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: 2017-09-20 06:37 am (UTC)[Something's off about this. This man looks like their Shiro, hair and blank expressions aside, his voice is the same if not rather expressionless, but that seems to be where it ends.]
You're still...our Shiro, right? That they turned against us?
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Date: 2017-09-20 06:41 am (UTC)I don't think I can give you the answers you want. I'm not sure what you're asking.
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Date: 2017-09-20 05:07 pm (UTC)[Because there's more to this than he'd initially thought, but he isn't sure what.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 07:57 pm (UTC)Perhaps he can use Voltron's emotions against them. Trick them into letting him out.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 08:07 pm (UTC)[It'd be a start, even if only vague ones.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 08:24 pm (UTC)You'll help me?
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Date: 2017-09-20 08:31 pm (UTC)[He smiles at him. Shiro not mindlessly attacking them now and moving to asking for help... Well, Lance is too grateful to notice it's odd.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 08:51 pm (UTC)[He's just going to keep playing into that innocence. Stupid kid.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 08:55 pm (UTC)[That's the problem. Lance is too desperate now to help him, that the possibility of being duped isn't even remotely entering his mind.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 09:04 pm (UTC)Keith grabs Lance by the arm, practically dragging him out and away.]
What are you doing?!
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Date: 2017-09-20 09:11 pm (UTC)[He's baffled when Keith is dragging him away, and tries to yank his arm out of his grasp. The other paladin is stronger, though, and he's pulled straight out of the room.]
What do you mean, what am I doing?! I'm trying to figure out what happened to him!
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Date: 2017-09-20 09:14 pm (UTC)[He hisses it out, as though he's afraid their Shiro lookalike might hear him.]
He's trying to trick you, don't even talk to him!
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Date: 2017-09-20 09:18 pm (UTC)[He doesn't understand. He looks like Shiro, sounds like Shiro... Unless Shiro has a secret evil twin, there's no way it can't be Shiro.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 09:38 pm (UTC)[HE's speaking very fast, which is unusual for Keith. He's pretty shaken up by all this.]
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Date: 2017-09-20 09:45 pm (UTC)[It isn't sinking in yet. But Keith is definitely off, not that he wouldn't be, considering the situation, but....]
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Date: 2017-09-20 11:36 pm (UTC)[He pauses a moment.] Lance, this is a Shiro clone.
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Date: 2017-09-20 11:53 pm (UTC)Lance just stares at him for a while, baffled. A clone?]
But how... You're really saying that that's just... How is it even...?
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Date: 2017-09-21 12:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-09-21 12:03 am (UTC)[The more and more he thinks about it, though, the more and more it makes sense. Not only why the Galra would do it, but why this Shiro has acted the way he has. Lance groans and rubs at his eyes.]
What now, then?
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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 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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