the White Lion (Voltron x reader) •^•

chapter 4

Third Person P.O.V

Keith's eyes widened as the Galra gladiator trapped the stranger under the unbearable weight of their weapon, readying his bayard as the monster's blade-gun began to charge up.

"They're in trouble! We have to fight," Keith stated instinctively.

Lance nodded in agreement, hefting his blaster gun and placing his finger on the trigger as he turned to the black paladin for confirmation, "Shiro?"

Shiro nodded, and spoke through his helmet to the others, "Pidge and Hunk, have the green lion ready to leave. We're going to have to fight our way out."

"Got it!" Pidge and Hunk replied back.

The leader of the paladins now turned back to Keith and Lance quickly, his prosthetic arm beginning to glow as he readied himself to fight, "Let's go."

(Y/n)'s P.O.V

The crowd let out a massive gasp, and I heard several guards yelling for backup. I opened my eyes in confusion, feeling no pain, and looked up in shock as a blue laser slammed into Laser Blade's chest, throwing it back slightly. I quickly flicked away my tears, now slightly embarrassed, and shook my head to make sure what I was seeing was real. My eyes widened slightly as three figures rushed forward at the Galra gladiator; one in blue armor firing a laser gun rapidly, one in red armor attacking intensely with a sword, and another in black armor with a glowing Galra tech arm slashing skillfully. I stared at the man in black armor and glanced down at my own Galra arm and leg prosthetics.

He's just like me... but can I do that...?

I snapped out of my thoughts and stood up, looking at the three fighting for me.

Who are they? That doesn't matter now, I have to help...

I snuck around the edge of the arena until I was behind all of them, running silently and then using my robotic leg to catapult myself onto Laser Blade's back, pulling out a dagger I had stolen from a guard and stabbing into their back to climb further up the beast. The gladiator growled and staggered forward, trying to ward off the laser bullets shot by the one in blue armor with one arm while he swung his weapon desperately in an attempt to wound the red or black armored figures slashing at him. It simultaneously thrashed, trying to dislodge me from it's back, and I smirked as I reached it's head.

"For as big of a head you've got, it must be hollow. To believe you'd defeated me? I don't think so." I said with a smirk, promptly plunging the dagger into it's head.

The Galra gladiator grunted in pain and shock, swaying a few times before falling face first into the ground, dead. I jumped off it as it fell, landing in a slight crouch on my feet, then wiped off the purplish black blood of the deceased Galra fighter, turning to the three armored figures who looked at me with surprise.

Third Person P.O.V

The three paladins looked at the figure, guessing they were female. Unlike the other prisoners, they wore a black and purple bodysuit, and had a black and purple helmet on that covered their head.

Shiro stepped forward, "We're here to help."

A small gasp came from the disguised figure and they stepped forward as well, gesturing their hands slightly as if they were about to say something, then they suddenly doubled over, grasping their side with a cry of pain. Shiro instantly kneeled down beside them as Lance and Keith stepped forward to see what had happened. Shiro tried to grab the mysterious person to see what was wrong but the flinched away.

"Please, I won't hurt you. We only want to help."

The stranger nodded hesitantly and allowed Shiro to check over them. Shiro turned them some and gasped. Keith and Lance crouched beside him and gasped also, seeing a massive wound in their side, accompanied by many smaller wounds and bruises. Sirens suddenly began to blare and Galra soldiers began marching in. Keith and Lance stood up, Lance beginning to shoot the guards as Keith got into a ready fighting position.

"This would be our queue to leave!" Keith declared loudly over the gunfire.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but for once I agree with mullet head!" Lance yelled in agreement.

Shiro nodded and picked up the figure bridal style carefully, who groaned in pain and suddenly fell limp in his arms.

"Let's hurry!" Shiro said, and they all began running back to the green lion.

"Pidge, Hunk, is the green lion ready?" The black paladin asked, running quickly with the surprisingly light person in his arms.

"We're ready!" Pidge responded through her helmet.

"Good," Shiro said, "because we're coming in hot with a guest!"

The green lion's jaws opened to let the paladins in, then closed behind them, purple laser bullets firing at them. All of the paladins let out a sigh of relief as Pidge piloted the lion off of the Galra ship, flying through a wormhole back to the castle ship.

"Who's that?" Hunk asked as they made their way back.

"We don't know," Shiro answered, "but maybe we can get some answers if we get them to a healing pod in time, which I'm afraid they don't have very much of."

A/N: I'M SO SO SO SO SO INFINITELY SORRY! I've been super busy and haven't been able to get a chapter out! But I'm back now, so I hope you all enjoy this super long chapter! Bye bye!!