The Champion
Sep. 20th, 2017 12:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
herdingspacecatsThe Champion has returned.
He has a mission this time. He isn't merely for sport, fighting for entertainment. He's a soldier now, an assassin, designed to fight and to destroy Voltron. Enhanced further with Galra witchcraft and a hint of quintessence, whatever past the Champion has no longer exists. His life as a human, as a paladin, as a fighter pilot on Earth, it's all gone, replaced by the need to serve and fulfill his existence. He is a weapon and nothing more.
A few well-placed rumors ensure that Voltron will come to him. It's not his plan, of course. The Champion is no general. He is valued for his strength and the appearance that apparently is so tantalizing to Voltron, and nothing more. They will try to trick him, he's told. They will tell him he is one of them, that since he is human he must also be a paladin, but it is a lie. Killing them is his objective.
They are weak when they leave their lions. The Champion waits, watching the paladins foolishly land and exit. How stupid of them. They're defenseless without the Lions, and he knows this fight will go quickly.
He straightens from his hiding place. They come for him, crying out a name that means nothing to him. He does not smile. He does not move.
He waits.
He has a mission this time. He isn't merely for sport, fighting for entertainment. He's a soldier now, an assassin, designed to fight and to destroy Voltron. Enhanced further with Galra witchcraft and a hint of quintessence, whatever past the Champion has no longer exists. His life as a human, as a paladin, as a fighter pilot on Earth, it's all gone, replaced by the need to serve and fulfill his existence. He is a weapon and nothing more.
A few well-placed rumors ensure that Voltron will come to him. It's not his plan, of course. The Champion is no general. He is valued for his strength and the appearance that apparently is so tantalizing to Voltron, and nothing more. They will try to trick him, he's told. They will tell him he is one of them, that since he is human he must also be a paladin, but it is a lie. Killing them is his objective.
They are weak when they leave their lions. The Champion waits, watching the paladins foolishly land and exit. How stupid of them. They're defenseless without the Lions, and he knows this fight will go quickly.
He straightens from his hiding place. They come for him, crying out a name that means nothing to him. He does not smile. He does not move.
He waits.
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Date: 2017-09-21 12:53 am (UTC)[He watches Lance with some anxiety.] No idea. Does he even know he's a clone?
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Date: 2017-09-21 01:02 am (UTC)It must be some command he was given at some point, he's sure. What else could it be?
"You tell me." His voice is even and steady.
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Date: 2017-09-21 01:17 am (UTC)"Takashi? Is... that you? What in the stars has happened to you?"
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Date: 2017-09-21 01:35 am (UTC)He brushes off the questions, instead asking a few of his own. "Who are you?"
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Date: 2017-09-21 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-21 01:45 am (UTC)"You know me." That much is obvious. "How do you know me? Why do I feel like I know you?"
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Date: 2017-09-21 01:50 am (UTC)He pauses. "Who do you think you are?"
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Date: 2017-09-21 02:04 am (UTC)Either way, this commander clearly doesn't need to be restrained. The Champion busies himself with getting him out of those cuffs, taking that time to think of a response.
"I'm not anyone. I'm the Champion."
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Date: 2017-09-21 02:08 am (UTC)"Do you remember how you became the Champion? Do you remember your first victory?"
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Date: 2017-09-21 02:10 am (UTC)There's a long pause before he answers. "No."
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Date: 2017-09-21 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-21 02:47 am (UTC)He spits out a curse and hunches forward, pressing both hands to his temples. His breathing is ragged, fingers digging into his skin as though trying to rip it away.
"I...I remember." His voice is halting and shaky. He doesn't understand what is happening here, but...Matt...
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Date: 2017-09-21 02:53 am (UTC)Tentatively, he reaches out his hands and gently puts them on Shiro's arms. "Talk to me. Tell me what you remember, and I'll help put the pieces together."
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Date: 2017-09-21 03:36 am (UTC)"I don't...I remember you. Hurting you, and you looked so scared." He licks his lips, shaking his head. "It's like trying to hold water in your hands. I can't keep it for long."
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Date: 2017-09-21 04:46 am (UTC)[His eyes wander a bit, eventually glancing back at the door they came from.]
Even if he is a clone... Clones are still people.
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Date: 2017-09-21 04:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-21 05:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-21 05:09 am (UTC)We should space him and be done with it. He's a danger to us that that's it.
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:12 am (UTC)[It isn't as if Lance hasn't killed before; not every enemy he's taken down has been a droid, after all. But there's something more personal about this, even if he's technically only just met the man inside the cell.]
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:17 am (UTC)He runs a hand through his hair and sighs.]
...Okay, fine. No spacing, for now. But he's staying in his cell like a prisoner until we figure out what to do with him.
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:22 am (UTC)Fine. But I still want to talk to him again soon. Maybe I can find out something from him.
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:25 am (UTC)[It hurts too much to deal with.]
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:27 am (UTC)[He trails off.]
Shiro's like your big bro. So I understand. I'll take charge of the situation.
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:33 am (UTC)...Thanks. [His voice is softer than usual.] I'll be on the training deck if you need me.
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Date: 2017-09-21 05:35 am (UTC)[A pause, and he steps forward, pulling Keith into a hug.]
I mean it, okay? And if you need someone to talk to, my door's always open.