The Chronicles Of Doom "Dark Kingdom" Four Zarkon was at his offices at Alliance headquarters, going through one of the numerous data pads on his desk. Ah, so much work to attend to - attending this function, that function. Trying to decide who most needed his assistance this week. Everyone was petitioning him, and who was he to turn them down? He was the philantropist of the galaxy - a generous man who was rapidly becoming a saint!! Zarkon chuckled. Oh, this was an amusing game. He was even compared to Alfor at times. When he first heard that remark made to him at a charity function, he nearly choked on his meal from trying not to laugh! What a comeback he had made! From hated tyrant to beloved peacemaker. If Hagar were here with him, she would cackle with glee. She would apprieciate the irony. Zarkon frowned briefly. Of course, he knew where she was- she was with Lotor - the most despised man in the Galaxy. Zarkon's thoughts were interrupted by his assistant who knocked gently on the door. He said, "Come in.." and she did. Ah, it was Tamara. He smiled. "Yes, Tamara, What is it you need?" She smiled and said, "Z'aale..(he always insisted upon a first-name basis with his staff)I was just going down to the cafe to get everyone something to drink - would you like me to bring you something?" Zarkon smiled benevolently at her, dug into his pockets and fished out some credits. He put them on the desk and said, "Here, Tamara, buy everyone on the staff whatever they need and you may bring me back a Paladin mocha.." Tamara came to his desk and shyly pocketed the credits. She smiled nervously, thinking how in the world could this kind man could have been a cruel tyrant? She said, "Z'aale, you know you don't have to do that. You're too generous!" Zarkon leaned back in his chair and said, "Nonsense, my dear. All of you work so hard here. It is the least I can do. Now go, I'm sure the rest of the staff will break the door down if you don't return with their morning coffee or their caff drinks!" Tamara smiled and said, "Yes, you're right.." She turned and walked out the door and said, "Oh! I forgot! You want it the usual way, sir?" Zarkon laughed and said, "Now, Tamara, you know better than to call me "sir".. but anyway, yes. The usual. Now you better go, dear." Tamara nodded and said, "Yes, si - uh Z'aale. Be back in a jiffy!" The door shut and Zarkon couldn't help but remember the days when he did not have to banter about with his slaves. He orders were done quickly and there was no banter about it. He swiveled his chair about to face his window and sighed. The blue-green of these skies reminded him that he was not home - not on Doom anymore. His eyes narrowed at the thought of his son sealing Castle Doom and detaching from the planet. Someday he would take the Castle back and put where it belonged. When he was back in his rightful place, he would come back home.. His comm beeped and Zarkon swiveled his chair about again. Ah, a message from Amalgamus. Zarkon smiled. What kind of info did his friend have for him today? Zarkon scanned the message quickly. So, Princess Allura headed for Castle Doom to negotiate for the missing diplomat? Foolish girl! Zarkon knew this was a ploy so that his son could force her to marry him. The other members did not know as of yet, because she hadn't been gone very long, but Amalgamus had records of flight log s entered, and he had known from the instant she took off from Arus. Zarkon frowned. He would have inform her friends. It would not do for his son to have his heart's desire. She was too valuable to be lost to his son. He would contact the Force and he was sure they'd be grateful to him. His eyes flashed. As much as he enjoyed this game, he would be glad when it was over and be his true self again. All would be as it was, only better. The Voltron Force would be no more. The Alliance disolved, and Galaxy Garrison no longer a threat. When that day came, he would celebrate.... ...in his own unique fashion of course.. "Dinner and A Confession" Allura was no longer feeling so groggy by the time the servant led her to an intimate dining area. When she was led in, she saw a tall figure in the shadows, his back towards her. As she was brought a little closer, she gasped. The figure's hair was long, white and flowing, his massive, tall frame was as she remembered. But this could not be - ! Then he turned around, his handsome face whole again, not covered by the half-plate of metal that she had become used to seeing. She was speechless for the moment, and he seemed to anticipate this, for he smiled broadly, "Well, how do you like my suprise, my love?" Allura stammered, "Ah, it's fine - uh, how?" Lotor smirked, taking her hand in his. "Hagar - need I say more?" He frowned, "Of course, it is onlytemporary. But she is working to make it permanent." He placed her hand upon the side of his face that was formerly metal. She marvelled at his warmth, the feel of his skin. Without thinking, she caressed it gently, and then pulled back as if she had touched a flame. Lotor laughed at her reaction and said, "You will have ample time to touch the rest of me that way, Allura.." Her eyes flashed in anger at his implication.She spat,"You assume much, Lotor!" He simply smirked as he escorted her to a chair next to his own. She remembered the last time they had dinner together - in his secret base on a asteroid. At that time, they had sat opposite of each other at a long table. She remembered at that time not eating anything. She wondered if she could get away with that again. Somehow she doubted it. Dinner was served and Allura said nothing but simply sat there, staring at her food. Lotor noticed this and said angrily, "I seem to recall the last time we supped together, you would not eat anything either! Don't worry, my dear. This food was bought, not stolen - as you implied the last time.." Allura looked up at him, her eyes resentful. Lotor snapped at her, "Eat! Or I swear I will bring your diplomat friend in here and slice him to ribbons before your eyes!" Allura's face clouded over with anger and fear. She started to eat, not really tasting the food. Finally, after a time, they finished and the dishes were cleared away by the servants. Allura started to tremble, for she was afraid. He was unpredictable, especially now. Lotor frowned. He did not want her to fear him so.He would show her he could be gentle. He smiled, looking into her eyes and kissed her hand. Unlike the kiss of his father, Lotor's was like a fire on her skin. She closed her eyes for an instant and willed the thoughts that went through her head to go away. They were not proper - not right to feel this way at the mere touch of his lips on her skin. Lotor still held her hand gently and he smiled. Even after all this time, he affected her. Still, he wondered with jealousy, if Akira had a place in her heart. It did not matter, since she was his bride, but he wanted to be the only one. Akira would be dead soon anyway. She did not say a word, her thoughts were confused, as they always seemed to be with him. She did not like it. He stirred her too much with his prescence. She knew that she shouldn't feel this way about him - a fugitive, a war criminal, a man who could be cruel one moment and tender the next, but she did - god help her, she did. Lotor took her hand and gently lifted her from her chair. She faced him and he looked down at her, memerized by her. It was strange how sometimes she had such a calming effect upon him and yet jumble his emotions so. She had always had that effect on him. He wanted to hold her close and never let her go. He wrapped his strong arms around her waist, bent and kissed her slowly.At first, she seemed to resist, but then her lips parted for his, and she responded in kind. Without volition, her hands slid around his neck, which gratified him. He kept kissing her, not saying a word, letting his lips tell her what she must already know to be true - that he loved her utterly, madly and would forever more.What did their politics matter as long as they were together? For now, there was no Voltron, no Arus, no Doom, no dividing line between them. They were but man and woman, two parts of a whole. Then she started to resist again, but Lotor only held her more tightly. He kissed her more frevently and more passionately on her lips, her face, her neck. He heard her voice as if from a million miles away. .."Lotor, stop, please.." He kept on kissing her. She was his, at last..they were meant for each other.. Allura felt a madness within her as he kissed her so. If they knew - if they knew, they would be horrified. One part of her said resist, the other demanded surrender. Somehow she knew she held the key to any happiness he had. She was the one who touched the inner stirrings of his heart. He was like a wild beast that only she could get near.Oh, she knew the division in her heart, and she knew what she wanted here with him was contrary to all she was taught.But she could not lie to herself, even if she denied it to him.Oh, his kisses promised so much and guaranteed so little! She had to stop this. She had to stop herself, or she would let herself be swept away with him forever. And as much as she wanted that, she had to resist. She gasped in between his kisses, "Lotor..stop..please." But he would not listen. She started to hit him, but her blows had little effect.He murmured, "Why do you keep resisting me? Let me love you, Allura.." His lips kissed the hollow of her neck and a groan of both despair and pleasure escaped her. She begged, "Please, Lotor..stop this!" Through some miracle, he did, and he looked at her knowingly, "I know you don't really want me to stop, do you, my love.." Allura's eyes flashed with anger. How dare he? She yelled, "Yes, I do! I cannot stand your touch!" His eyes narrowed and his face flushed with anger. He released her and pushed her away, but came towards her menacingly. He yelled, "You lie! You can lie to yourself, Allura..you can lie to your friends..but you cannot lie to me!" Allura backed away, her eyes alight with both fear and anger."You know nothing but lies! You wouldn't know the truth--!" He cut her off, yelling. "I may lie to get what I want, my sweet, but I know what you feel for me! I know what you hide from everyone! You will tell me the truth now!" He lunged for her, slamming her into the wall, his body up against hers, immobilizing her. She screamed, "You bastard! Let me go!" Lotor ground out, "I rule here! You will answer me truthfully, or by all the heavens, I will take you and I will see for myself your desire!" Allura was afraid, but she would not admit it - not to him! Allura's eyes met his and she said, "That's all you know, isn't it, Lotor? Raping women! You have no soul, no gentleness-ummphh!!!" He cut her off with a brutal kiss and started to move his body against hers suggestively. He parted from her breathing heavily. He said, "I don't want your preaching, your moralizing!" He kissed her neck and said, "I swear, Allura..It wouldn't take much for me to take you like this..Tell me now, Allura! Your feelings for me! Your true feelings!" He looked into her eyes and she could see he was serious. When she didn't answer quickly, his eyes narrowed and he ruthlessly pulled up her dress, sliding his hand on her skin. She gasped, "No! Please!" His hand was upon her bare waist - he did not remove it. He ground out, "Tell me, Allura!" Her eyes flashed with anger. She looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Yes! I have feelings for you - but they're wrong! I cannot - I will not let myself be affected by you!!" Lotor shook her. He yelled, "That is not the answer!" He kissed her again in frustration, and forced her legs apart with his own. She sobbed.."Oh god, Lotor, don't do this to me!!" The pain in her voice stopped him momentarily. He was scaring her again..but he needed his answer. Lotor said, "Allura..tell me truthfully. That's all I want.." She sobbed, "Yes! I feel for you! You stir my heart! I feel so confused around you! I - I want to be loved by you - but you scare me so! " In a burst of tears she said, "When your ship went down, I cried for days! I made sure no one saw me..oh, I can't feel this way! You're cruel - mad..twisted with revenge..oh, how could you do this to me!" Lotor's expression softened. "Do you love me?" Allura was taken aback. "I - I - no.." She saw the look in his eyes again and was afraid of another outburst. She said truthfully, "I don't know..all i know is what I feel for you is wrong.." He kissed her gently and said, "No..it's not wrong.." His hand caressed her bare waist under her dress and Allura sobbed, "No, don't.." He kissed her softly and lifted her up in his arms. She whispered, "No, Lotor..oh god no.." He was silent as he carried her to room he had given her. He laid her on the bed, and immediately laid beside her, holding her tightly, not saying anything. Allura's tears fell down her cheeks as he started to kiss her again. She was lost in his darkness, and she gloried in it even as she was shamed. She kissed him back and sobbed his name - and he was right, she didn't care about Arus, or Voltron, or if the universe chose to blow up at that moment, she could only see him. His hands started to remove her dress. Allura cried out as a last resort, "No..please. I can't!" He whispered, "Yes you can..we will say our vows tommorrow, but tonight you will truly be mine.." He kissed her mouth softly and added, "and I will be yours..and this chase will end..." He kissed her deeply then and Allura could do nothing but be swept by his passion. ..and then inexplicably, sleep... Voices...good thing we got here just in time...dear god, Keith, did you see.. yeah, Lance..Huh? The guys? What?-- damn Zarkon - he would be the one to tell us..don...look a gift horse in the mouth, Keith..we were lucky to get in....Allura tried to wake, but she could not - where was she? Another voice. ..Is she? ..Another one - female..oh, my baby! Did he hurt her?...Nanny? Coran?...she moaned, trying to awaken...No, we got there just in time..but Lotor, he's captured, yes?...no..Lotor..kisses..had to get her out, Coran..he didn't stay under long..nearly killed us! Got the diplomat out too..Put her into bed - let her sleep the gas off..Home? Sleep...poor Lotor....kiss..love...... He had gone into a drunken rage after they had carried her off from him. He destroyed furniture with his bare hands, tore holes in the walls, he was so enraged. The servants, hid - all of them, for they knew when he was in a rage, he would kill for no reason. This was the worst rage he had ever been in. He screamed in fury and yelled curses at the Voltron Force -especially the one named Akira. He saw his handsome face. Oh yes, he knew! That they dared to enter his domain and take his bride was an insult! He knew that somehow his father had a hand in it too. Oh yes, he would delight in killing them all with his bare hands - but most of all he would delight in killing his damned hypocritical father and that damned Akira! When they were all dead, he would take Allura for himself, make passionate love to her and shut the world away for a time. Then he would resurrect the Doom Empire and they would rule side by side..but first, he would destroy Voltron and the Voltron Force. Hagar knew of ways, many ways..he would consult her. Thinking of this calmed him down somewhat and he took a deep breath. He would be all right now...It was time to work on his plans....