A/N Hello again and thanks for all the great reviews! As i'm writing about something that we all know the end result of, all the guessing about the plot is keeping me thoroughly entertained. All will be revealed! lol Sorry that this chapter is so short, but it didn't flow well with chapters 2 or 4 so it's on it's own. I'll update the next one quicker to make up for it. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Voltron, just my imagination!


Allura sighed as she turned off the water and exited the shower. The water had helped her sore muscles but hadn't done much for her state of mind. The latest attack had been brutal and had sent two of them to the infirmary, fortunately with only relatively minor injuries. Green had been pinned under the foot of the robeast, getting squeezed by the grinding pressure when Lotor's voice had broken through the COM channel and made his usual demand – surrender herself to him and he'd let the lion survive.

"Go home, Lotor" She had said in the derisive tone that she had cultivated for speaking to the Prince of Doom. "Get a new hobby, or something!"

"Ah, but my Princess" he purred in his haughty tone, "the only hobby I want is making beautiful children with you."

As Allura had fought her gag reflex, Black Lion had let out a vicious growl in response and attacked the robeast head on, knocking it off balance. Green had been able to get free, but Black had been hooked by the robeast's claws and thrown against a rock formation and landed badly. Allura had spent many anxious seconds engaged in the battle, but listening for Keith's eventual response to her requests for him to report his status. Her relief was short-lived as she realized both Keith and Pidge were probably injured and would need help if the battle went on too much longer. Keith seemed to have had enough as well, as the order to form Voltron was given.

An hour later, everything had been heading back to normal. The robeast had been dispatched and Lotor had run home to Doom, his tail between his legs once again. The Lions had disassembled to go to their normal resting places, with the exception of Green and Black, who were brought into the castle to have repairs done, and to get the pilots out and into the infirmary.

Allura had flown back to the castle like a woman possessed, seething in guilt and anger. Once again, it was brought home that she and her people were being singled out because of one madman's obsession with her. He also seemed to love to hurt the ones she cared most about. The one she loved. Allura had slammed her hands down on the chair console in frustration. Why couldn't the Gene Change have made her ugly? Wouldn't that have made her life just infinitely easier? Seeing her looking like Haggar might have been enough for Lotor to stay away from them for good. It might have also stopped people from treating her like some precious glass statue. She knew she was being irrational, but she was way past caring at the moment. She pulled off her helmet as soon as Blue settled onto his pad and rubbed the console in silent apology to the lion for her outburst. She then had quickly left her lion to go and see Pidge and Keith and see if they were ok.