Little Kitten (Lotor x reader)

III

(Keith's Pov)

All of us wait quietly. Lance is pacing, Hunk is eating nervously, Pidge has put down her tablet for once, Allura is biting her nails, and Coran is watching the time tick by.

"She should be back by now," Hunk says, pushing the empty plate away and starting another. Lance nods in agreement. "Maybe something happened and she's running late?"

I listen as the group gives theories. Each of them has worry laced in their voices.

 "I'm sure she's fine," I say after a moment.

"Keith, we can't be certain about that!" Lance argues. "What if something..."

Before I can unleash my anger on Lance, we get an alert, telling us that Purple has landed in her hangar. Each of us rushes towards the purple lion.

Despite my cool expression, my heart thuds in my chest, and worry spreads from my very core. Please be okay. I can't handle another Shiro. *evil laughter in the background*

Finally, we make it to the Purple lion. We see her pacing nervously, and when she sees us she gives a roar of frustration.

"What's wrong, girl?" Hunk asks. She thuds to us and opens her hanger. Each of us looks at each other and I can feel my heart sink. Quiznack... It's like Shiro... No... She has to be in there.

I take a trembling step towards the ramp leading to the controls. "Look..." Pidge whispers. She points to a hole in the side of purple. My heart stops in its tracks as I hurry towards the control center. The sight that greets me makes me fall to my knees. Blood... Everywhere. The floor, dashboard, walls. Gasps are heard behind me. 

"W-what happened in here?" Pidge asks quietly. I can hear Hunk vomiting in the background. Lance walks as if entranced towards the control board. "Look..." he points to the dash board. Three holes are engraved into the controls. Dried blood gives it a rusted color. "you... you said she'd be fine... that she'd be okay..." Lance whispers, staring at the blood.

"I..." I feel a lump form in my throat and tears form.

Lance is shaking with anger. He and his family had taken care of you when your father and mother had passed away in a car crash. You two had been practically siblings from what I could see. He turns towards me, tears streaming down his face. "You... you said she'd be okay... DOES THIS LOOK LIKE SHE'S OKAY, KEITH?! TAKE A GOOD LOOK AROUND YOU, KEITH! DOES IT LOOK LIKE SHE'S GONNA BE OKAY?! IT'S HER BLOOD! I CAN TELL! SHE LOOKED UP TO YOU, KEITH! ALL YOU DID WAS PUT HER DOWN! ALL YOU DID WAS CALL HER WEAK! SAID THAT ONE DAY SHE'LL END UP KILLED! WELL CONGRATULATIONS, YOU QUIZANKING IDIOT! THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED! IT'S FREAKING SHIRO ALL OVER AGAIN!" Lance stops yelling and falls to his knees sobbing. "I've lost my only family out here, Keith. She's like a little sister to me... and you... you... you told her to go solo... she agreed, hoping to please you! Hoping... and hoping that she could be a valuable member of the team. And all you did was put her down..."

I bow my head in shame. It was true... all I ever did was put her down. But... I never knew she looked up to me... I never knew... I choke back a sob. "I'm sorry Lance," I whisper. 

"Sorry..." he begins to laugh softly. His eyes are wide as he chuckles. There's an insane look in his eyes. "You think sorry is going to fix this..." he looks at me. "sorry has never fixed anything Keith."

Pidge interrupts our conversation and walks among us. "look..." she whispers quietly. She points to y/n's empty chair. Sitting on it is a small communicator.

I turn it on with a gulp.

"Greetings, paladins of Voltron. It is I, Prince Lotor, son of Zarkon." a man with long hair pointed chin and evil filled eyes stares up at us. "I have captured the purple paladin, and she is now the property of the Galrain Empire. I will make a deal with you. No harm will come unto her as long as you give me Voltron. She will not, however, come back to you uninjured if you don't agree." Lotor smiles wickedly. "I will hear from you soon. if not, well... we don't want that now do we." he nods to someone in the background and we see y/n. She's passed out, she's bleeding heavily and she's limp in someone's arms. The message goes dark and I can feel my heart stop in my chest. She's gone...

Lance is staring at where the 3d image had disappeared. "No..." 

"She was family to all of us, Lance..." Pidge whispers.

"REALLY?! IS THAT SO?! THEN EXPLAIN TO ME WHY WE'RE SITTING HERE DOING NOTHING?!" He screams.

"Because we can't allow Voltron to fall into Lotor's hands... otherwise the galaxy is doomed. As much as I hate to say it... we have to think about the greater good... there is always another purple paladin." Allura whispers.

"But was there one like... like y/n?" Lance whispers looking up. "Well. was there? We need to save her..."

"And we will," I say, quietly. The team looks up at me. "Keith... we can't possibly..." I cut Allura off. "We're not giving Lotor the lions, nor are we going to let him hold y/n as a hostage. We'll save her, I just have to come up with a plan." I assure. Truth be told, I'm just grasping at straws. "For now, we just have to believe that she'll be okay."

The others look at each other and nod. We walk out of the blood stained room and I watch as Pidge supports Hunk out of the hangar. Allura follows suit. Lance stares at the purple lion and sighs, tears quietly streaming down his face. He too exits the hangar.

I look up at the Purple lion. "I'm so sorry," I whisper. "But... but no matter what I'll get her back. I promise." I set a hand on the clawed paw of the great beast. The lion bends down and gently nudges me with her nose like a mother lioness comforting a cub. I smile sadly at that fact. I guess Allura was right about the pilots and the lions and how they echo each other's quintessence. Images of the past flash through my mind and my heart sinks.

I fall to the floor and wrap my arms around my knees and pull them to my chest. "I'm so... so sorry, y/n... where ever you are... we'll find you."

(Lance's Pov)

We'll find you, y/n. I swear. I swear it on my life.

(Pidge's Pov) 

We were supposed to find my family together, remember? Together? Not just me? I'll find you... and we can finish your promise, okay?

(Hunk's PoV)

They target you out of all of us, y/n. That doesn't mean you're weak... it means you're the bravest out of all of us...

(Allura's PoV)

You were always there to help me... you always managed to make everyone happy. When I needed someone to help me through missing my father... you were always there.

(Coran's PoV)

Be safe... purple paladin... we'll find you.

Okay! There's that chapter! I really wanted to write this chapter before I lost my idea. Plus, I am loving this story so far! Mwahaha! I know the paladins are already facing a lot and all of them are going through some type of anxiety, depression or pain and I thought.... Why not add to that pile? 

XOXO,

Cadet 707