Disclaimer: I do not own the song Warrior by Demi Lovato and if I did I would have been less epic. Plus, I changed some of the lyrics to better fit the character. Hope you enjoy!

Author's Note: Guys I know you probably want to know what Scara looks like but in part two of this. OK? GREAT, LOVE U!

Chapter#2: The Pian of Being Forgotten: Part 1

Scar looked up from her spot on the ground. She was in front of the blue lion. Remembering her pain and her loss. Most of the time singing beside violence was the best way for her to release her emotions. It didn't bring her as much joy to her then punching something did. But at least this way no one could get hurt. Well...besides her.

"This is a story that I have never told

I gotta get this off my chest to let it go

I need to take back the light inside you stole..."

My voice didn't sound sweet like honey to my ears. I was holding back tears as I leaned my head against the Bue Lions giant barrier. Remembering the pain of everything I have experienced.

"You're a criminal

And you steal like you're a pro"

I moved my hair from my face my bangs covering my eyes but I didn't want that I was alone after all. Wasn't I?

"All the pain and the truth

I wear like a battle wound

So ashamed, so confused

I am broken and bruised..."

'From my very heart, I can't feel you only my pain...andsorrow of losing you...'

"Now I'll never be the same again for a warrior never loses hold"

Now I've got a bitter pain in my skin in my body of heart,

I am NOT a warrior

I'm a survivor

In more ways than you know,'

I closed my eyes as more tears came and crossed my cheeks.

"Cause all the pain and the truth

I wear like a battle wound

So ashamed, so confused

I am broken and bruised"

The song says something else but I don't care that was what I felt like, it IS what I feel like.

'And you can never hurt me, again... Oh, do I wish that true.'

"There's a part of me I can't get back

A little girl grew up too fast

All it took was once, I'll never be the same

Now I can't take back the life I once had

There is nothing left to say"

His is too dead to say anything else about it...

"And you can never hurt me again.."

My dam broke as I fell and covered my mouth to hold back a sob. I fell to my knees as tears fell and my body shook. I dragged my hand away from me and to touch the barrier again.

"You can never hurt me again"

I fell backward, away from the blue lion and my body just crashed into the hard ground. I cuddled up into a ball and just cried until I cried myself to sleep.

SOMETIME LATER + PLUS IN THE NEXT MORNING

I heard alarms going and it hurt to listen. And I wasn't with the Blue Lion I was in the dorms of the Earth spaceship program. The alarms were going off. And soon I realized why jumping out of my bed and I quickly made my way to the exit until I felt something on my ankle give out. Pulling me toward the ground, falling was another thing I wasn't used too. And face planting wasn't my thing either. Frustrated I looked back to find a chain that was connected to my ankle my eyes followed it straight to the bed. Smoke was finally making its way into my dorm room and everyone else I shared my room with was gone.

Panic started to rise up from my stomach and into my throat turning it into a scream but I quickly squashed it. The fire was getting close closer than before I could feel the heat coming from behind my door. Frightened I made my way over to the chain and started to pull my mind going crazy stopping me from thinking clearly. In a panic, I started to kick at the bed's leg where the chain was attached and groaned when I remembered the bed's frame was made of metal. My attempts fruitless I turned my efforts less where.

I looked around in a frenzy scanning the room for anything that could help. My eyes keep skipping around items in a rushed panic my hair falling in front of my face scares me. Sighing I coughed against the smoke taking a deep breath I tried to think clearly. Until my eyes fond something.

'THERE!'

There at the other end of the bed next to mine was a metal box used for storage. Humans favorably enjoyed putting their food inside it. Quickly I crawled over my hand nearly touched the bed when I was pulled back by my ankle... trapped. I screamed out in pain the metal brought me when it pulled and scraped at my skin. Turning I realized that...the chain...wasn't long enough for me to even reach over to about anything...Other than MY NIGHTSTAND!

Quickly I crawled over to it and tried to open the drawers but soon discovered that they were jammed. My mind went crazy I tried to stop, to open the drawers but to no avail. They remanded closed and my lungs were BURNING for fresh air. Pausing I coughed raggedly sending terrible raged coughs through my whole system. But to only get even more smoke down my lungs. I continued to cough tears coming to my tears the smoke burning them as I tried to release the pressure on my lungs. Causing me to fall backward on my side.

In fear, frustration, and panic I screamed. Screaming out in pain wasn't what I wanted to do. But the fire was more than licking my dorm room's door it had know covered it. My eyes widened as I realized the danger the fire could be in my room within just a few minutes. My heart rate speeds up as it rapidly thumped against my chest. Causing me great pain and loss of breath.

Anger boiled in my chest when I thought about my team members or at least the people I shared a room with had left me to DIE! My heart rate spiked causing me to gasp out for air only to receive more smoke. Fear shot from my heart and into my body I started to hyperventilate as flashbacks began to come into my mind, again.

'NO! Not now!'

My hand shot forward to my chest right above my heart my; mind started to run back to those terrible days of fighting to not only protect Voltron but of the day my family was taken from me. My eyes playing flashbacks to those days. I coughed the smoke clouding my eyes clouding my mind. I tried to get up as if I could run from the memories but I fell backward the smoke and fire taking over me. I screamed, screaming for the pain to stop for my death to not come like this. I had so much to do still! Many people think that I will stop at no expense but I know when I am defeated.

Defeated I screamed, "SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! PLEASE! ANYONE!?" I waited and coughed my lunges no longer seeming to work properly. When no one came I felt tears come to my eyes and trail down my cheeks. It couldn't possibly end now.

I couldn't let it end now...

Suddenly an idea came to mind quickly I reached my hands under my shirt and pulled off my lemon yellow shirt using it to cover my mouth and nose. My fingers shook with terrible pain permanently etched in them as I tied the shirt behind my head. My black braw pinched my skin tightly with the sweat that covered my skin in layers

. My eyes widened, painfully I reached up from my spot on the floor and pushed over my favorite lamp. Glass went flying everywhere cutting my hands, stomach, and chest with tiny yet sharp cuts. Taking the biggest piece I cut into my braw and took out a long piece of wire. I backed up into the wall when I saw how close the fire had gotten, clumsily my fingers went to work trying to get the chain off my ankle but the smoke became too much. I coughed more violently blood coming to cover my palm.

My body began to shake violently with intense stress and pain.

Wait... I know my body better than anyone and I only do this when-CRASH!

I screamed pieces of the roof fell about five feet away from me. Completely covering my exit even if I could get the chain off. My earlier thoughts were forgotten as I screamed.

The fire was heating up the chain that was around my ankle. I screamed out in agony and fear. As it traveled across my chain and onto my body. Burning me alive. The pain became too much my world fading. I heard a noise someone screaming to get me out. Then I closed my eyes my world turning completely black.

I shot forward and gasped for breath. My hands reaching out to someone, something. But my speed, caused me to fall forward instead, but someone caught me. Their hands hitting a sensitive area of my bruised skin. My shirt was still over my nose and mouth covering most of the scream. In a panic, I screamed in fear still remembering the fire. I struggled in their grasp my arms pushing against theirs in an attempt to remove them from me.

"SETTLE DOWN CADET YOUR FINE!" An unknown voice shouted at me. I tried to fight their hold but they held me tighter and that's when I saw it.

I was in a room full of people it was white and very bright. The lights nearly blinding my eyes I stopped moving and my unforgettable high pitched screaming. I wasn't someone who did much of that. So it was no wonder that when I saw the young teenage faces of the human cadets that their faces held much concern and fear for whatever they put me through.

I growled as I realized what had happened angerly I looked at the general straight in the eyes 'IT WAS A TEST!'

The General looked like he was approaching a wild animal. He held up his hands as he said,

"Easy now Cadet it was just a simulation-"

"YEAH! A simulation you put her under when she was sleeping! You took her straight out of the medical bay! Even against the Doctors recommendations! Then you act like nothing is F**king wrong!"

Shocked at the sudden sound I looked back to see the person holding me was in fact, Kieth. He was the best fighter pilot and in the top of his class so far. Sorry, OUR class so far. I felt my eyes widen. "Stow it, Cadet! And watch your mouth you don't have the right to talk back to me like that!"

Keith grumbled and stared straight into the Generals eyes. He wasn't backing down. A few cold intense minutes went by before someone made a move. The General sighed his hands now unmoving from his sides. Clinked in fists that shook violently with pint up anger.

"Alright Kieth you win, go ahead and take her to the nurse."

Kieth nodded and picked me up bridal style I got MANY jealous looks from the girls and Keith got just as many or more than me from the guys. That's when I thought occurred to me... I DIDN'T HAVE MY SHIRT ON!

The General returned the nod and turned shouting "next!"

As I watched I felt my anger go past the normal level it was usually at. Something that I usually tried to keep under wraps but not this time. Letting my anger get the best of me I growled low and dangerous while staring the General straight in the eyes...Challenging him.

While I did so I felt Keith flinch even though he tried to hid it. Immediately I stopped I couldn't bear the pain if he feard me. Mainly because he had no need to I wasn't there to frighten anyone and I still had no basic idea of what was going on. I only remembered the simulator crash Rachel attacking me and then passing out and everything from up til' this point.

BUT I couldn't believe it I was being CARRIED away. From the battlefield and without MY SHIRT ON! Not only that but I had been HUMILIATED in front of the other space Cadets screw F**KING EVERYONE! I was going to go crazy if I wasn't put down soon AND given the chance to fix my shirt!

Authors Note: How do u like it?. Because I think it was pretty good. It is part one of chapter two! PLEASE review down below!