Had a dream I was born
To be naked in the eye of the storm
And now it's standing right in front of me
What's it going to do to me, who knows
-lyrics by Roger Hodgson,Had A Dream(Sleeping With The Enemy)
Lotor was chained to the wall of his cell. By his reckoning, he had been there nearly two days. He felt like he had been there forever.
The bruises from his beating were healing, but the marks were still visible on his handsome face. He was chained to the wall to prevent his escaping. He could move around in his cell, but no more.
The suprising thing about his captivity was that he was fed well. Lotor sensed his father's motive in sending the food was not his welfare. His father wanted him healthy and alert so that he could "think."
And think he did. Mainly about Allura. About the look in her eyes when his father kissed her. Revulsion and fear on that beautiful face which was only meant for happiness. For the past two days, he feared that he would be told that his father and Allura had consumated the marriage.
That walking excuse for a man,Cossack, made a point of taunting him twice a day to remind him of that fact. The only pleasure Lotor got these days was insulting that sawed off little toady.
Damn! There had to be something to do! But what? The whole castle, probably the whole planet knew now he was imprisoned. He could not bribe the guards for his father threatened death to anyone helping him. Lotor hadn't been in such despair since his father had sold his little sister Zimereon.
Zimmie! Lotor had been three years older than she. He had sworn to his mother he would look out for her, and he did. She grew up, unaffected by her father's grasp, for Zarkon did not acknowledge his daughter.
Lotor wrote her, sent her small gifts and visited her on his mother's homeworld Aden, when he could get away. Zimmie was raised by his mother's nursemaid and was treated like a princess should have been. His little sister grew up to be beautiful - looking much like Shahiyra, his mother. She had the Drule characteristics just as he had, except she had the blue eyes of her mother, not the felinoid eyes of himself and his father. While he was conquering planets for his father, Zarkon sent an envoy to Aden who demanded Zimmie from her caretakers. They had no choice - they gave her up and Zarkon gave her to an aging, fat lord who wanted a young nubile wife. Zimmie was only 15 years old when she was forced to wear the marriage choker. She tried to contact him via a audiodisc message, but he didn't get the message until it was too late. The marriage was consumated and was legal. It could not be broken. Zimmie was dead now a year. She died while giving birth to twins to her fat fool of a husband.
When Lotor heard about her death, he hunted her husband down and killed both he and his mistress with his lasersword. He had no regrets, but that didn't bring his beautiful and kind sister back. Perhaps that was why he loved Allura so.
She had the qualities of Zimmie. She brought laughter and gentleness to life. He knew this because he had spied her without her knowledge on Arus, concealing himself in a holoimage so that she would not sense his presence. If only she loved him back! He knew now that he had frightened her. His boasting and swaggering about his greatness only repelled her. His cruelty to others turned her away from him. He knew that Allura was attracted to him. This suprised him when Hagar told him. That fact emboldened him so much, he traveled to Arus to capture her, and nearly did. She was in his arms and he kissed her before she could struggle away. For a brief moment, he felt her relax against him as if she enjoyed what he was doing. But then, that damned Keith Akira busted in along with the rest of those Voltron goons and took her away from him.
Now it was too late. His father would do as he threated to do - and he would enjoy it! He briefly thought of Romelle, and realized that what he did to her, his father would do to Allura. He would use the Bride's Wine and she would bend to his will. The worst part of it all is that she would remember it all! Lotor grimaced. He had never used that particular drug on women- he had always prided himself on that. But now--for the first time in his life, he felt true remose for the pain he had caused women - namely Romelle and Allura.
Suddenly Lotor was startled from his thoughts by the sound of footsteps coming. Cossack? No, the step was too light to be Cossack's metal clophoppers. To his suprise, it was Hagar.
"Have you come to taunt me too, old witch?" Lotor snarled.
"Be nice to me, Lotor." Hagar said, wagging a finger at him, "I have a plan to save you and your sweet Allura from a fate worse than death! However, it is risky. Are you interested?"
Lotor's eyes widened with new hope.
"Hagar, you old witch! I would do anything to save Allura! Tell me now! - I'm interested!"
"Good, good. Your father will be arriving this evening. Tonight will be the night to arrange the plan. I have only one catch-Lotor."
"What? Anything! Name it!"
"I want your father - alive."
"What in the seven levels of hell do you want him for?" Lotor sputtered in shock.
"I'm going to destroy his empire" Hagar explained calmly. Lotor thought she was crazy!
"Hagar! You've been around Cossack too much-it has addled your brain!"
"Lotor, you are a thick-headed fool! I will get you and Allura out of here in a starcruiser, from there, you can go wherever you want."
"But why,Hagar?"
Hagar smiled (or what passed for a smile)"I do this for revenge, Lotor. Your father has strung me along for years, now I'm going to get my own back. I will take away all he has. He won't have the pleasure of torturing you or Allura, and he won't have his empire! Once Doom falls, then all his planets will revolt! The whole universe can go to hell for all I care." I want him to see it!"
Lotor was amazed! Hagar the ever-faithful! Who would have thought it?
Lotor asked her,"Are you going to kill him? If you don't, I will!"
"No, stupid, I'm not! And you're not, either! If you do, the deals off! After I revenge myself on your father, he will come with me!"
Lotor just sat there with his mouth open. "What?"
"Close your mouth,Lotor. Your breath isn't exactly what I call minty fresh! It's none of your business where I take your father. I am going to break him for all these years I wasted! He vowed to me long ago I would be Queen of Doom once I finished Voltron. And I did, too! Well now, I have the power to destroy his plans, and his empire! I have notified Prime Minister Coran of Arus of my plans and they will help us!"
Lotor was quiet. Then he shook his head and said, "Hagar, I always knew you were crazy. If your plan works, I'll kiss you, you old witch!"
The shriveled witch smiled, and said something that Lotor didn't understand at first. "No, I will let your father do that!"