Hacked (Voltron Force)

Just to clarify, when I stated in chapter 1 that "Voltron Force and it's characters do not belong to me. I am borrowing them only 'coz I like to play with them." I actually meant that "I make no profit from this".  I thought me having no ownership was obvious from that statement.  My bad.  I can't seem to figure out how to get into chapter 1 to edit it directly, so I am doing it here.

16 September 2012- 18 September 2012

Hacked

by Zuzanny

part 6

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It had felt so good to be moving again, even though it made his heart pound if he went for too long. But he knew he needed to practice, even if he couldn't quite consciously remember how to do it. His body did though, and after relaxing and breathing and calmly moving, his body told him how to do the moves, how to dance, until when he opened his eyes he COULD remember how the katas went. And it felt so good.

And so Pidge danced to the music only he could hear, flowing through each level until it was perfect, before moving on to the next one.

So it was a shock to hear the wiring metal-on-metal sound of compartments in the wall behind him sliding open. He turned to look, seeing hundreds of battle droids literally crawling towards him out of the walls and air ducts like long limbed spiders, their 'eyes' glowing and casting the room a lethal red.

"INTRUDER ALLERT." hundreds of computerised voices called out from all around him. Pidge took a couple steps back as they continued to pour into the room, looking about himself and he bumped into the computer console he had been working at. "INTRUDER ALLERT. TERMINATE." Each droid lifted two long, hose-like limbs, and out of the end of each arm came bladed fingers that separated and fanned out until they were flat, and began to spin faster and faster until they were whirling saws.

Pidge dropped into a low defensive stance and activated his voltcom. "Daniel." He just hoped Daniel could hear him, and that the others would get his message before it was too late. He drew a deep breath and hand full of smart stars from his voltcom in preparation for battle. "Call in the Lions. We have many, Many hostiles." And he flung the stars at the closest bunch of robots, slicing though arms and sensors.

"I'm on my way." Daniel's voice crackled over the line. "The others are over an hour away."

"No!" Pidge leaped into the air and pulled out more stars, throwing again and again mid flight. He landed gracefully back in a low stance, and span to sweep the legs out of the nearest robot, stabbing it's power core with another one of his stars, and flinging more out. "Wait for the others! What ever you do, stay out of here!" He jumped out of the way as high-powered blades came raining down on the spot only just missing him. "If something happens to me," Pidge flung more stars out – all satisfying in their hits - ran, rolled, and grabbed hold of one of the dismembered bladed arms on the floor, swinging it with all his might at the robots closest to him. "Tell Hunk..." He knocked their blades away, and stabbed more power cores, pinning some to the walls around him. "I'll haunt him forever if he breaks my STUFF! YAAGH!" He shouted as he swung the robot arm like a baseball bat, knocking blades away.

"Tell him yourself!" Daniel called back. "I'm coming in!"

"Dammit Daniel!" Pidge yelled. "Stay the hell where you are!" He narrowly dodged getting his throat slashed. "I can't... I can't protect you in here!"

But more robots kept coming, all chanting "INTRUDER ALLERT. TERMINATE."

"You know, that gets really old real quick." Pidge quipped and side kicked sending a bunch falling like dominoes with waving, bladed, tentacles. Pidge leapt another swipe at him, and tossed more smart stars to slice though those arms or pin them to the floor or wall.

"INTRUDER ALLERT. TERMINATE."

"Oh, would you all just shut up!"

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Pidge lost track of how long he had been fighting the robots for, but eventually everyone of them lay in broken – if twitching- pieces on the floor, and he was free to catch his breath and wipe the sweat and grunge from his eyes. His heart pounded in his ears, and he could already feel the chill of the station air eating away what warmth he had raised in that battle. He looked about to make sure all the sparking bits were not able to regenerate or were in any way a threat to him, and raised his arm to his face to contact Daniel, but was interrupted by the sound of someone slowly clapping. He turned sharply to to his right to find a tall and very slender woman standing where no one had been just moments before.

"Who are you?" He called to her, but she did not answer. She had long, white hair that blended in with the skin of her face, and was dressed from the chin down completely in a blood red skin tight suit that looked to have no seams or lines of any kind. Her proportions were slightly out of wack with her arms and fingers being longer than normal, and her mouth split from cheek to cheek. She was smiling with her lips at him while she clapped, every few claps she stepped closer to him. Pidge felt his hair begin to stand on end the closer she came, and found himself backing away from her. Every instinct told him she was far more dangerous than all those death-droids combined.

"Stay where you are!" Pidge ordered as he drew more smart stars and once again dropped into a defensive stance.

Her eye lids lowered slightly over her blood-red eyes, and her lips drew back in a grin that showed off her multitudes of needle-like teeth. In a flash she was right in front of him and had both of his wrists in a crushing grip that had him crying out in pain and dropping his weapons. She leaned in close as though to whisper in his ear, "Well met, delicious one." slid into his mind instead, making him jerk his head back in shock.

"The HELL?" He threw his weight sideways and downwards, turning as he did so, dragging her down with him and kicking out at her ankles, breaking her hold on his wrists. He rolled back to his feet and jumped back just as she swiped out with clawed hands at him, a hungry snarl on her face. He drew some smart stars and held them at the ready. "Back off lady!" he warned her as she climbed to her feet and started tracking him as he moved. "I don't want to have to hurt you!"

That horrid grin returned to her mouth, and he heard laughter in his head. "How delightful! You truly are a treasure. I can't wait to taste you MORE!" Pidge didn't even see her move, but suddenly he was seeing stars as she drove her fist into his stomach so hard the force slammed him into the wall. He fell to the ground, doubled over and gasping for air. He instinctively rolled to the side, avoiding a red-clad leg as she kicked at his ribs, countering with a fistful of smart stars flung directly at...the space she had been only a second before. … but was no longer. He climbed to his feet, urgently gulping down air as he span on the spot, another two handfuls of stars at the ready, seeking his target.

She was nowhere to be seen

"Poor little one, tired already?" He heard from all around him and yet nowhere are the same time. "I suppose really I should commend you, very few make it this far. Especially still filled with so much blood."

"Who are you?" Pidge called out still spinning around trying to find her. "What do you want?!"

"Boo." was breathed directly into his ear from behind, and electricity was sent shooting through his body, making his back arch while he stood there helplessly screaming and screaming while she laughed and laughed and laughed.

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Pidge's call out to Daniel over the voltcom had brought everyone running to the ballroom, and skidding to a stop when they saw Pidge was in the middle of a highly complicated kata and not under attack. Keith was about to barge over to him and give him a good dressing down for calling false alarms over the voltcom, when Hunk grabbed a hold of his wrist and yanked him to stop.

"Look at him." Hunk insisted in a haunted kind of way. "LOOK at him, dammit!"

And Keith did, narrowly ducking incoming smart stars while doing so.

Lance's colourful language while having to dodge was joined with the cries of the cadets while they ducked for cover. "What the hell is he doing using live weapons in here for?"

"I don't think he's here." Daniel told them, recognising Pidge's half of the conversation being broad cast. "Oh my God. He's back on the station! He's fighting the... what-ever-they-were's!"

"Computer." Keith ordered into his voltcom. "Record the Ballroom. NOW!"

"Are you saying that he's having some kind of flashback?" Princess Allura franticly asked. "We have to snap him out of it before he hurts himself!"

They ran towards Pidge, but were unable to get close enough due to the rain of smart stars. Their cries to him went unnoticed, so they watched helplessly, hoping to ride it out.

After quite a while of ferocious battle, Larmina finally said "He really is... so much better than me." Hunk wasn't the only one who wanted to slap her across the back of the head.

But then it was like a switch had been turned off. Pidge stood panting heavily, red faced and covered in sweat.

Hunk cautiously approached. "You alright there little buddy?"

Pidge's head flashed to his right and he called out "Who are you?" and he began backing away from more invisible foes, again dropping to a defensive stance and pulling out more stars.

Hunk groaned low like his stomach hurt at watching Pidge continue to fight while in obviously such an already exhausted state. "We gotta do something." He called to Keith. "Stun him or something!" Taking the hint, Allura and Lance ran to get the med kit.

"There was more than one set of attackers." Keith said quietly, continuing to watch Pidge dodge and fight around the ball room. Lance and Allura quickly reappeared hauling a large med kit with them and dumping it on the floor. Lance hurriedly rummaged through it, pulling out tranquiliser darts and the gun to match.

"You seriously have that?" Vince shrieked. "As part of our FIRST AID kit?!"

Lance barely glanced at Vince, and loaded the darts into the gun, fiddling with the dosage controls. "How much do you reckon he weighs?"

"I don't know!" Allura called back at him. "A hundred and thirty two pounds?"

"What's that in kilos?"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

"Sixty will have to do."

But then Pidge was screaming in absolute agony, standing rigid, head flung back, back arched, almost on his tip toes, arms out to his side and spasming like he was being shocked with electricity.

"PIDGE!" Hunk yelled running towards his friend. The screams suddenly cut off, and Pidge dropped like a broken puppet. Hunk dived, sliding across the floor, and caught him just before his head was able to smack against the ground. Hunk curled himself around his smaller friend, cradling him protectively. "Pidge, talk to me little buddy. HOLY SHIT!" Hunk shrieked back at the others. "HIS HEART'S STOPPED!"