Allura awoke slowly. As her vision cleared, she noticed the ceilings and walls were different. Where am I?

"Well, well my dear. Awake at last."

That voice…"Lotor!" Allura sat up, franticly looking for her gun.

Lotor walked over to her, smiling evilly. "Hello Allura."

Allura got to her feet, one hand out in front of her. "Get away from me. Where am I? Where's Keith?" She demanded.

Lotor stalked over and grabbed her arm. She winced in pain. "Worried about your lover boy? I let him watch as I took you away." He pulled her against him, forcing her to look up at him. "Forget about him Allura, let me show you a real man." He breathed. Lotor kissed her roughly, forcing his tongue in her mouth. Allura went limp for a moment, letting Lotor think she gave in, then brought her knee up between his legs. He yelled and flung her away.

"You aren't any kind of man!" She seethed.

The look in Lotor's eyes grew angry and dangerous. He walked toward her menacingly. Allura backed away in fear. He brought his hand up, and backhanded her viciously across the face. "Bitch! I'll break you! Guards! Throw Her Highness in a cell. A few days of that and she'll come begging back to me."

Allura looked him in the eye, furiously blinking back tears of pain. A trickle of blood ran down her lip. "I'll never beg you Lotor." She told him defiantly.

Lotor pulled her to her feet. "Oh but you will my Princess. You will." He placed another hard kiss on her mouth, then licked her blood from his lips. Laughing evilly, he left the room as his robot guards took her away.

Lance and Keith's looked out across the hanger bay. Guards were posted all around the Space Force ships.

"Damn! Dad got here first." Lance muttered.

"We can get past them." Keith's responded. He started forward.

"No wait. I have an idea." He grinned at Keith. "Let's get dressed."

"We are dressed!"

Lance shook his head. "Nope, Voltron suits. Trust me."

Keith sighed and followed Lance into the locker room. "Great, famous last words."

A few minutes later, dressed in his uniform, Lance walked over to one of the guards. Keith stood next to him, his hands secured in prisoner cuffs. The guard snapped his gun up at them. "Halt!"

Lance waved him back. "Easy soldier."

"Lt. Harrison sir! Admiral warned me the Captain might try and steal a ship sir!" The guard looked at Keith.

"Well, as you can see, that isn't going to happen today. I'm now Captain of the Voltron Force, and I have been instructed to take Captain Montgomery here, back to Earth for a Court Marshall." Lance said seriously.

The guard looked surprised. "But Sir…No one told me anything."

Lance shook his head. "I know. We're trying to keep it quiet. Don't want to cause mass panic across the plant. They've already lost their Princess, and now their Captain." Lance sighed. "It's a sad day for Arus."

Keith's tried not to gag or roll his eyes. "Can we go already? Even a prison cell on Earth has to be better than this." He growled.

The guard looked skeptical. "I don't know. Maybe I should clear this with Admiral Harrison."

Lance held up his hand. "Look soldier. You know who I am right? And you know who my father is?" The guard nodded. "Well, then, do you think I would disobey not only my Commanding Officer, but my father as well!"

The guard thought for a moment, then re-holstered his weapon. "You're right Sir." He pointed to a small ship near the doors. "That one should suit you fine. Have a good flight Sir." He avoided looking at Keith, and walked off.

Lance grinned I told you so. Keith shook his head. "Let's go." They boarded the ship and took off without further incident. "I hate to say this, but that was pretty slick back there. I thought we were going to have to mug him." He told Lance.

"What can I say, I'm a genius." Lance relaxed and put his hands behind his head.

"Ok genius, let's track Lotor's ship."

Lance sat up and punched a few buttons. "Found it. They're not traveling very fast. Cloaking is off. You must have done more damage than you thought."

"And I intend to do a lot more. Plot a course."

"Aye-aye Captain."

Lotor paced the deck of his ship. "Why can't you fools go any faster!"

A robot spoke up, "My Prince, the Black Lion damaged the thruster ports and the cloaking device. We are repairing then now. It may take a few hours."

"It can't take a few hours! I want it fixed now! Before they can regroup and get up here! Double the workers. I want those repairs done immediately do you understand me!" He roared.

"Yes sir!'' The robot turned and summoned more workers.

Haggar came up behind the Prince. "Well, Lotor. It appears I was wrong to doubt you. Catching the Princess went smoother than I thought." She cackled.

"No thanks to you Witch. Your holo fighters didn't fool them for long."

"Long enough my Prince. You got what you came for, didn't you?"

Lotor stalked back to his throne. "Yes, I did. She has gotten more feisty than I remember, but we can fix that, can't we Haggar?" He smiled evilly.

Haggar laughed. "Of course we can."