Hellish

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 There was one point in my life where I knew where I was going. What I was doing. Where I was headed. I seen the best in everyone and I thrived to be like them. Lance was funny- no, he was possibly the funniest boy alive. Hunk cared about people with an immense amount. Pidge seemed to always know when I was in need of a talk. Keith- oh Keith... If I could change what had happened, and how it did, I would do it for the world. I guess there isn't much to that left, huh? Now I'm stuck here. I'm stuck in this cell, and there's nothing I can do about it. There's nothing to do, and I'm chained up. The marks they gave me glow in a purple hue, with every move a white hot pain engulfs my arm. I've gotten use to it, but that doesn't mean it's nonetheless annoying.

*Keith's P.O.V* 

"Keith, its been seven pheobs. I don't think..." Allura pauses, shifting her weight to another leg. "I don't think we'll find her. There's thousands, possibly millions, of Galra connections and we donn't even know where to start. We've looked as far as we possibly could. We have no leads. I'm sorry, Keith, but-"

"Stop saying that. Stop saying that you're sorry and that we won't find her. Look, I know we've barely scratched the surface but we've just have to find her. She's an essential part of the team-"

"No, Keith. We don't necessarily need her to form Voltron. She's a medic, and this isn't our first priority."

I glare at her. Did she just say that? Y/N's not important to this team? Allura must have lost her goddamn mind if she doesn't believe for one second that I'm going to find Y/N.

"...Keith? Are you okay?" Allura whispers. 

"No. No I'm not." I pace out of the room, hot tears attempting to spill out of my eyes. "I'm going for a ride in red. Don't follow me."

*Y/N's POV // The Next Day*

I sit in my chains once more, malnourished, forever longing for a way out. There's nothing for me anymore. I'm simply a weapon to Zarkon now, not usable to anyone else. I'm thirsty.

"Allow her to fight the next round?" I hear a guard inquire. 

"Yeah, its been a few movements."

My eyelids are heavy, yet I still look up to the sound of the cell's electronic lasers shut off. Is this it? Am I done for? No. I can't just stop now. I can't just stop fighting. I have to get back to Lilac. I have to get back to my team. As the guards lift me up, they struggle to unlatch the chains from the wall. I quickly stand up and change places with one of the guards, wrapping the chain around his neck. The other guard reaches for his gun but I knee him in the stomach. He stumbles and I push the other guard into him. One of my chains in unlatched, and I feel this white hot in the free arm. 

My vision suddenly turns purple. I rip the other chain gauntlet off of my other arm, and my hands are suddenly laced in delicate purple swirls and designs. The first guard struggles to get himself up, using his gun for support. I kick it from his grasp and pick him up off the ground.

"You tell Zarkon, Sendak, whomever you can, that they will pay for their wrongdoings against the universe. They will not achieve their goal. They will not win. Tell them that Y/N will personally execute whomever may come in my way." I drop the guard, and walk out of the cell. I place my hand on the recognizer, and close the cell once more. Now I just have to find a way home. I climb up into the vents on the ceiling, and close my eyes.

 Lilac. Cmon girl, I need you. I hope our bond is strong enough for this. Cmon, Lilac. I need your help. 

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