Little Kitten (Lotor x reader)

IV

Pain. That's what greets you when you wake up. Agony shoots through your entire body as you try to move into a sitting position. There's basic first aid, such as light bandages wrapped tightly around your waist to stop the bleeding, but other than that, they left you alone. You groan and try to sit up. After four attempts you give up and stay in the lying position.

You look around frantically, what had happened? Then all of it comes crashing down on you like a tital wave.

Right... Captured. Shot repeatedly by different people. Knocked out by a mysterious person in a mask.

Your eyes widen. What had happened to Purple. Purple?! Are you there?! You call desperatly. You use your mental link with purple to search for her. Only there's nothing... You can't sense the slightest trace of her. Either the ship is huge, she's on a different ship, or has escaped the clutches of the enemy and made it back to the other paladins, you personally hoped for the last one.

There's nothing much you can do. All you do is sit there, staring at the ceiling.

Every small bit of movement pains you. Every breath shoots agony through your veins.

You decide to try and sleep, after all sleep numbs the pain for a little while, right? You close your eyes and fall into an uneasy sleeep.

(nobody's Pov)

"She's interesting, isn't she?" Lotor says, running his thumb over his chin while staring at the passed out purple paladin.

"Pathetic is more like it." Zethrid says snorting. The towering Galrain folds her arms and stares disgusted at the sleeping girl.

Lotor chuckles at these words. "True... But... She's the perfect bait. Weak, quiet, the paladins' pet basically." He sits down, his eyes never leaving the girl in front of him. She's indeed a fine specimen. H/l h/c hair. S/c skin. E/c orbs, along with an interesting personality to match.

"She certainly put up a fight, my stomach is still bruised." Ezor complains, rubbing her bruised stomach. She walks next to Lotor and studies the purple paldin. "Does she have a name?"

Lotor looks to Axca. She pulls up a file. "Name, Y/n L/n." Lotor smiles. "Y/n. An interesting choice. What are her origins?"

A few seconds of silence. " From her blood tests from earlier, she's human... And something else... Interesting." a few more seconds of silence. "Hmm... She has traces of elements from the beginning of time... But that's... That's impossibile." Acxa stares at the screen. "She has cosmic blood in her..."

Lotor's surprise doesn't show as he studies the girl. She is a decendant of the great master? A puny human?

A human can order planets to be destroyed or created?

A plan begins to form and Lotor smiles at his generals. "What a wonderful turn of events."

Lotor leans back in his chair as Narti's cat sniffs the screen then returns to the mute and blind General.

"How is this a wonderful turn of events?" Ezor asks, setting a hand on her hip.

Lotor's smile widens. "If she can be broken or convinced to join us, we could eventually be more powerful than Voltron." He folds his slender fingers and rests his chin on them. "Which means the Galra could rule the galaxy for the rest the the time to come. Voltron would stand no chance."

"But, if I may, Prince Lotor." Acxa interjects. "If she is so powerful, then why didn't she use it against us when we attacked her? Or right now so that she can escape?"

Lotor ponders this for a moment. "The possiblilty may be that she hasn't unlocked her abilities." he turns towards the generals. "I suppose we'll have to figure out a way to use her powers for the glory of the Galrain Empire."

They each salute and bow their heads. "Yes, Prince Lotor."

"We will win this war, and Voltron will be nothing but a childs tale once again." Lotor swears a smile growing upon his thin lips. He turns towards the screen and smirks at the faint paladin. "Break her. Slowly. Do not let her know it's you." Lotor orders. "Go."

Zethrid smiles evilly behind him. "With pleasure, sire." each of the half breeds leave and Lotor is left with his overpowering curiousity. "Why are you so special, little kitten?" Lotor says, stroking his chin. He watches as her e/c orbs open slowly and she groans in pain. Lotor smirks. "Oh, you silly little thing. That pain is minor comapared to the pain you will soon feel." He leans back, stretching out. "That is a promise."

Ohhhhh! Cosmic powers, eh? Well, we'll just have to see where this goes!

Stay strong paladins!

Xoxo,

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