Graceful (KeithxReader)

Chapter 23 : Lotor's Crew

THIRD POV

The loss of (Y/n) had a large impact on everyone. Voltron has still gone on saving the universe. They battled for (Y/n), though when they returned to the castle, the energy was no longer there. Shiro was the leader of Voltron now, since Keith had left to join the blades. He told the team that he believed he could do more good there. But he also couldn't bare to stay at the castle without (Y/n).

It had been about a month now and the Voltron Coalition are making plans to make a large dent in the Galra Empire. Zarkon was back now, which had changed things. Lotor also now seemed be against his father.

In a few days, Voltron and the Coalition would go into battle hoping to get ahead on the Empire.

"So that's the plan?" Allura asks, just to confirm. Kolivan nods. He had to admit, he was a bit upset by (Y/n)'s death, but he would never admit it.

Keith was standing next to him, mask on. He had been a bit more quiet lately and didn't really talk to the other Paladins.

Kolivan turns to Keith, signally that it's time to go. They both leave silently, with another blade following behind him.

Pidge looks over at Hunk, as everyone begins to disperse from the meeting. "Keith really isn't doing well, is he?"

"Of course not." Hunk says softly, "He was in love with her, Pidge." Pidge frowns, before looking back over as Shiro. He had been different to. Not as destroyed as they though he would be. He just kind of just kept to himself too.

Lance stares at him too. Something was up with Shiro. But he couldn't seem to figure it out. Rubbing his face Lance sighs. The bridge was pretty chaotic at the moment with people making plans. Matt walks up to Lance. "Hey man." He greets.

Lance gave him a small smile. "Hey, how are you going?" He asks.

Matt shrugged. "I don't know. It's hard. I miss her." He frowns, staring out the window of the bridge, at the stars.

"Yeah same. She was my best friend." Lance looks down at his hands in his lap.

Matt places a hand on Lance's shoulder. "Yeah, but (Y/n) would beat us if we just mope around like this."

Lance chuckles. "Yeah. Imagine what she would do to Keith." He sighs looking where Keith disappeared not to long ago.

~ ~ ~

Lotor stood out the front his his ship, hands neatly behind his back. Behind him someone entires wearing the similar blue, orange and black suit as the Galran Prince.

Lotor looks over his shoulder and smirks. "It suits you." He says, before turning around to fully face the girl.

(Y/n) growls, glaring at Lotor folding her arms. "It's good to see your finally up." Lotor tells her turning back around to face the stars. "You were out for about a Phoeb if your wondering."

"Great." (Y/n) anwsers, unamused. "When can I go back to my friends."

Lotor raises an eyebrow glancing back at her again. "I'm not just going to let you go."

(Y/n) sighs. "Of course not. Why did you blow me up anyway, if you wanted to keep me captive."

"I didn't give the order." Lotor says, simply. (Y/n) gave him a confused look. "Those soldiers are just reckless. My father has taken the throne again."

"He's back?" The girl dropped her arms to her side. (Y/n) narrows her eyes deep in thought. "That's why you let me go. You new Zarkon would wake up soon and didn't want him to get to me. You still need me."

Lotor turns to her once again smiling. "Clever." He says, before walking up to her, until he was right in front looking down at her. "You know, I could use someone like you."

"Hmm... no thanks." (Y/n) steps back from him. She turns to the door, hearing someone enter.

"Ah, (Y/n) these are my generals Acxa, Zethrid and Exor." He says pointing at each.

"Hey!" Ezor greets. "It's so cool to finally meet you. You know, when your awake." She says ecstatic.

Zethird walks up to (Y/n). "If you try anything. You'll have to deal with me."

(Y/n) smiles. "Sure. I'm up for a fight anytime."

Zethird laughs patting her on the back, a bit roughly. "I like her!" She smiles, walking off.

(Y/n) looks over the Acxa who hadn't move since she walked in. The half Galra glares at (Y/n) before Lotor begins to speak again. "Come." He says gesturing to her.

(Y/n) walks up next to him though she kept scanning the ship around her. "You know I'm not going to stay her willingly." She asks.

Lotor chuckles. "Yes. You have one chance. If you try to escape you will be confined to a cell." The Prince explained. (Y/n) pouted. She would just have to get it right the first time then.

~ ~ ~

It had only been about a Quintent when (Y/n) decides to try and escape. They were at a space mall. As Ezor and Zethrid turn the backs to look at something, (Y/n) dashes away.

Turning a corner she began to feel hopeful that she had escaped. What was until a rope like think wrapped around her waist and pulls her back.

Zethrid then holds her tightly making sure she didn't escape. "Argh. Damn it!" (Y/n) curses folding her arms and moping.

Ezor frowns. "I was hoping you wouldn't do that."

"And I was hoping you wouldn't catch me." (Y/n) replies.