Wake Me Up~A Sequel to Don't You Trust Me

Chapter 5

"Aaaaggghhhh," 

Zhamoht was pinned on the ground. The pain from Haggar's 'blessing' overpowering him leaving him on the ground. It was usual for it to be slightly painful, but this was beyond what he had become accustomed to.

Having finished the process, Haggar released her hand leaving him gasping on the floor. "I warned you not to let her touch you."

"I know, but she's so infuriating. She was asking for it." he growled in response.

"I know, but with time we will be able to get her out of our way for good, and then you'll have nothing to worry about but your victory over Voltron."

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Zhamoht entered Lance's cell, he in fact almost doubled back to check with the guards that he was in the right cell. 

Lance was slumped against the wall. Blood entirely covered her forehead staining her hair and clothes as it dripped down. There were several slash marks covering her legs and arms staining her clothes. Around her neck a bruise had formed from when he had strangled her. She was hardly recognizable. 

Hearing his approach she raised her head, the small movement causing her immense pain. She frowned at him her eyes narrowing as much as she could while still being able to see through the blood.

"Tell me everything you know."

Lance spit in his direction. It was mixed with her saliva and blood, it only made a small splat from where it landed a few feet from where he stood. 

Shaking his head he tried again, "I will not hesitate to bring the druids in again. Even if they have to kill you first they will make you talk."

"Go to hell."

"Already tried that," Zhamoht replied he stood with his hands behind his back, "however I can walk out that cell door and go anywhere I want, unlike you. I sure hope your friend is still alive and didn't die in that field."

Lance said nothing, instead looking into her lap. What she wanted was to know if Keith was alright. That's all she wanted. She didn't care what they did to her as long as Keith was safe. 

"Keith."

Zhamoht looked at her confused as she struggled to speak with her bruised neck.

"When Keith is safe a-and off this ship then and only then will I-I tell you anything." She coughed fresh blood running out of the corner of her mouth.

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"Who is she talking about?" Zhamoht asked, "This is the second time I have heard his name mentioned."

Haggar thought for a moment not saying anything, then she stood without warning and turned to leave, "I'll take care of everything. She'll be talking by tonight."

Zhamoht watched as Haggar left the room. What was she going to do that was going to have Lance talking by tonight?

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Lance looked up when her cell door opened for the second time that day. The druids had done a number on her and she knew that she wasn't going to survive this. She already had internal bleeding it was only a matter of time before she died. 

She was surprised to find Haggar standing in front of her. She was standing in front of Lance staring down at her as if she was the ground she walked upon.

"Pitiful." Haggar said kicking her leg. Lance cried out her chained hand gripping her thigh as the pain throbbed throughout her whole body. "You'd think someone with the Paladin title would be a lot more stronger, but instead she's fighting to hang onto life, all because of one measly red paladin."

"Shut up." Lance growled

"The red paladin is dead. He's no longer of any use to you. He's out of my way just as you are about to be."

"You don't know what you're talking about. I-I heard Keith, I know he's here!" 

"He's dead. I know because I'm the one who killed him."

"What?" Lance asked her voice cracking. 

"I was disappointed really. One of the most headstrong paladins reduced to begging for their life. Of course I let him beg." Haggar said stepping closer, "I'll tell you how I did it," 

"I saw everything." Lance said her eyes were clenched shut, "There was a flash and then nothing. It's liked you erased him from existence."

"Smart girl." Haggar said smirking, "It's too bad you won't live long enough to warn your friends in time for their coming death."

"I swear if you lay a hand on them-"

"Oh I won't be doing anything of the sort, that's why I have druids." 

"You sick bastard!" Lance cried out. She ignored the pain that echoed throughout her entire body as she fought against her chains. It was only a few seconds before she collapsed on the ground coughing up more blood.

"You're going to regret that," Haggar replied. She placed a foot on Lance's shoulder pushing her so she was lying on her back. 

Lance's body racked with coughs sending her body into a spasm. She really didn't have a lot of time.

Haggar leaned close. She gripped Lance's hair in her hand pulling her head up. "I promise you. You are going to suffer for everything that your family has done to me."

Dropping her head Haggar rose and exiting the cell, leaving Lance in utter darkness.