Grey Paladin | Pidge x Reader (2018)

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Your POV

"[Y/N] Shirogane." A Galran man calls. I look up at him. I'm in the front of a line of captives, that I've probably been standing in an hour or so, inside some kind of arena. "You're up to fight."

"O- Oh." I stutter over my words, just coming out of a daydream-like trance.

"Choose a weapon." He says, sounding quite unamused.

I hesitantly step up to the table before me, lined with an array of weapons, anywhere from knives to arrows. -
I scan my selection, strategizing what will give me the best advantage, and keep me alive longest.

A bow and arrow could work, giving me a better advantage distance wise...
A spear I could throw, but if I throw it and can't get it back, I'm out of a weapon to use.
I could use knives to-

"Hurry up!" I'm cut off from my pondering by the Galran man who had originally asked me to choose.

"Ok, ok." I huff.

That's when I see it; the weapon I'm best with, the one I've spent the last four years of my life training with. I notice the glittering silver katana out of the corner of my eye. - I immediately go for it, grabbing the handle quickly, holding it close.

"Ah," A commentator says. "Shirogane has gone for the katana."

I really don't like the looks of this.

I step up further into the arena, and take a look at my opponent... And it's terrifying... A woman of an alien species I'm not familiar with, who's way stronger looking than I am.

"Alright," I think. "Time to rely on brains rather than strength. If I can just outsmart her—"

"Begin!" The man from before calls, and the woman charges at me with an axe.

I jump, quickly dodging her attack, and running towards her this time.

"I don't want to kill anyone," I think. "Just knock her out or something, get a few good hits in. Nothing too severe. I'm not playing the Galra's games. I'm not going to kill out of cold blood."

I run towards her, my katana ready. I swing at her, which she notices, and dodges. Her axe swings my way, which I block with my sword. The deafening clashing sound of metal on metal filling my ears.

I hold off her weapon, before pulling mine away quickly, ducking and rolling to avoid her attempts at hitting me. She may be bigger and stronger than me, but she's much slower, putting myself at an advantage there.

I manage getting in a hit in her leg, causing her to stumble. After catching her off guard, I pounce onto her back, pushing her down. I raise my katana, and get one last hit over the head with the blunt part of my sword, knocking her out clean.

"Finish her!" Someone calls.

I throw the katana down.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, we have a champion of this match." The man from before says.

*Time skip to a couple hours later brought to you by Alex ACTUALLY updating.*

I lay on the floor once more in the cold, dark cell. But something's different this time. There's a stinging sensation in my right shoulder.

"Looks like this is my life now," I think.

That's when I hear the jingling of keys, causing me to sit upright. — The door quietly opens, when a girl about my age steps in, one finger over her lips, signaling me to stay quiet. She has shoulder length blue hair, and blue and grey armor. I immediately realize where I recognize her from... Lotor's general...

(A/N) Oh SHEEEEEET! Plot twist!

Let me know what you think, and also if you have any ideas for the next few chapters. (Please. 😂 Your boi is running outta ideas.)

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