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26. Kolivan- Altean Roots, Galra Blood

I slipped on my white face mask again as Haggar approached me.

"High Priestess Haggar," I greeted, bowing.

"(Y/N), my head disciple. I have a task for you. We have recently found out a base called the Blade Of Marmora. Sire would like you to infiltrate it, and destroy it. Use any means necessary. Earn their trust, then mercilessly betray them. If you can, kill them one by one." She had a wicked smirk on her face as she said this.

I felt my skin drain of its purple color.

"Y-Yes, High Priestess." I bowed as she walked away.

"By the way, you are allowed to take off your mask for this. I shall keep it, in case you die. I want to remember you," Haggar said, reaching out her hand. I hesitated to pull my mask off, and slip down my hood. I let my (Hair Color) hair fall out, and my (Eye Color) irises to be revealed.

"I will not let you down, High Priestess Haggar. Vrepit Sa," I vowed, changing my billowing robes into normal Earth clothing. I also changed to look more human-like, a bit shorter. Still with my pointed ears, and Altean markings.

"Go," Haggar ordered. I bowed and ran off.

(Timeskip)

I purposely sent out a distress signal from an already prepared escape pod, hoping to catch the attention of Voltron. I smirked as the giant blue castle-ship came into view.

"This is Princess Allura of the planet Altea! We are coming to rescue you!" a voice bellowed. My smirk immediately dropped. Allura... Is that really you? I watched as the castle swallowed me, closing my eyes as darkness engulfed my senses.

I opened my eyes again and saw a team standing before me. I gasped as I saw the all-too familiar princess standing before me.

"What... But, how? I didn't think... There would be any Alteans left in the universe..." she whispered, running up to me, checking my face. I forced myself not to cry, and reminded myself of the mission at hand.

"I-I was held captive, and experimented on in the Galra main station," I lied, well, partly. I was experimented on, where the sentries injected Galra blood into my veins. "I got out just in time." Allura looked at me, eyes glowing.

"It's so nice to see a fellow Altean..." she whispered, hugging me. I tensed up, but tried to embrace her back. I looked at the others in front of me. There were more than twenty people. I saw a familiar looking black and purple crest upon one of their knives. Thace. The Blade Of Marmora. I winced at the painful thought.

He had survived the explosion, but I had to kill him with my magic. I still remember the hot tears flowing down my face as I killed a friend. A friend I had made at my time on the Galran side. I breathed in and out as a voice pierced my thoughts.

"Hey, are you okay?" I jumped back. What would Haggar do if she saw me this vulnerable?

"I-I'm fine. Wh-Who are you?" I croaked, trying to get rid of the horrible memories. I got lost in thought again as I saw a Blade take off their helmet.

I remember Thace's final words, as he smiled compassionately at me.

"I forgive you." Those were the last words I wanted to hear. I was a monster. An Altean, no less. Galra blood, Altean roots. I was a monster, a hybrid, a scum.

"Hey, hey. Are you sure you're okay?" the same voice said. I nodded vigorously, fighting back tears.

"If you want to say something, say it. We're listening." I opened my mouth.

"I knew Thace. He was one of you. He was... an amazing fighter, friend, and companion. I saw him die, not because of the explosion that rang through the chambers, but from a Galra Priest," I choked out, knowing that it was true. I killed him. "I want to join your group, and hope that I can fight back... against the Galra Empire."