Ok, legal stuff. I do not own Voltron or its characters(Lotor, Allura, Zarkon, Haggar, Keith...you get the point.) Voltron and its characters and logos are owned by WEP(World Event Productions and Toei Animations. I do not make any profit from this work. This is fanfiction and is done strictly for personal enjoyment and sharing it with other Voltron fanfic fans. All original characters(characters not already known to be in the Voltron universe) for this story are mine.

Chapter 2

Now that he had Allura, Lotor signaled for his personal fighter. He smirked to himself at how laxed the security had become. Allura's friends had gotten too comfortable with the peace Arus now enjoyed. And the price for letting down their guard was losing Allura.

"The fools made it almost too easy for me. And by the time they discover Allura is missing, we'll be long gone." He said to himself as the ship hovered in the air beside the bay window of Allura's room. A sensor was activated and the lid of the cockpit opened. Carefully Lotor walked across the wing of the craft and then placed Allura in the passenger seat next to his. He stepped across and then fastend the safety belts across Allura's waist and chest. He glanced at her to make sure she was only asleep. He checked her pulse and watched her breathe for a moment. When he was satisfied she was merely asleep, he closed the lid to his fighter and raised it above the castle. Flipping a switch he engaged the new cloaking device recently installed in the vessle. It allowed lesser ships to sneak past the best radars. But Arus's radar was still hopelessly outdated so Lotor had no trouble intruding the planet. Once he was out of the planet's airspace, he switched on his communicator.

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On Planet Doom a group of newly aquired slaves were being hereded into the slave pens. men were segregated from women, and children and elders were grouped together. The slaves moved slowly grumbling and complaining. That was until the crack of a whip made them suddenly move up to a frantic pace.

"Get moving worms!" Yelled the slave master. He cracked his whip many times motivating the slaves to hurry up. A druel known as Cossack, or to the many slaves, Cossack the Terrible, kept watch over the process. He was infamous for torturing prisoners with great cruelty. He was very good at getting information the king needed out of anyone who had it. He watched the slaves being moved until his communicator crackled to life. He took it from his utility belt and switched it on.

"What?" He asked with a grumble.

"That's a fine way to talk to your prince, Cossack." Lotor growled.

"Shit! Apologies highness." Cossack said embarrasingly gritting his teeth.

"Where are you now?" Lotor asked.

"Slave pens. The king's got a bunch of new slaves from planet Arta." Cossack answered.

"Find somewhere quiet. The plan so far is a success." Lotor replied.

"You got her!" Cossack yelled.

"Lower your voice you twit! You want the whole castle to hear you!" Lotor snapped.

"Sorry, sorry." Cossack mumbled as he walked away from the slave pens.

"Commander, where are you going?" Asked one of the slave masters.

"Important business, now get back to penning those slaves." Cossack ordered sternly. He hurriedly walked to a secluded spot where he could continue the conversation in private.

"You still there?" Cossack asked.

"Where else would I be your dimwit? Are you alone now?" Lotor asked with an irritated growl.

"Yah. So, you really got the princess this time?" Cossack asked.

"Yes, I've got her. For now she's asleep. But I've got her and by the time those stupid lion pilots realize she's missing I'll have her far away from Arus." Lotor answered.

"So, when are you coming back to Doom?" Cossack enquired.

"I don't know. I only know that I can't bring Allura back while my father is still king. Once he's been dethroned, I'll bring Allura with me. And even then, we won't stay there long." Lotor answered.

"Sire, this plan of yours... are you sure you should do this? I mean taking the throne is one thing, but relocating the entire castle to a new planet entirely. That's a huge undertaking even for you." Cossack said.

"It will work. Doom is a dead planet and our people are dying with it. It's time things changed, and once I am king those changes will become a reality. The new kingdom will become the jewel of the empire." Lotor said with a confident tone.

"All that sounds great, but not everhone is gonna agree with this." Cossack replied with skeptism in his voice.

"Then they can all rot in hell with my father." Lotor said with a growl.

"Speaking of which, what are you gonna do when he realizes you aren't coming back?" Cossack questioned.

"I can't worry about that now. He won't be able to find me anyway. Besides, when the Voltron force realizes Allura is gone they'll suspect I took her to Doom. My father will be too busy dealing with them to worry about me. And with Allura gone, Voltron will be one lion short. And knowing them, they'll try to mount a rescue. Then my father can have his precious victory. And once he's defeated Voltron, I'll take the steps needed to suplant him. He will crush Voltron, and then I will crush him." Lotor explained confidently.

"Sounds good sire. I gotta go. The inmates are getting rowdy. Gotta go put them in their place." Cossack said with a sadistic chuckle.

"Heh, have fun." Lotor said with a laugh of his own.

"I always do." Cossack said and turned off his communicator.

Lotor turned off his ship's communicator and set course for his destination. The cloaking device would keep Doom's radar from detecting him until it was too late. Once the course was set, he took out the small velvet box from his pocket and looked at it. Then he looked over at Allura who was still out cold. A pang of guilt went through him. He hadn't wanted to kidnap her. He had hoped that she would at least consider being with him. But Allura still feared him. Her anger with him was still quite fierce. He regretted that. He regretted having been cruel to her in the past. He'd not given any thought to actually falling in love with her. When he first saw her, he wanted her as a pleasure slave. But as time passed and he saw her heart and her spirit, he came to see her as more than just a pretty face. She was worthy of his heart and not just hs bed. She had awakened something in him that he thiought had died with his mother. He honestly loved Allura. But convincing her that his love was true would be a great challenge. And gaining her love would be an even greater feat.

"Things will be different Allura. I promise you that." He said to her even as she sat sleeping in the chair next to him. He knew when she awakened she would be very upset. It would be an uphill battle to win her love. It would take time to soothe her fears. But he would find a way.

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It was a while before Allura awoke. Her eyes slowly opened and fluttered as they began to adjust to the light that now enveloped her. It was not a harsh, blinding light. It was a soft glow, but Allura's eyes still had to adjust after being closed for quite some time. She began to stir, but sitting up too quickly caused a shooting pain to pulse in her head. She let out a groan and rubbed her forehead with her hands. She laid back down as her head continued to throb. At first she didn't remember what had happened before she blacked out. As her vision continued to improve she slowly pushed herself up into a sitting position and started to scan her surroundings. From what she could ascertain she was in bed. She was in a bedroom, a bedroom that she began to realize was not her own. She looked down and saw the pale lavender, satin comforter covering the lower half of her body. She placed her hands against her face rubbing it in an attempt to make the headache go away.

She tried to think of how she could have gotten into this room. Allura slowly pushed the covers away from her body. She noticed she was still in her nightgown. She wearily moved to get her feet flat on the floor. She felt the soft, plush carpet against the soles of her feet. Her room didn't have carpeting quite this lavish.

"I must have been sleepwalking." She said to herself as she wobbled unsteadily to a standing position.

"Did Nanny have new carpet put in? She couldn't possibly afford anything like this." Allura commented as she made a slow trek toward the door. She made it to the door and slowly turned the knob to open it. She looked with groggy eyes at what appeared to be a mass of dark blue, black, and a hint of red. Slowly she looked up and her eyes widened in terror. She found herself staring into a familiar pair of golden cat like eyes. Those eyes belonged to Lotor. Lotor! Now she remembered. He had knocked her out with something and kidnapped her. Her mouth opened as if to scream, but the sound was caught in her throat. She saw his hand reaching out for her face. The last thing she remembered was something going over her mouth and nose.

"Doom..." she thought as a new wave of terror broke over her. Her worst nightmare was coming true. Lotor's hand drew closer to Allura's face.

"NO!" She screamed at last and stumbled backwards falling on the floor. Ending up on her rear, she started to scoot backwards. She was too panic strickened to notice the look of concern on Lotor's face. He rushed foward to pull her to her feet. But as startled as she was, she found the strength to get to her feet. She wanted to run past the druel prince to the door, but fear kept her still. She clung to the railing of the bed as her eyes widened.

"Get away from me! Go away!" She screamed.

"Allura, it's all right. I won't hurt you." Lotor said trying to calm the terrified princess.

"You drugged me! You monster!" She exclaimed with both fear and anger.

He couldn't deny her accusation. He had drugged and kidnapped her. But he had not acted cruely toward her. At least he didn't see it that way. Of course, his view and Allura's view of the situation certainly did not match at the moment.

"Allura, calm down. Yes, I drugged you. I took you off Arus..." He began.

"I'm not on Arus!" The exclamation came out as more of a demanding question than a terrified statement.

"No, you're not. But you're not on Doom either." Lotor answered.

That left Allura in shock and suprise. Lotor hadn't taken her to Doom? Surely that would have been the very place he would have spirited her off too. If she wasn't on either Doom or Arus, then where was she?

"Where am I then?" Allura demanded.

"Somewhere safe. Somewhere my father cannot hurt you." The prince answered calmly.

"What do you mean? Where have you taken me?" Allura asked in a harsh tone.

"I told you, somewhere safe. My father doesn't know where this planet is. He won't be a threat to you now." Lotor answered.

"My friends will find me Lotor. They will come for me and when they do,"

"No Allura, they won't. Your friends don't know where this planet is either. They won't be interfering with us this time."

"You lie!" Allura spat.

"It's the truth Allura. Your friends won't find this planet because it can't be found by conventional means. I, and I alone have the key to getting to this world." Lotor stated.

"You're just saying that to scare me." Allura said accusingly.

"Why would I do that Allura? I don't want you to be afraid of me." Lotor replied trying to keep himself calm.

"I don't care what you want!" Allura cried.

"It's obvious talking to you right now isn't going to work. I'll come back when your anger has calmed." Lotor said.

"Take me back to Arus! I demand you take me back home!" Allura barked.

"That's one place you can't go. You're angry now, but when you've cooled down perhaps you'll listen to what I have to say." Lotor replied as his own patience began to wear thin.

"Never! I'll never listen to you! I HATE you!" Allura screeched at the top of her lungs.

His own temper beginning to flare, Lotor decided it was a good time to leave Allura alone. But the moment he closed the door behind him, the verbal barrage was accompanied by the sounds of things crashing against the door. Lotor looked down at the floor and growled to himself. His hands curled into fists. He had expected Allura to be upset, but he hadn't expected her to be this furious. Though he knew in the back of his mind he should have been more prepared for her reaction. He left summon a maid to clean up the mess he knew was now scattered behind the door. The scornful cries of the princess rang in his ears. He swore he would not take it personally. Allura was angry. He still had hope that once she cooled her jets she would be a bit more receptive to his proposal.

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It had been a while since the prince had arrived with Allura. She was still in her room laying on her bed curled into a tight ball. How could this be happening? It had to have been a bad dream. But everytime she opened her eyes she found herself in the same room. She looked over at the door and noticed all the debris from her tantrum had been cleaned up. Her eyes were still red and puffy from bouts of crying. She was alone on a strange planet and her friends wouldn't know where to find her.

"If I ever get back home, I'll never leave my window open again." She said with a sob.

"He hasn't taken me to Doom. Why? What kind of sick plan does he have for me?"

As she thought to herself the door opened. She shivered with fear thinking it was Lotor. But instead it was a young woman carrying a large platter wiht a domed lid. She entered Allura's room and politely set the platter upon the bed.

"His highness thought you would be hungry." She said kindly.

Allura said nothing. She waited for the maid to leave and slowly stretched out. She looked at the platter. Knowing the prince probably selected the food made her want to throw it across the room. But she was rather hungry and didn't want to hurt the feelings of the person who most likely worked hard on the meal. With an exasperated sigh she lifted the dome and looked at the display of food. There were fruits, cubes of cheese and pastries. She surmised the prince had chosen what he thought would please her. It was an attempt to curry her favor. But it would take a lot more than food to win her over. She didn't want to eat it. She wished Lotor was in the room so she could throw every little piece of food at him. She wanted to imagine hurling condiments at that smirking face of his. She wanted to tie him up and stuff the food down his throat until he couldn't breathe.

"Someone went to a lot of trouble to fix this, so I might as well eat." She sighed.

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Zarkon had been impatiently waiting for news of his son's return. But when the prince's absense continued, the king began to wonder if Lotor was ever coming back. "He's been gone too long. That idiot probably got himself captured. Perhaps I should just let him sit where he is and rot. That brat had been nothing but trouble since he met that damned princess." The old king growled.

"He did say he wouldn't return without the princess." Haggar replied.

"I should have never let him go to Arus. If I had ordered him to stay put, none of this would have ever happened." The old king said.

"I'm sure he'll be back soon. Once he's captured the princess, Arus will be yours." Haggar said trying to calm the king's growing anger.

"Knowing him, he's screwed this up like he screws everything up. The gods are punishing me for even having allowed him to live in the first place." Zarkon replied with a scowl.

"Give him a little more time your majesty. And if he does not return, then drastic measures should be taken." Haggar advised.

"I've given that fool too much time already. I'm sending a battalion to planet Arus. I want him back princess or no princess. Then it'll be a wedding or an execution that will be planned." Zarkon warned.

"Very well sire." Haggar answered.

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The mood at the castle of lions had gone from laughter and light heartedness to one of abject worry and despair. Nanny sat in a chair in the castle control center sobbing uncontrollably. Keith felt like punching down a few walls to soothe hsi anger while Coran tried to remain calm. Pidge, Lance and Hunk also tried to calm everyone down.

"I can't believe he just snuck in and took her!" Keith yelled.

"We don't know it was Lotor who took her." Lance said.

"He took her Lance! The cloth was found in her bedroom! Hell it's like he left it there for us to find it! He takes her away and then mocks us by leaving the evidence behind!" Keithy barked.

"My baby! My poor baby! That horrible man took her back to that awful planet of his! Who knows what he's doing to her right now! We must get her back!" Nanny sobbed.

"He took her to Doom, so let's go get her back." Lance said with a huff.

"Are you crazy! Without the blue lion we can't form Voltron. And without Voltron we don't stand a chance against Doom." Keith replied pounding one fist against the palm of his other hand.

"What are we supposed to do then? We can't just sit back while that creep is doing God knows what to Allura!" Lance shouted.

"And we should do what, just rush in and get ourselves killed! Oh yah, that would do Allura world of good right now!" Keith yelled.

"Calm down, both of you!" Coran yelled. It was a rare thing for the advisor to raise his voice. The four pilots stood silent after the outburst.

"The only way we can mount a sucessful rescue mission is to contact Sven and get him back to Arus." He said calming the tone of his voice back down.

"Sven's on Pollux with Romelle. We don't have time to wait. Four lions are better than no lions." Lance protested.

"No. Coran is right. We've got to get Sven back on the team." Keith said also trying to ease his temper.

"Shit!" Lance yelled hitting his fist against the wall.

Coran turned with a frustrated sigh. As much as he hated to admit it, they didn't have the luxuray of time. But without all five lions, the rescue mission would become a suicide mission. This time Lotor had truly put them between a rock and a hard place. If they waited for Sven, it might be too late to rescue Allura before she was married off to Lotor. But if they rushed off without Sven, then it would be likely they'd die before even getting to Allura at all.

"We must get Sven back. Then we can attempt a rescue." Coran said.

"Then let's call him already! For all we know Lotor's putting a ring on Allura's finger and a chain around her neck!" Lance demanded.

"I'll open a channel to planet Pollux. I can only pray we can get Sven back in time."

Well, got chapter two typed up, and this time I composed it in front page instead of in notebook. I learned my lesson on that one...won't do that again. In a hurry I posted chapter one after pasting it from notebook and didn't realize the structure was way out of whack. Again, my thanks to Prince Lotor Sincline for pointing that out to me. This time things look as they should hopefully.

Anyway, little bits of Lotor's plans are being revealed, and he has some grand plans indeed. The next chapter deals pretty much with Allura and Lotor though there is a little bit of time on Arus, but chapter three is again Lotor/Allura centric.

I hope to get chapter three typed up sometime soon.

Hope everyone enjoys chapter two. As you all will see, it's not exactly going as Lotor would like...at least as in regards to his relationship with Allura.

Christine (The Dark Rose)