There was a powerful surge that suddenly burst, Haggar felt it all way in deep space. It presence nearly overwhelmed her, her blood tingled...so deliciously powerful. It didn't seem natural, its sudden appearance. Did it come through? Through one of the rifts? Was it another? Like all those years ago? Whatever it was, she knew she had to have it.
Gathering her Druids perform the necessary ritual to locate this new source. And locate she did, establishes the connection. Such power, such wonderful that would be a great asset to theGarla Empire. She needed it, she had to have it. Using her words persuaded her Emperor to agree. Locating the source was the easy part, finding it was the next. And taming it would be oh so sweet. Knowing she'd have to approach them cautiously, finding them alone. Frighten and confused in the barren remains shattered and destroyed planets and...stars. This surge was this powerful, the witch was in complete awe. Treading slowly, reach the center to find the source. Her smile drops once she discovers the actual source.
This couldn't be right, this just couldn't. Haggar's mind screamed, but, it was. Sensing its craving hunger and raging confusion. It was lost. With no direction. Moldless. Wanting.
It needed guidance and Haggar needed it. Approaching them, the witch knew she needed the right words to lure it, to control it. Reaching out a hand speaks, the words of a savior it saw her as. That they didn't hesitate to take her hand.
Helping them up, Haggar looks at them. What radiant beauty and the danger it would become, under her care and tutelage. Stroking some their draped red hair, tucking a bit behind their ear. And to the surprise of her Druids and the guards that accompanied her, wipes the hot tears streaming from their glowing eyes that began to fade back into its natural blue. Staring deeply into the witch's eyes for solace.
"You have great power, child," Haggar said with twisted praise. "you create such beauty and destruction. Yes, I can see it. Untapped to be molded. What is your name? Child?"
In a shaky voice, they answer. "A-April."
Haggar sneers in disgust for a second. "No. What is your real name?"
Right then that source came and took over, and spoke in a voice much different. In the voice, Haggar heard. "Za-Naron."
Pleased, Haggar smiles. "Za-Naron, my child come and crave your name in fear of others." She starts to lead them back to their new home, but to Haggar their new prison and she as the master.
In the absence of space in debris, the Garla fleet set straight on course in all its might and iron-authoritarian power went through unopposed and unmatched. Casting dominate shadows over shadowing them. Fighting them away. Within the main vessel of the fleet where their Emperor Zarkon resides along with his loyal followers, through the halls his witch and leader of the dark magic users, The Druids, Hagger creep through like the death. On her sides her Druids. Stuck close by, when one suddenly stops catching Hagger's attention immediately.
"What is it?"She insists, to sense the answer herself. A wicked smile coiled across her lips with a gleam to match. Walking over to her Druid looks in the direction their attention was at. "So, they've come back." Mockingly scoffs. "No matter, there will be a pleasant surprise awaiting. Come, you know what to do."
Outside the fleet, hidden well in the shadows of the large chunks of rocks a slim and petite figure garbed in dark silver lightweight, tech armor to mask their presence, which they highly doubt was. Eye the largest fleet with focus and determination. Use the scanner in their dark helmet visors pinpoint the location, locating the target. The wavelengths and energy signal all matched. It was now or never to act, they had to be swift and again hopefully undetectable. In and out. Should damage arise maybe just a little, if the mission allowed it.
Their heart palpitations began to rise along with the tingling in their legs. Which quickly they pushed down in order to focus. Now was not the time to feel a spike, maybe the first time they've done it, but, not anymore now. This time their plan would work...it just had too. Right?
Not sure if it would or not if they didn't move from this spot and start already. Taking a deep breath run and jump off exhaling all at once shoot like an arrow unaided to the vessel. Eyes locked and tight. In one flawless motion quickly unlatch what was strapped to their side, the only memento of home and them, throw it with precision like an arrow. Hits its mark and sends out a small pulse. In that vicinity, hand outstretched grab hold of the hilt and create an opening. Slipping right inside, soon find themselves in the vents. This part they had to be careful, the last time they did this did not go well and soon their presence was alerted.
Touching the side of their helmet to suddenly get an incoming call. Knowing who it was from ignores it. And focuses back on the task at hand. Looking through the slits see the Garlas security-bots patroling. Remembering their footing and spacing, they get ready. After two sentries pass they open and slip down, quickly jumping behind the wall of an open hall. Pressing their back up against it. To stay concealed in the shadows. Holding their breath, as the bots pass.
Slinking down low rush off, their blade gripped tightly and ready in case. Keeping senses aware and alive. While trying to remain focus and not let their increasing heartbeat from going out of control. Feeling themselves reaching closer, their arm jitter just a bit as their speed increased. Adrenaline rushed all over to calm it transferred it gripping their blade more.
Just a little more, just a little more they would reach it. Feeling it tingling all over, they were close. Very close, making a quick and sharp left sprint down the long corridor. Feet barely touched the ground. Again another incoming message, this time flashing brightly. And again they ignore it. Not now, not at this very moment, they were so close. They would save them, they would bring them back and everything...everything would be good. They could get them back. After so long of trying to free them, from their captivity. Sure, things turned sour if not devastating after what they did, but, deep in their heart, they knew...they knew they could get their light once again.
Fantasying about it for just a second cost them the eliminate of surprise. Out of nowhere, they were struck hard by dark lighting and blasted back into the wall. Stun for a second and second was all they had. Rolling to the side before being struck again, pick themselves up and rush their attacker.
A Druid.
Who teleports out the way before being struck appearing behind shooting out a dark attack. Quick thinking saved them from being struck but not from being blind-sided by a heavy attack from Hagger. The witch with no mercy and sadistic glee fires a blast. Hitting her mark. Blasted back again, stun longer this time. Pick themselves up staggering a bit. Glare intensely at the witch. Who returns with a mocking smile.
Gripping the hilt of their short blade, stand firm and stubbornly. Behind their helmet, Hagger knew they were trying to devise the right step and attack. Counting herself and her two druids that made it an uneven match. It didn't matter to them, Hagger saw it in their eyes. Their desire and fickle hope that pleased the witch.
"You pest have you come to die?" Hagger said mockingly. Grinning."I will make sure of it this time." With a flick of her wrist Hagger sents out deadly lighting.
The figure moves just in time, evading the others. Remaining light on their feet weave and slide from their attacks. Only to be knocked from behind by one of the Druids. It didn't derail them, twisting around lands a kick onto one of them. Sending them back crashing into the wall. Landing downturn to Hagger locking onto her. Gritting charge her and thrust their blade directly into her. Screaming."Release them!"
Hagger side steps avoiding the attack, seeing this their footing turns and they back steps. Hagger teleports before the blade touched her, leaving behind an echoing cackle. Unsure where she would appear next, they stood still slowly circling around. Blocking out the blaring alarm that went off because of them. Their feet shift just a bit. Hagger could appear anywhere, she and her druids.
"They don't live anymore." Her voice echoes all around.
Trying to read their presence made it harder, something seem to be masking it. Still, they had to remain steady...and willful. Calming their mind and emotions that dripped out desperately.
Meanwhile outside hidden well and waiting nervously in the confines of small spacecraft hands tightly grasping the controls and pained gaze. Sweat droplets slithered down from their forehead off their chin. Quickly they wipe it away still keeping their attention at the Galran vessel, their partner, and friend reside. A blaring flash on the screen before them they had signaled to them which they ignored. They knew it was a trap and dared not to fear the worst. Swallowing the lodge stuck in their throat sitting helplessly.
Where could they be? The better question was, what was happening? Did they get captured too? Oh man, that would be good. No. Not after all this time. If they did then...then everything would have been for nothing. Tempted to call them knowing it would risk their presence, hiding from the Galrans was not an easy thing to do, looking at the readings of the energy levels for their veil, that cloaked the craft was going fast. And they'd be exposed.
Pressing their lips together. Suck in sharply. "Come on, come on."
An explosion came from a small area on the large cruiser along with a homing beacon. Locating their position, hurry and move. That had a narrow window to retrieve them, a very narrow window. Timing this right, find them, outside floating in the absence of space. Unconscience. Activating the tractor beam get them, to be hit by a few blast from the fighters. Shaking the small craft violently, they kept their focus on controls and hurry out of the danger zone.
No time for fine finesse, reckless driving was what would save them. Flashing warnings sprung up all around alerting them of the damages, ignoring them for now, push harder. The fighters still on their tail, using creative maneuvering to narrowly dodge their fire. With their mind split on living and the condition of their friend, made this situation a bit more stressful. Glancing down reading the loading hyperdrive, it was nearly there, jerking from another shot. Caused them to crash into some asteroids.
Grunting holding the controls together. Do their best, but, knew their best wasn't going to save them now. Their racing heartbeat beat upon their chest. Cursing mentally over this stupid mission. While searching inside for their last solace. Eyes shift down to the still charing hyperdrive.
This was it, they thought. All this led to the end. The weight of acceptance pressed against them. Muttering their last few words, slam their fist down just as fighters fire a barrage of shots.
Help!
A whisper screams.
That jolts Allura awake in a cold sweat. Holding her head felt something sharp pierce, clenching it more. Stands, nearly staggering, but manages to hold herself up. "I-I...I'm...c-coming."