So, it's been a LONG while since i last updated this story (I apologise) I got caught up in new fandoms and I have finally got over the last season of Voltron enough to write fanfiction again. Although I'm not so sure this piece is my best work. If you get a hell of a lot of notifications for this story I apologise I'm thinking about going back and fixing my horrendous spelling and grammar mistakes.
So, just pre-warning you guys in advance!
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Today was finally the day, and it hurt more now than it had before.
Because there was no going back now, no second chances and no take backs. Lotor thought he was betraying the paladins today, Allura and Coran were sure he was going to follow their plan to exploit the paladins one weakness today.
It really fucking hurt: knowing the people you thought cared, the people he'd nearly died for and would give his damn life for, were the ones that thought out of your group you were the most likely to be a believable traitor.
There was a PTSD suffering war vetran with Galra tech connected to his mind, but he wasn't a believable traitor.
There was a shut-in computer genius who'd shown that they didn't have a problem leaving the group without telling them. They weren't a believable traitor.
There was a literal half-Galra who had been shown to not be trusted by the captain of the ship and who in the past had shown to turn against his team mates with harsh words under stress. He wasn't a believable traitor.
There was the strongest and most connected member of the team, who had proven to be close and possibly know every members secrets. But he wasn't a believable traitor.
It was him. Waste of space, unneeded support paladin who joked and got reprimanded and wasn't as powerful as the others that was a believable traitor. And he knew why he was seen as a believable traitor. Because he was just like the old Zarkon had been.
He wasn't particularly strong, he wasn't particularly brave or intelligent but he knew how to get people to listen to him. And that was the thing that had stung the most. Not because he'd made assumptions about it- no, that never would of occurred to him- no, it was because that was the connection Allura had made and the connection she'd outrighted told him made her think Lotor would believe him.
She said to his face that he had the same qualities as the man that had murdered her father and her people.
And Coran, the man he'd nearly fucking died for not even a damn week after arriving at this godforsaken palace, just stood there nodding along -like there wasn't a thing wrong with the words spilling from the princesses lips. Like she was right.
Like that's all he was.
It hurt, and it burned and it made him realise that if she wanted him to be a believable traitor he was going to turn her world upside down and give her a performance she wouldn't soon forget.
And when it came to it? To reveal his position as a double agent to Lotor? He'd tell the Prince exactly what the Princess had said- about him being like his father- and he wouldn't take any joy in the pain he knew it would put Lotor through because that wasn't the type of person he was- but he'd take joy in knowing that Allura; the one who would forsake him so easily would have to live knowing it was her fault.
Because that was the type of person he was.
Ten siblings taught you one thing, and that was that retribution had a way of coming at you like a kick in the teeth and when it didn't, well, then you had to substitute the divine foot with your own.
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