Voltron's Executioner

Slowly she moved away "Sorry." tears were still running wild but there wasn't a way for Veronica to know that. "Don't be sorry. Listen. I know the Galra treat you awful, probably besides Lotor. Am I right? Join us. We could help you. Teach your family a good lesson to! I'll vouch for you as will Lance. Please."

What was happening? She couldn't accept this. She wanted to. Did she ever want to. "The Holts'. I killed their daughter, I want to kill their son. They'd never-"

"Mryma, Matt did something awful to you. Colleen and Sam would be fine with it."

The girl shut her eyes when the timer in her suit went off. "I'm really sorry Veronica. I hope one day you can forgive me."

She stood and pulled the girl by her leg out of the chair. Quickly she flipped her over and squeezed at the pressure points at her neck. She really didn't want to kill Veronica. But as she warned, she was ready to make the necessary sacrifices so, she was just preventing on of them being Veronica. After the girl was knocked out she used Veronica's clothes from the closet to tie her up and a ribbon to gag her. "I really am sorry Veronica. Not just t to you but your whole family."

With that, Lotor's Executioner ran from the room towards the new planes.

James was frowning as they cleaned their ships. Most of the others were once again in a stupid meeting about the Executioner. But did their say matter? No. They didn't get a say in anything but maybe their ships.

He looked to Ryan who was spraying his ship with a hose. His seemed to had taken the most damage in the earlier fight. He'd have some parts that'd need so much extra work. James felt bad for anyone who owed the guy a favour. Ina had already finished her work and instead sat in her cockpit working on what was most likely her diary.Or what she'd call a battle log. Everyone knew what it truly was though. And if no one did, Nadia did. She, in their little quartet was the teaser and at times that would involve stealing a quick peek at journals when she could.

At least they all could complain together while cleaning. They were like a family to James. It was nice to have people you care about and who cared about you in the dark abyss of space. Now, James nor the other three in his teenage family that was basically adopted by Veronica didn't like how the Executioner was still alive, able to attack but they did all feel bad for how she had no one and what Matt Holt did to her. Slowly the girl seemed to be redeeming herself, but right now, it wasn't enough.

Ina frowned noticing a buzz that sounded like it was coming from under her chair. "Guys, there's a b-" Then, her plane blew up. There was no chance she survived. The remaining three ran for the exit as the other planes exploded around them. Ryan tense. Nadia gasped as James read her lips. Something got logged in his back.

The two remaining pilots stayed huddled together when the plane closest to them exploded. Everything went black for the both of them. Because of the exploding ships, they didn't even hear the panicked voice of Allura calling out that the Executioner was on the loose. Nor did any notice the lights change to the red lock down signals meaning no doors that had entrances to planes and hangers would be locked.

No one came down to where their bodies were for hours, well, there was one person. Lotor's Executioner. Earlier, when they first noticed the Galran fleet she booked it down here to secure a ship. So one was completely prepared and protected from the explosions ready to return her to the Galran Empire. But, to be safe from being followed right away and just in case, to clear the room, every other plane had a bomb in it. One of her own creation. She was proud.

She was sad. Again she would hurt Voltron. Again and again until Lotor said no more. She really hated how she was stuck with that job. But that's what she gets for not wanting to die, for wanting to hurt Matt, for wanting to hurt them all.