Chapter Seven
Lotor had stood frozen as he helplessly watched his father defile his Allura. Now she was gone to await his unwanted embrace. He could see the revulsion on her face when he touched her and kissed her. Lotor took a perverse satisfaction in knowing that Allura had never looked like that when he tried it-Upset, yes-but not disgusted!
But it didn't matter, Allura-his Allura would be sharing his father's bed willingly! Lotor knew his father would use the herb aphrosdisia in the wine and make her willing-no, not only willing-but desirous of his attentions! The thought made Lotor sick. He wanted nothing better to do than to choke the life out of his father.
When Allura was led away, he tried to make a move towards his father, but the clicks of several laserblasters pointed at his head deterred him. Once again, he froze in place, awaiting his father's judgement.
Cossack, that walking abortion, said, "Don't move, Prince Lotor! I may be stupid, but I've got a gun to your head!" ...wait, that didn't come out right!! 'the Terrible' thought.
Lotor wanted to laugh in Cossack's face, but this wasn't the time for that. His father, smiling, strode down the stairs towards Lotor,moving with the grace of a dancer. This, thought Lotor, was not the man who sat on the throne railing against Voltron - this was a man who had gained victory from his enemies at last.
When Zarkon reached where Lotor was, he said, "How do you like my choice of a bride, Lotor-is she not exquisite?"
Lotor yelled at his father. "You promised her to me! I will kill you for what you have done!"
Zarkon smiled faintly and said. "I promised you her after you defeated Voltron...you did not. I did. Therefore she is mine!" Disobey me!? You took my throne, whelp! Did you think I would forget that?"
With an unexpected violence and strength, Zarkon grabbed his son by his tunic and yelled, "You, my misbegotten son, have done nothing but drink your wine, play with your harem, and moon over Princess Allura! You failed miserably in defeating Voltron! You have done nothing! Well now you WILL do something! You will do nothing but suffer! Do you hear me! Suffer, Lotor!"
Zarkon released his grip upon his son. and said in a menancing voice. "Do you know how I will make you suffer, Lotor? I will bed the woman you love, Lotor!"
He smiled. "Ah, you struggle, my son! Remember the guns at your head? Your head is thick, Lotor, but not thick enough to withstand a laserblast! As I was saying, my idiot son,I will have my way with her! She will call my name in pleasure while you writhe in pain! She will learn to please me, Lotor,in all ways! Does this make you scream inside, Lotor? Yes, it does! I can tell! Well, this is only the beginning, my son! When Allura's belly swells with my seed, I will bring her down to see you! How would you like a small brother, Lotor?" his father was laughing loudly now. "Oh yes, we shall be very happy together, Allura and I! After all, I once promised her father I would take care of her!" His father's eyes were full of gleeful malice. "It is just as well you did not marry her, Lotor- I would have demanded that you share her with me!"
Lotor was dumbfounded. He never knew his father had so much malice in him.
His father then looked him in the eye and said, "Lotor, you bragged that you would be more evil than I would ever be.All your petty little schemes are nothing - nothing compared to me! A son is but the shadow of the father,after all! Think about what I have said, my son - you will have plenty of time for it down below. I will let you know when I have enjoyed my wife-to the fullest!"
With that searing remark, Zarkon, then barked at his personal guards-who were trained killers in themselves -"Take him below to the cells and beat him, but not too badly. I want my son to think clearly! Go!"
And as the guards dragged him down to a cell, Lotor knew for the first time in his life, his father was telling the truth.