Voltron Global Military Intelligence and Counter-Terrorism Unit

The Godfather

1500 Hours

Goiânia, Brazil

Arriving at their hideout, the team with the BOPE parked their vehicles inside the garage. Keith and Lance got out first with a bagged and cuffed Sendak in front of them. The rest got out and headed off to their business while Allura approached Keith and Lance.

"You two alright?" Allura asked.

"We're good." Keith nodded.

"Glad to hear. Take him to the room."

The two then left the garage with Sendak. Allura watched the two head upstairs before noticing Shiro staring where she was looking at. He seemed relieved and distracted in his own mind.

"Hey." Allura called.

Shiro snapped out of whatever he was on and glanced at her.

"You alright?" Allura asked.

"I'm trying to be," Shiro sighed. "Hard part is that I need to be in the room with him."

"You don't have to do this."

"No, I have to. It seems like he only wants me. Nobody else."

Allura wasn't sure about this. Sendak was one of the people that would get into Shiro's mind and twist his state to the point of snapping. He always wanted retaliation for the death of his brother. But Allura is his friend. She knows his other side more than any other person. She trusts him to keep his head on track.

Keith watched as the medical officer finished up on his checkup. There was a bruised mark at the center of his chest where the bullet hit him. The bruise only hurts a bit, but it didn't look fatal. She already finished checking his bruise mark, but she was tending to his other parts in case there was any damage.

"Seems to me that nothing is broken but I do advise that you wash the bruise and rub some Arnica gel if you want it to heal quickly."

"Thanks, doctor."

The officer then gives Keith an Arnica bottle before heading for the door. As Keith stood up, the door opened again, and Lance entered the room. His eyes fell onto Keith's bruise, prompting a surprised look from Lance.

"Damn, ese. That's a nasty mark." He said.

"It'll heal." Keith replied as he slipped on his shirt.

"Well, I'm just here to thank you for letting me take that sniper out. Next time, don't get yourself shot and make yourself look more emo than you are right now. I'd rather not catch the edgy flu you have."

Keith nodded as Lance left the room. He was starting to become a little nicer than usual. Maybe Pidge did put some sense into him. Then, something came to his mind.

...make yourself look more emo than you are right now. I'd rather not catch the edgy flu you have.

Keith looked up, baffled. Did Lance just call him an emo?

Shiro opened the door, leading to the grayscale room for interrogation. The murky colours surrounding the room with the window on the other side. Shiro turned to the middle of the room, facing Sendak on a chair. The bag was still on his head and his hands hid under the table. Shiro approached Sendak and pulled the bag off.

Sendak's eyes then shifted towards him. Those piercing eyes that remind Shiro of what he had to deal with a long time ago. Sendak wasn't breaking his gaze off Shiro as he moved. He kept his mind under control. He can't risk it hurting him. This wasn't part of Voltron's conduct. Shiro sat down on the chair across Sendak, facing him in the eye.