Disclaimer : I don't own any Voltron characters , they belong to world events productions. I do however own my characters.
Author's Note : This fanfic has been a long time coming. I originally came up with this character in my yahoo group rogue Squdron Headquarters where we did a star wars/voltron rpg crossover. I hope you like her, and thanks to everyone who has welcomed me into the community. I love to get feedback and creative critique. Now, on with the show. And to all the gang at KAEX and my editor WarzonePrez
Prologue
Lennox Hill Hospital, NYC
"We need a crash car, stat" the Medic yelled as he wheeled the gurney into the hospital.
The nurse came around the counter and started triage.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Side impact crash," he yelled. "The drivers side was totally smashed, but the passenger side sustained some damage." He motioned at the young man he was pushing. "He was driving." Then the EMTs also brought in another figure. The young woman was sobbing hysterically between contractions.
"Save my baby," she whimpered softly over and over.
"Get her into the room stat," the nurse said. "This baby's coming. How far are you my dear?"
"Eight months," she replied. "Please, will my baby make it? It's all I have left." She gasped as she noticed the other man being wheeled off. The nurse patted her hand.
"Well do our best my dear," the nurse said. "Now you have to stay calm to deliver this little angel."
"Push!" the doctor said. "You can do it." The young woman let out a scream of pain and agony as she bore down. Her brown hair hung in limp strands around her face and her violet eyes were tear filled.
"Please," she pleaded as she thrashed on the bed, "save my baby!" Another contraction ripped through her as she started screaming. After what seemed like hours, finally the doctor grinned. He then held out his hands as the baby slid out into them. Reaching for the scissors he cut the cord and tied it off. He then turned to the nurse and handed her the baby.
"Please," the woman said, "let me see. Is it a girl or boy?" The mother held out her hands. "Also, is he safe? My beloved?"
"Were just going to clean up a bit and then you can hold your baby," the dr spoke softly. "I will also find out." He turned to wash his hands and spoke quietly to the nurse before he left the room. Suddenly, the nurse came over and injected something into the woman's IV.
"Everything will be all right dear," the nurse said. "You just need to rest."
"What are you doing?" the mother said, panicked. "Where is my baby?" She screamed, then a moment later she fell back among the pillows.
"Just sleep my dear," the nurse replied. "You will have your answer shortly." After injecting something into the IV, the nurse looked down at the young woman for a moment before sighing. "I do wish this hadn't happened, but it must." She then opened the door and had two orderlies wheel the woman to her room. A few minutes later , the door opened and a tall figure slipped into the room. The figure went over to the bed and looked down. He grinned as he watched the young woman dying but before she breathed her last she looked up at him.
"You bastard," she said.
"It is done, good work," the voice spoke to the young nurse.
"Yes, it's done," the nurse replied, "but I'm not happy about this. What right do you have to play god? She did nothing to you. He did nothing to you. Why did you do it?"
"I have every right," the hooded figure said, pulling out a gun and shooting the nurse, watching her fall to the floor. The mysterious man walked over to the bassinet and picked up the tiny infant. He looked down at the tiny bundle, as if to see something that was missed. He took one last look at the woman lying still in the bed.
"Well played my dear," he said. "However, I shall have the last laugh." He grinned evilly as he headed towards the door and closed it behind him.
A few hours later, an older gentleman and woman came through the doors of the hospital to pandemonium. The man grabbed a nurse
"Our son, he was involved in an accident," he said.
"I'm sorry," the nurse said. "Let me find out. It's been pandemonium around here." She hurried behind the counter and typed in the name given. "You will want to see Dr, Hartley. I'll have him paged." A few minutes later the doctor came out and motioned for the couple to follow him. They walked down the corridor and the woman paled at the sign above which read "MORGUE". The doctor then opened a case from the wall and spoke softly
"I'm sorry," he said solemnly. The man felt tears come his eyes as he looked down.
"Why, my son?" he cried. "Was she worth it?"
About an hour later, the mysterious figure boarded a plane, and they left New York behind. It was only then that the figure breathed softly and finally relaxed with a drink a young stewardess brought him. He thought back to the nights events and knew that it was over…he had won.
"Nothing will every harm me again," he said to himself. "I am the last." He raised the glass and then closed his eyes, pleased with himself over a job well done….