Spread Your Wings and Fly

Chapter 10

Eeeeep! This is a rly long chapter, the longest so far in this fanfic. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer – I do NOT own Voltron... Well you know. I'm too lazy to do the disclaimers anymore so just remember them please!

Chapter 10

Pidge Pov

I was ready. I had been training for another hour and even though I hadn't improved much, I felt ready. Or so I was telling myself. I had to believe that though. All those people were counting on me and if I ever was going to free them, I had to look brave and beat the trial.

"How many people will I have to fight in the battles?" I don't ask anyone in particular so I get a cacophony of voices answering. A few voices answered with "Oh, not many. Probably only one or two people at once", while others said "You might get about 7 at once. So be ready." It was all a bit much so I just shut their voices out.

"Pidge Gunderson, Paladin of the Green Lion of Voltron? Please come with me." A guard appeared in the doorway of the prison cell with backup. I saw the other prisoners shy away from the guards out of the corner of my eye. I felt a twinge of sadness for them but turn away and follow the guards.

We weave through corridor after corridor and my attempt at memorising them is futile. On the outside, it doesn't look like there's many but now that I'm inside, it seems like there are billions.

"Hurry up!" One of the guards shouts and I quicken my pace, not wanting to be sore before my battle. The corridors wind around and up ahead, I start to see more prison cells. At the other end of the corridor is a big double door. I'm guessing that's the door that will either take me to my victory of my doom. I hear muffled words from one of the prison cells on the left and strain my ears to make out words.

"They're coming. And they've got another with them."
"Who's coming?"
"The guards, idiot."
"Oh, right. So, how do you know they've come for us?"
"Just follow my lead. Lance, get over there."

I recognise the voices and warmth fills my heart. Lance and Keith, arguing like normal. Happy thoughts enter my mind. 'They made it. They're alive!' But then another thought enters my head. 'Are they okay? Are they hurt? What happened to the Lions?' Just as we're about to walk past their cell, I bump into a guard on purpose and knock him over. I run over to their cell to see my friends wide eyed and plan totally forgotten.

"Guys! I will get you out of this. I promise. Just give..." A guard grabs me from behind and CURSE MY SMALL BODY! lifts me up. He pulls me away from my friends who I leave with gaping mouths and eyes full of shock.

"Get out of here!" I yell this before the guards take me away through the double doors. I watch with sadness as my friends are left there, helpless. I'm the only one who can save them. I have to.

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"3... 2... 1... Fight!" My first fight against the Galra. From what I've observed, it's a male who thinks he's bound to win. I plan on proving him wrong. A punch flies my way and I duck just in time. That extra hour of training helped in the slightest bit but I'm still not a good fighter. Just as he lifts his leg to kick me, I swing my leg. This takes out his other leg from under him. He gets knocked unconscious, ending the battle. (A.N. Yes, I know it's quick. Deal with it XD)

"Winner Pidge Gunderson!" The crowd mostly mumbles and a few cheer. I feel proud.

Before I entered the arena, a girl about my age told me the rule. You had to defeat you opponent by either a) you or your opponent gives in or b) you or your opponent can no longer fight. All weapons allowed. Any power you possessed was allowed. Anything was pretty much allowed.