see) Enjoy! 😉 (also maybe put the music as you read? I don't know if it fits the theme heck)
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"Sire, you are being summoned."

Those were the first words I heard as I awoke from a deep slumber. I opened my eyes to see I was still trapped in my sleeping quarters. I rubbed my eyes, a look of disgust covering my face. "I don't want to go see the disappointment of a father I have again-" I started.

"Not by your father. Haggar," the guard at my door said.

My ears perched up like a cat's. Ugh I absolutely detest when they do that!

"Well then, I guess I shouldn't keep my dear mother waiting (A/N: yes I'm headcanon-ing Haggar as Lotor's mother).

Throwing my covers off, I strode to my closet. "Hey, servant, what do you recommend I wear? Something nice, it's my first time out of this jail in years," I asked, taunting him with the name servant.

He growled, but answered. "Wear your coronation outfit."

I stopped in my tracks. Did I hear correctly?

"Mind repeating that again, servant? I don't think I understood what you meant."

"You heard right. Put on your coronation outfit, sire."

I twirled a piece of white hair on my slender fingers. What's happening, and why was father not the one summoning me? How much have I missed? Last thing I remember was being shut away after my father and the Altean king, Alfor, had a fight, which did not end well. But that was ten thousand years ago.

I shrugged nonetheless. Coronation outfit meant good news, right?

I took it off its hangar and layed it on my bed. Stripping down, I added layer by layer onto me, putting the armor and cape last. I brushed the long sheet of hair down my back until it was sleek and shined.

Seemingly presentable, I stood by the door, leaning on the wall, checking my nails. "Ready when you are, servant."

He grunted. There was a click by the handle as the guard unlocked the door.

As soon as I heard him take out the key, I pulled the door open, and rushed out, putting an arm around him. I smiled devilishly, stroking the guard's face around the mask.

"I've been stuck in there for so long, with no one to play with," I said, mock pouting. I got closer to his Galran ear and breathed, "How about after this summon, we come back and have a little ah...fun," I licked my lips, and lowered a hand near his pants.

Suddenly he buckled, and crossed his legs. I looked down, and smirked, my work accomplished. "I see you have a little, something down there wanting to get out," I said with my eyes still on him, pointing with my finger.

The guard shoved me off, trying to get a hold of himself. "Fuck you."

I winked at him, making him buckle again. "I know you want to."

I saw him blush furiously from under his mask. I loved having the pleasure of messing with others. It was funny to see how weak they were for it.

I flicked my hair and made way for the guard to pass. "After you, you gay kink."

The guard took the front, while I followed. I took the moment to look around. The inside hasn't changed. It still glowed purple, and the halls were crawling with guards. Something in the air felt...different. I didn't know what it was, but it wasn't good. I forgot about my cover and I began to get serious. It showed in my face I could tell.

As my guard and I passed by others, they pointed at us, whispering.

"Is that-?"
"Prince Lotor!"
"He's grown so much."
"Do you think he'll be better than his father?"
"He better be."
"When did he get so much white hair?"
"Is that really him?"

I gave them all a snide smile out of the corner of my mouth, and kept a regal posture worthy of a king. The guard and I continued on our way and soon reached the throne room.

Near the throne, stood a figure I recognized. I lost my cool.

"Mother?" I asked.

Sure enough, Haggar turned around and saw me. She gave me the smallest smile. "Lotor, my son."

"Mother!" I rushed forward towards her and gave her a hug. She was surprised at first, but hugged me tight. I felt a tear escape, and I brushed it away quickly. I pulled back.

My mother looked at me fondly. "You've grown into a handsome young man, Lotor. You'll do great," she told me grabbing me by my shoulders.

I mind blanked out. "What do you mean-?" I searched for my father. "And where's-?"

She sighed. "I don't know how much you remember, but Voltron....has gotten new Paladins. Your father tried taking it back, but...the Paladins...did a great deal of damage to him. He's in coma," she finished, hurt in her eyes. Then she looked back up at me and bore into my eyes. "In your father's absence, the Galra are in need of a new leader. Lotor, my son, you shall be our new king."

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I feel like it was a short chapter oOF

But anyways, how was it? I'm so excited for this fic I legit finished this chapter in a day lmao. As most of you know by now (if you know me on Insta) I have a thing for Lotor. Like a BIG thing. I'm over protective agh. The kink I put was just to introduce him as a character, how most people see him as. But you'll see sooner of later >:)

I'm so evil for leaving y'all on cliffhangers I'm sorry, but I gotta keep you reading 😉

Knowing myself, I'll probably have the next chapter soon

Until then, AUUUUUTHORRRR OUUUT!!