#possessed lance

Part 2:

Ahhhh I’m happy everyone is sending me these ideas! 

Part 1!

Part 2! 

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The team was captured, the lions put in a hanger on a Galran ship and the castle too far away to help. Pidge was unconscious, her head bleeding slightly but other than that she was fine. Hunk had a hard time breathing, knowing that he had hurt his ribs but he couldn’t complain. Compared to his other teammates, he was in tip top shape. Keith attempted to ignore the swelling that slowly started over his right ankle. Shiro was ignoring the Galran chatter and focused on his team. He grunted in pain as he moved his arm a little too fast but he kept checking on all of the teenages. Lance? He was fine, sitting in the corner, staring at the cell door. He wasn’t hurt but if he was he didn’t show it. 

“Is everyone okay? Majorly hurt?” Shiro gently touched Hunk’s arm as he looked at his team, his eyes falling on the Blue Paladin. Lance looked oddly calm, while Shiro was forcing himself to swallow down the memories that threatened to consume him. He knew he needed to keep it together, for the team. 

Pidge shifted in her sleep, Hunk groaned in response and Keith gave Shiro a small wave from where he was seated, rubbing his ankle. “I’m alright Shiro.” Lance kept his eyes on the cell door, not even glancing at the older paladin. 

“Are you sure Lance? Everyone else got injured slightly how are you fine? Nothing hurts?” Shiro slowly made his way over to Pidge, propping her head up on his leg.  

“Nothing is hurt Shiro. I’m fine.” Lance kept his eyes on the door, his voice growing cold as he pushed the words out of his mouth. 

Everyone in the cell shuttered at Lance’s voice and Keith gave Hunk a concerned looked. Their Blue Paladin had been acting strange ever since the incident in the castle a few weeks ago and no one on the team could answer why. All they knew was that something was inside Lance, something that wasn’t normal. 

“So how did we managed to catch every single paladin and their lions in one go?”  A taller figured stopped in front of the cell door, his hands wrapping around the bars, white hair falling over his shoulder.

“Prince Lotor, what do you want to do?” A blue skinned female stepped forward, sparing a small glance at the five paladins. 

“I say we crush them one by one!” A more muscular women appeared behind the blue skinned girl a smile growing on her face at the thought.   

“Now now Zethrid, we don’t want to hurt them physically just yet. Narti, come here.” Lotor snapped his fingers and another Galran appeared behind him. “Have some fun.” He laughed slightly, stepping aside to let a pink hair women open the cell door, a bit too much bounce in her step. 

“They’re all yours Narti!” She gave the other women a huge smile and watched her enter the cell. 

Shiro started to shake slightly, his eyes falling on all of his teammates, the kids he swore to protect. Keith reached for his bayard that wasn’t attached to his hip anymore. Hunk was pale and Pidge was still unconscious. Shiro was worried about everyone, everyone except Lance. He didn’t even pay attention to Narti entering the cell, he simply started off into the distance, his thumbs twiddling around each other. 

“Make sure you pick a good one!” A preppy voice followed Narti and Lotor shut the door. Narti stopped in the center of the room, the cat on his shoulder looking around the room at everyone, it’s eyes stopping on Shiro. 

Shiro gently placed Pidge’s head on the ground, activating his arm as Narti took a few steps towards him, her arm raised. 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Lance had a singing sound to it and Narti swung her head towards the Blue Paladin. 

“Why not?” Lotor squinted his eyes at what Lance said. 

“Well that would make me mad, and I don’t want to be mad.”Lance stared at his feet and Lotor clicked his tongue. 

“Narti, I know I said this would be up to you but could you shut this kid up?” Lotor rubbed his forehead and Narti nodded turning her attention towards Lance, slowly walking towards him, her hand raised. 

“Stay away from him!” Shiro grunting through the pain that consumed his arm. Narti payed no attention to him and kept walking towards Lance who simply smiled at her. 

“Get him good Narti!” The pink hair women cheered, jumping up and down, Lotor silencing her quickly. 

Narti kneeled down next to Lance and gently touched his shoulder, pulling away after a few moments. She reached forward again, grabbing Lance a bit tighter only to have the cell fill with laughter. 

“You actually thought that would work?!” That voice was back, that cold dead voice consumed Lance’s original voice causing everyone, including the Galrans, shutter. “As I’ve said before you can’t possess something that’s already occupied.” Lance slapped Narti’s hand off him and stood from his spot on the floor. “And I don’t like you,” he shoved his finger into the Galran, “trying to push me out like you can control me.” 

“What is going on?” Lotor reached for the cell door, only to be stopped by the blue skinned female. 

Lance payed no attention to the prince and dug his eyes into Narti, “do me a favor and get out of my way.” Narti didn’t move, simply standing still. “Are you deaf? Move!” Lance placed his hands on her shoulders and shooing her away. Narti grabbed Lance’s wrist, attempting to throw the human on the ground. Lance smiled slightly, easily throwing the Galran on the ground, kneeling on her back. “I told you to move.” 

Lotor motions for the pink hair female to open up the cell door and soon every female Galran was running in the cell, Lance sighing in displeasure. “Why are you all even trying?” He stood from where he was kneeling and started dodging punches by the seconds. 

Everyone was shock, they had never seen Lance move so freely, so organized in their lives. “What happened to him? His voice is all weird again?” Keith whispered to Shiro, keeping his eyes on the fight. 

Shiro didn’t know what to say, he didn’t understand why Lance acted like this sometimes. None of them have ever gotten an answer out of Lance nor Allura. 

A laugh filled the room as Lance pulled a knife out of his leg, not even flinching at what just happened. “You see, I can’t feel pain right now. My host will when I leave for a little bit but for now I feel nothing.” Lance dodged another punch from the blue skinned girl. “And I really don’t appreciate someone trying to remove me from my home.” He slammed into Narti, immediately heading towards the biggest Galran. 

The fight only last a few minutes longer before Lance started pulling everyone on their feet, picking up Pidge and running out of the cell, Lotor long gone. 

“We must get to our lions and when we return to the castle, get Lance to the pod.” Lance stared down a certain hallway, feeling Blue vibrate through him. 

“So you’re not Lance?” Shiro was a few feet behind him and shivered at the laugh that filled his ears. 

“I’m simply someone in Lance’s skin, I suppose I’m an ‘it’.” Lance stopped in front of a door, “Blues in here, Green will follow, I’ll take Pidge.” 

With that Lance entered a room, leaving the others to get to their lions and take care of Lance when they landed. 

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I hope I did okay!

Corrupted or possessed Lance, like mess this child up! Let’s have some langst where he’s chilling out with the others and he blanks and comes back to himself strapped to a table.

Or where Lance is just so mad at the team for always ignoring him, he ends up agreeing to Lotor’s offer to join him. He ends up making a deal with Lotor to infiltrate Voltron and slowly hurts the team “accidentally.” They find out after Coran runs a check on the system to find video calls from the castle to a Galra ship, Lotor’s ship. Cue drama and maybe an ending where Lance is killed by Keith or where they manage to turn him back into the regular, shitpost he is.

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