Don't Repeat History
I couldn’t help myself ;u;
- This small scene is BASED on this beautiful comic of @kaxpha Lost Lance Au. (Art: http://kaxpha.tumblr.com/post/159880198382/kaxpha-part-22-hell-go-back-and-apologize)
- Credit to my amazing amazing talented funny wonderful @kaxpha who just keep making cry.
- This is not cannon in her Au. This is just my take on it, so yeah, keep that in mind!!
Ok, I’m done. I did this like, in half and hour and stuff so it’s pretty simple but yeah. *Shrugs*
Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me and neither does the AU.
The words leave him before he could stop himself.
“This is the Blue Lion?” He asks, voice small as he stares up at the big lion in front of him, something inside him urging him to come closer but he pushes it back stubbornly.
Allura nods besides him, a pleased smile on her face. “Yes, you used to be her paladin. The Blue Lion is known to be one of the friendliest of Lions; your bond with her has been so strong since the beginning, never wavering in the least. It is said that –”
Lance tunes Allura’s voice down, leaving behind a faint ringing noise in his ears as he stares wide eyed at Blue’s motionless eyes.
He feels a tug inside him one more time and this time he winces, feeling it more physically than mental.
The ringing turns into purrs and soft growling and Lance breathing come out short as he watches Blue’s dim eyes lighten up with life.
One, two, three ticks and then it’s like Blue’s eyes snap open and images fill his head.
He can’t make sense of anything. The faces are blurred, the noises that start as laughter turn into painful screams and sobs. Every feeling overwhelms him: there’s anxiety, excitement, stubbornness, determination, pride, love.
There’s relief. There’s a soft comfort feeling in the back of his head but it’s not enough to calm his breathing, to ease his tense shoulder and beating heart.
Lance vaguely notices that he started shaking, barely hearing the muffled drowned voice of Allura near him, calling to him, asking for him.
He doesn’t understand the words, but he doesn’t bothers to. He just needs to go, there’s too much around him and inside him. He can’t be here, he can’t deal with this, he needs to leave.
He needs to leave.