Langst

I Was Alone Part 4

A/N-- This story was supposed to be a one shot but I've gotten carried away so i've got it planned out to have two maybe three more parts unless I want to make it longer if so I might have it as a separate book and continue with one shots here but idk. also look at me updating after only a little after a month rather than like half a year. ALSO SEASON SIX OF VOLTRON HAS BEEN INSANE, I'VE GOT ONE EPISODE LEFT AND I'M NOT READY.

Now I was alone, surrounded by enemies that not even the whole team was able to defeat. I am so screwed. No. Losing is not an option, if I lose the galra get Blue and that is not happening. I owe it to the universe to not let Her fall into the evil clutches of the galra, it is my duty. Ok then, what to do, I can't win so I have to escape or at least Blue does. Which would probably be easier if Blue was up and running as she should, but that's not going to work. Suddenly I feel my bond with Blue surge, a thought telling me to prioritize my life over her. Which is stupid because he universe doesn't rely on my being safe like it does on hers. I can practically feel my bones rattle as she growls at that thought. Barely a second had past since the wormhole has closed but the ships have caught up and Blue is being pulled towards one a the largest ships. Which is an ice cream cone with three scoops of bad. Think lance think. I have a bad idea, a really really bad idea that has very little chance of actually working givin my own skills. Well it's better than waiting to be dragged out of Blue to be probably tortured for information while they dissect Blue or use her against the team.

Blue is healing herself although very slowly, but at least by the time we are in a glara hangar, she's managed to get her shield working which is exactly what we needed. I pull of one of the panels, looking at the fried circuit. Believe it or not I'm not actually completely incompetent with ship repairs. It would be better if the courses I took back at the garrison had covered repairing a sentient, alien, lion, but the basics should still be the same and with Blue guiding me through the bond this should be a piece of cake......probably. All I have to do is get her moving and we can get out of here. I'm  surprised at how well this is going, the glara haven't actually done much to trap us on the ship rather than guards. I guess they don't think a severely damaged lion needs all that much to keep it down. Ha, they'll regret that when we escape, which we will, We definitely will, cause there is no other option.

The repair went surprisingly easily and fast, so now it's all about timing. I feel the ship lurch as it makes a jump, now is the time to make our escape. I sit, taking a deep breath and Blue has powered up. The guards scatter in surprise, and it looks as if they are calling backup. It isn't hard to rake blues claws against the wall of the hangar opening it to the world outside. Which is a wormhole, and I once again realize how idiotic this plan is. I make the hole large enough and we dive through, guards shooting at us tell we tumble out of the ship and then out of the wormhole. Yep, this is a horrible plan. It is just as nauseating and painful falling out of the wormhole and tumbling through space as it was the first time. But hey at least we escaped. Blue seems almost dazed from our rough exit from the Galra cruiser, it takes a minute and a couple of asteroids we crash into before we are able to come to a stop.

Blues taken more damage and there's not much she or I can do about it, with the supplies we have as of now. My head is pounding from the wounds I received during the fight and since. I'm having trouble staying awake, but Im 100 percent sure I have a concussion and I know that sleeping with a concussion is a major no no. Sleep sounds really good right now though. Blue urges me towards a storage compartment but I'm so tired. I stronger push has me up and stumbling towards the compartment, prying it open I find containers filled with what looks like food goo and a white, oval stone. I run by finger startled when it starts to glow and float, a blue light shines out and passes over my body. I think its scanning me. It pulses a blue light and says something in altean.

"Great, the a floating oval doesn't speak a language I understand just my luck" I mutter, how else am I supposed to use it if I don't understand it.

"Language identified. Please lie down". Holy shit, it works but like do I really want to be taking orders from a rock. Eh, what the hell, Blue does seem to want me to and I trust her so might as well. I lie down and the light once again erupts and seems to me projecting a blue square over my face. I relax and finally drift off.

I wake with a start, "healing process complete. Oh it's a portable healing pod that's really good to know. I'm starving so I go over to the compartment and pull out one of the containers that look to me filled with blue food goo.

"Girl is this food I can eat cause that would be great?" I ask hesitantly, hoping that it is. Blue sends what I imagine is her shaking her head no, but also seems to urge me towards a different compartment. This one has the same looking containers but the goo is green. It looks as if there is enough goo to last at least a couple weeks if I ration it well. That's good, specially that with the goo I don't have to worry about 77water. After eating, I check on Blue. Life support and engines are basically the only two things still working. This means that I either need to repair coms and hopefully weapons, oh and navigation or Find a planet that's advanced enough to give aid. This is going to fun. What did I ever do to make the universe hate me so much?

Another A/N---- I couldn't say this up there because spoilers but, a few of you wanted Lotor to save Lance and I was going to do that but I decided that I wanted to make this a little longer and that I wanted Lance to interact with a certain someone and to maybe sorta hurt my boy some more. I also haven't decided whether or not Lotor and Lances relationship will be platonic or romantic or if I want there to be klance.