Intruder Alert

Chapter 11

The cool air was the first thing Pidge felt as she regained consciousness. In front of her, she heard the muffled sound of voices talking. To her right, she heard a soft buzz before a rush of cool air flew past her face as her legs gave out and she stumbled to the floor.

"Finally," a voice said causing Pidge to look up. As she looked up she was met with a creature with skin like caked mud lounging in a chair.

"You humans are so vulnerable and weak." He said rising front the chair and coming to stand right in front of her.

Pidge was frozen to the spot her hands splayed out in front of her. This was not what she was expecting the creature to look like.

The creature knelt to be eye-level with her. "Honestly I didn't know what to expect when I climbed aboard this ship, I mean it's not every day you come across an Altean ship," he reached his hand out and brushed his fingers against her cheek. Pidge pulled away sliding back a little across the floor.

The creature shook his head, "like I said weak and vulnerable-" he met her eyes his face going dark...well darker and smirked- "all the more reason to continue this game."

"Wait-" Pidge's voice cracked causing her to clear her throat and start again, "Wait, you're not going to kill me?"

He let out a laugh that was like nails on a chalkboard to her, "As much fun as I had to attack you the first time...It wouldn't be as fun for me just to kill you and not let one of the others do it." He said smirking at her before rising and returning to the chair.

"You're sick!" Pidge yelled. She glared at him, with every fiber of her being she wished she could strike but right at this moment she had no chance. However, she knew that she could wait...she'd wait for the right time to strike.

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"Lance look at me!" Allura was sitting right in front of him the penlight aimed at an angle allowing her to see what she needed too.

Lance's whole torso was covered in blood. His hair was matted to his forehead and the back of his neck. His face was speckled with dirt and spots of crimson. He sat there in silence his eyes having a faraway look in them.

"Lance!" Allura called again.

Slowly his eyes turned to Allura before flitting to the people behind her.

"Guys?" He raised his eyebrows in question his voice strained. His eyes were glassed over and were in and out of focus.

"Lance, what happened?" Allura asked calmly.

"What happened?" He turned his head to look just past Allura his eyes scanning the blackness that surrounded them.

His eyes welled with tears falling almost immediately leaving streaks running down his face. "I-" with that, he broke down his body shuddering with every sob. Allura looked back at the others her worried gaze matching theirs.

A frigid wind blew through the tunnel nipping at their skin. While the others shivered in the rapidly dropping temperature Lance hardly reacted. His hands were buried in his hair, his teeth were clenched together as he cried his body racked with sobs.

Allura turned back to Lance reaching a hand out to get his attention. If he wasn't going to tell them what happened they could at least take him with them. She somehow had a feeling that they weren't that far from the bunker. She didn't know-how, she hadn't been down here in ages, but she had a feeling that they were getting close.

Lance looked up at her touch. His ocean blue eyes were dimmed and broken, pools of tears were gathered at the edge of his eyes threatening once again to spill onto his smudged-tear streaked face. Allura's heart shattered as she stood helping him up as well. It hurt seeing the life and party of Voltron so hurt.

Allura slipped her hand into Lance's pulling him forward with her to the front of the group. Lance, however, did not follow. Looking back Allura found him to be rooted to the spot his eyes, looking just past her, wide with fear. What had happened to cause him to be acting this way?