A war ripped love-Klance
Chapter 1-
~Alteans~
The castle was silent and everyone was asleep. Apart from the small Prince, who often roamed the castle at night. Ever since he could walk, he used to go to Blue. He was now ten and loved to talk to Blue to calm him. Prince Lance tiptoed towards the hanger that held the Blue lion. He often liked to sit and talk to Blue, because he felt she would listen. He entered the hanger with a smile.
"Hey gorgeous~" Lance smiled. Walking towards her, he dropped the long black cloak that was draped over him, to stop being spotted. Blue purred in response and lowered her barrier and lay down. Lance sat leaning against her giant metal paw. He sighed. "I hope one day, I get to pilot you, Blue. Just me and you soaring through the stars." Lance whispered to her, getting a purr in agreement.
He stood up and climbed up her paw lying on her back. He looked up to the ceiling of the hanger where, with the help of Blue, he had painted stars and planets. This helped him relax. He heard the hanger door slide open, just after seeing Blues barrier go up. He looked over her head, hiding.
"Lance? Lance I know you're in here. Come out please. You need rest." He heard a voice yell in a hushed whisper. "You need to stop coming in here, King Alfor will get mad." He sighed tapping Blue's head. Blue lowered her head as she put her barrier down. Lance climbed off to see Coran, the royal adviser, standing there.
"Bye Blue, see you later." He whispered as Blue raised her head and her barrier. Coran held out his hand, which Lance took and they walked out of the hanger. When they got outside his room, Coran told him not to do it again, because 'King Alfor will get mad'. That's always the reason. Lance slumped back into his room and back into his bed as Coran tucked him in.
"Goodnight, sweet Prince." Coran whispered, passing him his favorite Galran teddy, that he got from Zarkon when he was born. It was a small, fluffy, Galran warrior teddy.
"Thanks, Coran. I'll protect this universe alongside the mighty MR. GALRA, just wait 'til I grow up. I'll join the Galra in fighting for the universe." Lance beamed as Coran chuckled. Lance snuggled into his blanket, as Coran gave a concerned look before leaving. Lance dozed off into a deep sleep.
~Galra~
A small figure scuttled across the ship. A Galran soldier, guarding one of the doors, looks up. Looking around he sees someone run past. He readies his weapon, aiming into the dark abyss, watching. A small Galran child pounces onto the soldier as he shoots the floor and wall. He pushes the guard to the floor with a toothy grin.
"Gotcha." He smirked, as alarms rung through the ship. "Errr, whoops?" he chuckled nervously. The Galran soldier stood up, grabbing by the collar of his shirt.
"whoops indeed, little one" he frowned as Galra soldiers, flooded the hallway, followed by Zarkon.
"What is the meaning of this?" Zarkon shouted. The soldier held the small child up. "Jesus Christ, someone get Krolia. Krolia! Where is she?" Zarkon's voice shook the whole ship. Krolia came running through one of the hallways, looking very tired and worried.
"There you are Keith! Stop running through the ship at night and don't alert the guards. Otherwise I'll have to throw you out the airlock." She cautioned, grabbing him.
"Krolia. This is the fifth time this week. Please, I need rest. I know he's only 12, but seriously. Do something about it or else." He warned, waving the guards away and walking towards his chambers. Krolia took Keith and walked through the halls until they reached their room. Upon entering Krolia turned to Keith and smiled.
"Honey, you need to stop or we're gonna get kicked off the ship. Okay?" She whispered. Keith nodded. "Now. Go to your brother and sleep. Mommas just gotta check something." Keith nodded and pranced over to the bed where his brother was and lay down next to him. His mother sat at the desk in the corner with the little lamp on. Keith fell asleep, cuddling his little brother Kaiden in his arms. Krolia looked over and smiled. "Goodnight angels." She whispered. "May your dreams be pleasant and your wishes be granted." She turned to finish what she was doing.