Lance flipped through books boredly as he laid on his stomach on the bed. He flinched a little when his head sparked into pain and heard faint whispers that sounded familiar. Lances blue and gold eyes flew open as he could tell they where coming from the other side of the door and sat up quickly tucking his legs to his chest in fear.

"Lotor?" He whispered even if no one could hear him not even from the door.

He can't help you paladin, I know what you are Isamu...

A voice whispered and lances eyes widen in horror. He had no idea who Isamu is, someone may come for him for the wrong person.

His breath picked up as the doors opened and revealed Hagar walking in alone.

"I-I'm not Isamu, that's not me," Lance pleaded looking at the witch remembering the pain she brought him.

"It was you name paladin, you wouldn't know since you went to that dreadful planet earth," Hagar walked to him and Lance backed away. He felt a powerful force as she walked towards him but he tried to escape it.

"Get away from me, please," Lance felt himself hit the wall but Hagar was already in front of him.

"How pathetic, the great son of Diarz and Zelra is begging for mercy," Hagar grabbed his chin.

"What does prince Lotor see in you anyways?" She forced his head to the side inspecting his altean marks.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Lance trembled in her touch as his golden eyes stared at her with fear.

Hagar usually enjoyed the fear, the fear she created into this boy, this paladin, but those eyes stared at her reflecting into her soul as she felt almost that equal fear as her hand stayed gripping his chin but the longer she continued to keep her grip on him she could feel things she hasn't felt.

"Honerva please!"

"Zelra it's impossible!"

"If you don't do it with me I'll do it myself,"

Lance trembled looking at Hagar but could feel her mentally, not her physical grip but he felt as if he was drifting in and out like he was zoning out but he wasn't. Colors surrounded Hagar as he could see green behind her mixed with darkness of black mist, the whispers surrounded them both. Hagar gasped into a scream as Lance felt energy sparking and hit his veins and followed a scream after her as he threw his head back screaming, ignoring the pain of Hagar digging her nails into his jaw.

He suddenly saw purple around him as he no longer felt pain or fear, he wasn't in the room, he was alone in some voice.

Lances eyes widen as he looked down seeing under his feet was a white circle tinted blue, he took a step forward and the glowing white followed under his foot.

"Hello?" A woman's voice gasped and Lance spun to the side with fear but saw the woman, someone he's never seen before. She had purple tinted grey hair naturally as she had golden eyes with purple pupils, she had tan olive skin and red altean marks.

"Who are you?" Lance felt his voice echo as she looked at the woman. She turned to Lance with wide eyes as her mouth moved but it was faded. Lance only could hear parts to almost nothing from her as she seemed to sparkle almost in purple but the light under her feet where tinted green just a little like Lance was as well.

He felt his ears ringing as he could hear more and more until it got to loud and he covered his ears and felt like he was slammed back only for him to hear screaming, his own screams.

"Hagar get off him!" A familiar voice roared and Lance fell to the floor.

Lotor ripped the witch off the paladin as she gasped back into reality and stumbled but Lance crumbled shaking as his eyes glowed slightly but Lotor grabbed his shoulders as he looked at Lance worriedly.

"Blue? Blue answer," Lotor said sternly as his face twisted but it was with concern.

"No!" Lance shoved him away and grabbed his ears.

"Stop it stop it stop stop stop," Lance mumbled to himself but stared down with wide eyes.

"What did you do to him witch?" Lotor spat glancing over his shoulder.

"That boy is dangerous," Hagar whispered with a snarl.

"What did you do to him?!" Lotor snapped as he raised his voice.

"He possesses powers I do not even have! He can't control them he will kill us all!" Hagar screeched back pointing at the terrified Cuban.

"So you mess with his mind?! Leave my sight you witch!" Lotor stood aggressively as he stomped a foot forward.

"You will be the first to die from that being," Hagar hissed and stormed out. Lotor turned to Lance again and knelt gently beside him as he skimmed lances cheek with a knuckle against his altean markings.

"Blue... Can you hear me?" Lotor whispered narrowing his eyes as he looked at Lance worriedly.

Lance stayed silent but didn't move as he shook. Lotor swiped his knuckle against his markings on his face again in comfort and lances eyes finally looked at him.

"L-Lotor?" Lance breathed almost to quiet for the prince to hear.

"What's happening to me?" His voice cracked as tears weld up in his eyes looking at Lotor broken.

"I wish I had an answer," Lotor whispered back as he wiped a tear away on lances cheek as he looked at Lotor like a lost puppy.