star struck

chapter 9

"Hello, loturd." Lance said in annoyance.

"Ah. I did hope you would be fooled for at least a moment." Lotor turned the dark mullet into his flowing white hair, and so forth. Pale skin turned purple, violet eyes turned yellow.

Lance stayed between them, feeling yorak tense up, obviously scared of lotor and what he could do to him.

"Soldier, what did I say about talking to the prisoner?" Lotor asked in an eerily calm tone.

Yorak stood to attention at being spoken to. "Do not interact with the prisoner under any conditions."

Lance turned to look at him, was he part of the blade of mamora? Why had he disobeyed orders. Lance didn't quite care about the reason, only that he had risked his life for his own.

Lotor stepped closer, "that's correct. Now tell me why you thought that didn't apply to you."

Lance stayed with an arm out, to block lotor from yorak, either from hurting him or taking him. He may have made  yorak a prisoner with him, but at least he would be safe...kinda.

"I have so excuses sir." Yorak stated, clearly ready for what ever punishment was coming to him.

Lotor nodded and signaled for him to follow, but when yorak went to do so lance put his other hand on his chest, pushing slightly to stop him. "No."

Lotor cocked an eyebrow at him. "No?"

Lance stepped closer to lotor now, trying to seem threatening. "That's right, no. You don't get to hurt people just because they are nice to me."

Lotor grabbed Lance's wrists, pulling him into himself. "I do believe I can do what ever I please." Lance jerked his hands away.

"And what do you want then? Huh? To win me over? To erase everything?" Lance's voice began to rise, "Play with me in a fucking Keith suit to see my reaction? Why don't you cut the crap and do something," lance got right in lotors face pulled his shirt down so that they were eye level. "Or, let me go."

Lotor stared at him, smirking. Being this close to lotor made Lance's body feel hot. The heat was slightly uncomfortable, but at the same time euphoric, reminding him of when Keith-lotor was tortured him and injected him with somthing that made it feel like fire was running through him.

Lance couldn't help but loosen his grip, his head was spinning and he couldn't focus. He had to protect someone...right? Lotor chuckled and put his hands over Lance's. "I don't think you want me to let you go now. I think you're going to do exactly what I want." He purred in Lance's ear, the pleasure he felt of feeling his breath against his skin made him hate himself.

He felt yorak gently pull him away from lotor, having to break his grip on his collar. "Put lance in a pod, we need to get into his mind." Lotor commanded, he stopped and said over his shoulder, "your punishment will be decided later."

Yorak held Lance's arm and walked him to a room with large monitors and several pods. "Lance...this is going to be painful." Yorak warned. "You'll see the people you trust betray you, people you felt would never leave you, abandon you. It's not real tho...just stay strong."

Lance nodded and stepped into a pod, why wasn't he fighting back? The door sealed with a click and he felt cool air hit his face. Then darkness.

He pried his eyes open to see a blurred image of Keith, they were fighting side by side. "Keith we aren't going to make it we need to pull back!" Lance shouted at keith.

He heard shiro over the headset chime in, "lance we can do this, it's not your call." Lance bit his tongue and went back to  shooting at galra soldiers that were closing in on them.