Welcome To The War 》 Voltron

Chapter 33

Hunk eyed Shiro curiously.

"What's in your jacket?"

"... Nothing."

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"You've got to be vlorping kidding me!", Kipper exclaimed.

"They've already found him!", Pidge yelled.

Keith wheeled Azalea up to the two, with a black-haired toddler in Azalea's lap.

Pidge hopped off of Kipper's back so the hybrid could kneel down.

"Hey little man", Kipper smiled warmly, petting the kid's head, "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

Peter Brandon stared blankly at him.

"He's no better than Starlin, so good luck", Keith chuckled scornfully.

"I guess we head back to the Lions then."

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Starlin felt that knot in her chest.

Something wasn't right.

She watched the family enter an apartment building.

Maybe I was wrong....

A scream split out from the apartment only moments later.

Starlin sprinted straight for it.

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[WARNING: VIEWER DISGRETION ADVISED]

His wife lay dead in the floor.

She cheated on him.

She deserved to die.

She deserved every stab wound inflicted upon her body.

"Mommy?"

Richard looked up from his wife's body.
His young son, Dane, looked at her mutilated body.

No. Not his son.

Her lover's son that she passed off for his.

"Daddy, why are you bleeding?"

Richard smiled at his son.

"Come here, Dane."

The little boy shook his head, backing up in fear.

Richard snarled at the boy.

"Get your ass over here, you little bastard!"

Dane screamed as his father tackled him.

Richard didn't know what he was doing.

But it felt good. Ridding his life of his unfaithful wife's presence.

He stabbed the little boy. Over and over.

Listening to him scream.

Listening to his voice thicken with his own blood.

Watching his blood pour out from his body, never seeming to end.

"Blame your mother for this!", Richard screamed, "You never should've been born!"

A loud crash sounded as the front door shattered and went flying off of its hinges.

Richard's head snapped towards the noise.

He was shocked to see a woman there.

The woman gazed over his wife's dead body. Her face was stone cold.

Her glassy eyes traveled over to Richard, holding him in a steel-like gaze.

The she looked at Dane.

The mangled toddler with a dagger sticking out of him.

The woman's face suddenly softened, as if life was coming into her eyes.

Her lower lip quivered.

"You're just like him", she said suddenly.

"Get out!", Richard screamed.

He ran towards her.

I can't leave any witnesses.

Right before his hands grasped her throat, she punched him, sending him across the room.

"You're... No better... Than Ferin is...", She said, her voice cracking.
"Killing your family..."

"Why do you care?!", Richard scoffed. He spat out blood from where she punched him.

"I can make it hurt."

"What?"

In one instant, her eyes were wide and full of emotion. She grinned from ear to ear, showing off the scariest smile he'd ever laid eyes on.

"I can make it hurt...", She giggled quietly, "I can make you burn..."

The room exploded with her screams, engulfing the entire apartment with flames that seem to be radiating from her body.

"I can make you wish you never existed!", the woman laughed maniacally over Richard's screams of pain.