Space Love ||| Voltron Shiro x Male!Reader

Chapter 41||| New Team

(A/n- needles are mentioned in this chapter, warning!)

-Flashback-
Third Person P.O.V
Location: Galra Headquarters, ???? in the Afternoon

-2 years, 1 month, 1 week, 2 minutes, 18 seconds since Y/n was sent to the Galra-

Y/n woke up with a slight headache, as he sat up he grabbed his head. He grunted as he got up from his bed, wasn't a comfortable bed but it was alright. Y/n walked over and grabbed his suit from the wall, he walked over to a smaller room which was the bathroom and changed there.

Y/n had finished changing and took off his helmet as he looked at himself in the mirror, he looked and frowned. Clearly unhappy with how his life was going, wishing he were normal, he placed his helmet back on and walked out of the bathroom and out of his room. As he left his room and quickly grabbed his bow-staff from the weapons room.

Leaving the Weapon Room, he finally started his day.

Y/n walked into the hallway leading to the Prisoner Cells and greeted the soldiers there.

"Vrepit Sa, commander."

"Vrepit Sa." Y/n responded with as he walked into one of the cells.

The prisoners in the cell had gotten up from the floor and in a standing position with their hands behind their backs. Y/n had started to do check ups with the prisoners, they were all visibly nervous. They saw him like a threat which made him even more anxious.

As he continued his work he made his way to the last prison cell. Y/n walked in and the two people there got up and stood next each other, one had blondish hair with glasses, and the other had black hair with brown eyes and a scar on across his nose.

Y/n did his regular thing, gave them food, water and health supplies. The black haired man, or known as the "Champion" always tried to make small talk but Y/n found it awkward so he didn't respond. Besides, Y/n wasn't here to make friends.

"How long have you been in the Galra?"
"........."

The man sighed, when Y/n decided to finally respond.

"2 years."
"I guess you can talk."
"Yes."

Y/n had finished up as he was about to leave, the blond haired guy spoke up.

"Thank you."
".......You're welcome."

He walked towards the doorway and as he was about to say something the door flung open. It took Y/n by surprise but he stood there looking at the Galra soldier who was at the door, the soldier looked down and put his hand over his heart.

"Commander Bargain!"
"Yes?"
"Zarkon, would like to see you for a new position."
"I'll be right there."
"Vrepit sa."

The soldier left and Y/n was left standing at the doorway. He sighed and put his hand on the door, he opened the door and before he left he turned around and said.

"This will most likely be the last time I see you both. Good luck Champion, and good luck on escaping." Before the two men could say anything,Y/n was already out the door and was out of earshot. Y/n couldn't see their reactions but he knew that they must have been dumbfounded.

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Y/n reached the entrance to Zarkon's throne room. He looked at his hands and turned them into a fist, he started to shake slightly as his hand hovered over the door.