One day while (Y/n) was sitting in her cell like usual she heard an explosion followed by alarms; one minute she wanted to scream because of how bored she felt and the next something actually happened. At first she thought that someone was trying to escape again, but then she heard what sounded like men right outside of her cell. Her heart started racing when she heard a bunch of heavy footsteps outside of the prison cell she'd called home for so long, hoping someone was there to rescue her. Then, the unimaginable happened; all of the prison cell doors opened all at once, giving everyone the chance to have freedom. (Y/n) saw people in dark colored armor with masks on take each of the prisoners out of their cells, leading them out of the main door that had been destroyed in the explosion.

When an extremely tall person with a tail came into her cell and picked her up bridal style (Y/n) was afraid that she had done something wrong and the man, Antok, was there to punish her. As Antok carried (Y/n) through the long hallways of the main galra ship she realized that she was finally being rescued, as were all of the other women. Unfortunately the transport ship was at full capacity, so Antok had to carry (Y/n) his very own shuttle that he fixed up long ago, put her in one of the large seats, closed the door and started the ship. Antok wasn't sure what to do with (Y/n) and decided to take her with him, he figured Kolivan wouldn't mind him bringing a human to their main headquarters. When the ship took off (Y/n) saw the transport ship, although it seemed to be flying in a different direction.

"You're safe now." Antok said when he turned towards (Y/n) once they were safe, assuring her that no one would come after them.

"W-who are you?" (Y/n) nervously asked the large stranger, her mind still spinning after what all just happened; the rescue had been so quick that she didn't have much time to process it.

"My name is Antok, I am a member of the Blade of Marmora." Antok told her, formally introducing himself and telling her what organization he came from.

"Thank you for saving me. I- I'm (Y/n)." (Y/n) quietly thanked him prior to introducing herself, feeling nervous around him since he was so big and intimidating, plus he wore a mask that covered his entire face.

Antok nodded in acknowledgement as he flew his ship towards the main Marmoran headquarters, nervous of what (Y/n) would say when she found out that he was half galra. He knew not to take his mask off while around her, he never took it off around strangers, but he knew that she would find out what he was, eventually. For the time being though he would need to get the small spare room in his ship ready for (Y/n), he knew she would need a place to rest after everything she'd been through. (Y/n) pulled her knees up against her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs, she hadn't been outside of her prison cell in a long time, actually flying through space was a lot for her to take in. Antok had made no move to harm her after rescuing her, yet (Y/n) felt anxious around him since she didn't know him; Antok, on the other hand, did his best to ignore the stench of fear she was unknowingly letting off.