Bare me a kit

Ch 7

Keith

I groan and sit up in my nest of pillows and blankets. So warm I nuzzle into the nest and barrow under. Fuzzy. I smile rubbing my face into the soft fluffiness. A gentle knock was placed on my door before it opens. I sit up turning to the door. Zarkon stood in the doorway.
"Are you feeling better?" He asks. I nod.
"How long was I out?" I crawl out from under my nest and fix it up before laying in it again.
"About two days. You were in and out of consciousness." He says.
My stomach has a small ache. "I'm hungry."

"Not yet kit. Come we are going to Haggar." He says holds his hand out like he was reaching for a child's hand. I get out of my nest and grab his hand. His grip tightens. I can feel a small tingle, like something was off. I shake it off as Zarkon lead me out of the royal quarters and down the hall. My tummy growls. My ears fall.
"I'm hungry"

"After Haggar sees you then we can get some food." Zarkon says. That tingle runs through my body. I stop walking. Zarkon sighs and turns to me. "Kit I do not have time for this."

"Why are we going to her?" I ask.

"Kit-"

"What's she gonna do to me?"

"Kitten now is not the time! You will be fine."

"She's not gonna cut off my limbs, is she?" I ask.

"I promise you will be fine."
He says.
"It won't harm the kits and pups?" I asked.
"No, I promise it won't." He says. I take in a breath and nod starting to walk by his side again. "It won't hurt will it?" I ask.
"No kit. You might be sore afterwards." He says stopping at a door and opens it. There was a purple metal table and straps. There was two trays. One had scary looking tools on it with injections filled with liquids. The second had a device that is in the shape of a spine. There were five black disks next to it.

They.......

They're gonna put that thing in me!

I turn to run. I snarl and pull at my hand. Zarkon pulls me in.
"I DONT WANNA!" I scream stumbling and trying to break free. I bite his hand. A Druid grabs me and forced me down to my knees. And held me in place. They line a tube up to my mouth. I turn my head away. My head was forced back and my jaw was prided open.
Stop it! ALPHA MAKE THEM STOP!

I gag as they put it in. It slides down my throat. I squirm and struggle. They take another tube and put it by my nose. A gross gas blows at my face. Tears slide down my face. My body relaxes. My eyes grow heavy. They pull the gras tube away and strap the muzzle around my face and injected me. I was lifted to the table and placed on my stomach. I want to move. My lungs start to burn when finally I'm given oxygen. It's not mine though.
"He's paralyzed now we should be fine."

"Good prep him. We will begin now sire."

"Keep him alive."

He promised. He said that they wouldn't do this. They cut my clothes off and clean me. I was strapped down. "Let's begin."
Sounds. I can feel pain. Deep, sharp, pain. It hurts. I can feel them peeling my back open. Hours of this. The pain. I cry silently as they work on my, occasional they would give me the gass to calm me.

Third pov

The Duirds works hours on end, carefully cutting right along the center of his spine and to not spill spinal fluids. Zarkon went to a meeting. Carefully they place the device around Keith's spine. It outlined the bone structure perfectly. With a click it clips into place. They start to close him up before attaching the five disks on his back. Small, medium, largest back to medium and small. They covered his upper back. Haggar places a cylinder on The largest disk. It starts to fill up with yellow quintessence. She closes the Cylinder taking the tube.
"Once he is able to move take him back to Zarkons Quarters. I must analyze this." Haggar says leaving the room. The Druids unstrap Keith and wrap him in bandages before setting him on his side. Keith lays there for a long while before regaining movement. First his fingers, then his feet. The Druids remove the mask and pull it out slowly. Keith coughs and gasps for air as he's able to breath on his own once again. A Druid helps him sit up before scooping the hybrid into his arms and carries him off.

Keith was back in the guest bedroom in his nest. An IV a bag off water was on a hover drone. Keith curls up in pain and pulls a blanket to his face to hide from everything.
The next day Haggar comes in to check on him yet he doesn't cooperate and stays silent. Zarkon comes in with food. And sets it on the Nightstand.
"You need to eat kit." He says and stares at the hybrid.
"The kin need the food. So you must eat." Zarkon says a little more impatient. Zarkons eyes narrow on the pile. He starts moving the sheet away to find two pillows. He looks around the room. When sniffing comes from the bathroom. Zarkon stands at the door ready to barge in but stops and gently knocks taking a breath of air.
"Kit?" He says and opens the door slowly. In the closet tucked under the shelf was Keith curled in a ball facing the wall with his shirt off. His back had scratches all over the place. The five disks had a faint purple glow.
"Kit." Zarkons sits down against the wall and reaches for the hybrid. A single finger makes Keith jolt and scrunch up even more.
"Y-You P-promised they w-w-wouldn't hurt me. Y-you said it wouldn't h-h-hurt." Keith says sobbing like a child. Zarkon reaches in and very gently pulls Keith out. Keith sobs as he was pulled into Zarkons lap and was cradled
"Take it off. P-please take it off! I h-hate it! I-I don't want it!" Keith begs

"I'm afraid I can't kit. Much like the Champions arm."

Keith sobs squirming and crawling out of the emperors lap back under the closet shelf. Keith scratches at his back leaving tails of red markings. Zarkon stands and heads into the bedroom grabbing the plate of food and a cup of water and brings it to the bathroom setting it on the floor.
"Please eat kit. You need to heal. It's just a monitor kit. I'm curious about your body structure and why you're so delicate." Zarkon says.
Keith lifts his head looking to Zarkon.
"Why? Can it be removed? Please?"
Keith asks quietly.
"I much rather have this stay in you then having Haggar skin you and break your bones. She can take blood and samples of your quintessence to study. It is less painfully this way."
Keith flips over and crawls out, his tail wraps around his tummy. Keith takes the plate of food scarfing it down along with gulping the water down.
Zarkon sets the plate on the counter and gets to his feet before scooping up the hybrid, and heading into the bedroom. Zarkon sets Keith in his nest and leaves the kit to sleep in peace. He opens his tablet sitting on the couch.

Keith was suspicious and got up quietly and go to the door and tries to listen.

"Your research?" He says.

"Successful. His quintessence is much stronger. With this we can finally rid Voltron from existence."

"And the kin?" Zarkon asked.

"Healthy sire. The kin are small, but small kin might be normal for humans." Haggar says over the communicator.
"Sire? Perhaps we should taunt voltron a little bit."

"How so?"

"Perhaps a, public mating."
The room was quiet. Zarkon sits back and let's out a hum.
"Not know. The kit needs rest" Zarkon says and stands up. "Keep up the research."
"Vrapid sa." The witch's before communications were cut off. Keith heads back to bed and falls asleep. He has to find a blade member and fast.