Unpredictable - The Rewrite! {Keith Kogane X Reader} ~•Voltron Fanfiction•~

The Beginning of the Journey

I woke up, my body feeling heavier than most days. I got out of bed and looked outside my window. I could see parents going outside to grab the daily newspapers as every other morning, I could see little kids playing with chalk and dogs in their backyards. I could hear all the laughter and cars driving by. I smiled to myself, today was going to be a good day, I thought.

"Mija, ¿Qué estás haciendo?" My mum asks as she walks in with a basket of laundry.

"Buenos días mamá. Solo estaba mirando afuera, eso es todo." I smiled to her. She smiled back lovingly and set the basket down.

"Voy al centro comercial con tu padre por el día, tu hermana está a cargo, así que compórtate. ¿Okay?" She gave me a sweet yet horrific smile. I shuddered in fear as she just smiled.

"¡Sí, señora!" I say as I try to escape the tense situation. With luck, I'm able to leave without being scolded. I go into the living room to watch some T.V., hoping maybe that I can watch something about the Garrison. I scroll through the channels and find nothing that peaks my interest. I sigh as I switch off the television and head to the kitchen for a snack. I grab a box of Pocky and open it up, eating one at a time. I go out onto the porch and eat my Pocky as I watch the neighborhood children playing around with one another, such wide smiles. I grin in delight at how happy these kids are. I wish I could be that young and carefree, but now I'm haunted by the awful nightmares I have. As I've grown up, more and more occur. When I was seven, I only had 1 every few months, and now I have multiple a month. 'Estas pesadillas te han cambiado para peor.' My father once said to me when I was only 11. Ever since, we've had issues with each other. We fight a lot, and most times one of my siblings comes and separates us.

"Hey Pumpkin, how are you feeling?" I hear behind me. I turn with a pocky in my mouth and see Veronica leaning on a beam. She snatches my pocky and eats it.

"Hey!" I yell, she just looks at me straight faced. I stop and turn back to look at the kids. "I'm a little fatigued, but I'm alright." I finally respond to her question. She sighs, "Your hopeless Pumpkin." I jump up and yell at her once more, rambling on about how I'm not hopeless.

"You know, one day... I will surpass you as a Garrison pilot, and then try telling me I'm hopeless!" I hiss. Veronica stares, startled. I breathe a little heavily after yelling so much. She smirks, and laughs, and then walks away. "Hmph"  I go back inside and head up to my room. I grab my phone to check it and see I have a new message from an unknown number.

'Hello? We need to talk. Go to Lymbodia Park tomorrow evening and call this number once you have arrived. I will tell you were to go from there. You are the only one who can help me.' And that's it. I'm taken back by this message, 'need my help? And only I can help?' I question myself. I then receive another message from them: 'Come alone. If I find out someone else comes with you, I will share this piece of information with the Garrison.' and then an image  of my birth certificate with my actual gender and other information appears. I'm terrified by this, how did they get their hands on my birth certificate!? I thought only family could get it. I decide I'll go, just to get this information out of his hands. I hate blackmail, and I hate people who use it. This justs disgusts me.

...The next evening at Lymbodia Park...

I arrive on time. I pull up the number and call. I wait in silence as the phone rings.
Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring...
Right after the fourth ring they pick up. I can hear breathing, a bit shaky too.

"Hello?" They ask, and I hear a petite voice. I respond with the same. "Oh, I see your at the spot. Okay, listen carefully... Look to your left. You should see a statue. Do you see it" I sound off that I see it. " Good, you're going to walk over there and then you will see a bench with a person wearing a green and white shirt. Sit beside them, they are who you are going to talk to."