Vrepit Sa (Voltron Fanfiction) - Completed

Chapter 8: Victory

A few weeks passed, and Lance was back in Blue, attempting to bond with her again. She was happy Lance was back, but still had her alliance to Allura. He didn't feel Blue's connection that much anymore, so he stayed from battle. Keith was the one to help him bond with her again, going with him when Lance went out flying.

One day, Lance felt pulled to a part of their galaxy, deciding to follow the pull. He asked Keith to come with him, happy when he agreed. The Blue and Red lions left in the morning, and Lance lead Keith to the place he said he was curious about. In all truth, he was curious. They started talking to pass time, occasionally making bad jokes and flirting with each other.

When it turned to silence, Keith asked, "So... what is Prince Lotor like?" Lance slowed his lion down, biting his lip. "Well... he's smart. He's brutal, cold, but motivated. He fights for the name of the Galra empire. He will do anything to be better than his father. Emperor Zarkon is still in his coma, but I think he's going to wake up soon. Zarkon only wants the black lion, but he can't control Voltron with it like he thinks." Lance sighed, rounding the moon orbiting a small glowing planet, lava bubbling on the planet's surface. "Let's set down on the moon. I just want sit with you." He smiled, landing his Lion on the small moon. Keith did the same, and they sat together between their lions, holding hands. Lance stared at the planet's surface, swearing he could've seen a flash of purple. Lance leaned onto Keith's shoulder, letting out a heavy sigh, his visor fogging up. Lance jerked away, his Galran eye glowing, sending pain to his brain. He cried out, making Keith flinch, looking at Lance with a worried look. Lance held Keith close, squeezing him tightly, trying to ignore the pain. "Sorry- just, the eye- it hurts." He whined, breathing hard.

Keith rubbed Lance's back, pulling away. "It's okay. Do you want to sit with me in Red for a bit?" Lance bit his lip, nodding. Keith was leading Lance back to Red when two tractor beams enveloped their lions. They both cried out in surprise, racing to their Lions. A bright light shone down on them, making them shield their eyes and stop in their paths. By the time the light went off, their Lions were gone, in the battle ship's belly.
"Allura! Red and Blue have been taken! We're on a moon not too far away!" Keith called to the others, looking at Lance, who was watching in shock and disbelief, tears welling at the corners of his eyes. "Come on Lance!" Keith grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the way, running to the side as an Aion beam tore through the moon, piercing through and into the planet's molten surface. An explosion of lava and rock surged up into Space from the impact, pulled to the moon by gravity.

A tractor beam shone down on the blue and red paladin, lifting them off the ground and pulling them to the Galran ship. Lance panicked, reaching out for Keith, grasping his hand. They pulled themselves together, looking to see the Black, Yellow, and Green lions racing towards them, the castle not too far behind. Lance cling to Keith, flinching when hundreds of Galra fighters rushed out of the nearing ship. They were pulled in, and the ship immediately wormholed away without leaving a trace.

Keith and Lance didn't let go of each other till they were pulled apart by Galran guards, confiscating Keith's Bayard. Lance struggled violently to get to Keith, who was being dragged down the hall. Lance broke free of the Galran's hold on him, racing after Keith, only to be pulled back again. "Keith!" Lance cried out, pulling again, being forced to the ground, multiple Galran soldiers holding his body down. "No! Don't hurt him!" Lance wailed, unable to move. Boots stepped in front of his vision, blocking Keith from his view. "Please, don't hurt him!" Lance begged, trying to squirm out from under the guards.

Lance froze, a familiar chuckle reaching his ears, looking up to see Prince Lotor. One of the boots lifted, pushing Lance's head to the ground, pressing down on Lance's helmet. Lance swallowed hard, squeezing his eyes shut. "Today, two lions and two paladins! For the Galra Empire!" Lotor called out, grinning. The guards started cheering, getting off Lance's body and saluting. He had given up, his head still held down by Lotor. He heard two words being chanted over and over again, eventually being said in unison.
"Vrepit sa!"