JinxTheFox:Thank you for reading my Voltron fanfiction! You can expect more later this week (I'll try to update as soon as I can). Credit to Sparky818 for helping me get this onto this website. So far in the story I've only introduced Lance but don't worry another one of the test subjects will be introduced in the next chapter. I got the idea for this AU from reading "Maximum Ride" so go check that book out. I hope you all enjoy!

Sparky818: I hope you enjoy this story. I helped JinxTheFox put it online for you guys (typing it up) Hope I did good. I hope you enjoy because they did an excellent job.

Chapter 1 Feeling Blue

It was complete Chaos. The hands were everywhere trying to hold him down into the medical bed. Doctors and scientists rushing from place to place in panic. Lance roared at them all in anger and fear. His sharp fangs trying to bite whatever body parts where close enough for his reach. His claws scratched at people aimlessly, they were covered in other's red thick blood. The feeling of range was hot and boiling in his chest. Needles and latex gloves touched into his skin without much care. Loud noises of yelling fright talked over the sound of an alarm going off. The feeling of pain and numbness grew into his body like wildfire. Lance roared in agony as his eyelids grew heavy and his mind went unconscious. The blurs of people moved fast and all feeling in his body faded away.

Everything went black.

Moments passed and Lance woke up tightly strapped into the medical bed. He tried to look around but was unable to move much of his body, it didn't matter too much through, Lance has sadly already memorized the room over years. He was in his very own test lab, where he was the test subject. The room was small, it had white tiled floors, there were odd machines and wires everywhere, and there was a metal stand with horrible tools on it like needles and small surgery knifes. The room always smelled like vomit and rubber, but so did most of the rooms in this dreadful place. Lance despised this room.

Lance was accompanied in the room by two other men in lab coats. They were both Galra scientist, every awful person who worked for the corporation was known as a Galra. The two of them hadn't notice Lance's awaking and were talking instead. Lance had shushed to listen in.

"-It just started to attack everyone-everything in sight. It just went crazy."

"Do you know what triggered it?"

"No. No one has a clue why, I guess it just finally snapped."

"Huh, weird. That normally something Subject Red dose, but now if Subject Blue is doing it who knows what might happen with the others."

"Yeah, I said the same thing, but so far I've been told to continue with our original planned scheduled. I guess whoever is in charge doesn't care too much about the outburst."

"Must be Professor Haggar. She would be happy to do experiments on these…um… things all day no matter the consequences."

"I guess that's why Sir Zarkon keeps her. Who knows how far we'd be with these hybrid experiments without her."

"Yeah, but now they're looking through the case studies to see if there was anything strange that could have caused Subject Blue's outburst. They'll blame anyone they can just to cover up their mistake, we could lose our jobs for someone else's miscalculations."

"Urgh, this why I wanted to work with Subject Yellow instead."

There was a crackling sound on one the men's radio. He picked it up and paused for a moment in silence, soon the two scientist rushed out of the room without another word. In a split second a small group of people came into the room. A woman with black hair tied back, a pair of red glasses, and a lab coat stepped forward. She looked at lance up and down with carful eyes. Everyone else in the room had their clipboard and pen out and writing down every little thing without hesitation. The woman put her hand on Lance's chin with a strong grip.

"What's wrong with it? It looks completely normal for a hybrid." Lance growled, but her grip stayed on his chin.

Another person piped up. "Well Miss, we were doing our daily test on it and it just suddenly started to attack everything in sight. We ended up putting it under, but we're not sure what triggered the outburst. Professor Haggar wanted us to consider it just incase."

The women let go of Lance and turned to the man who spoke. "Well maybe it attacked because it deiced that it had enough. Come on people this isn't rocket science! If you were getting tested on you'd lose it too. Subject Red has some the same exact thing weekly and Subject Black has done this too. This is nothing new." The Galra women sighed in annoyance. "Just put it in a cage and do the background checks on it's previous procedures, and for the love of god stop wasting my time." The women left the small room, Lance could hear her heels tap on the tiles as she walked down the hall.

People in lab coats stumbled across the room in a busy tone. They stuck a shot in Lance's arm making his body go numb and heavy to move. A few of them picked him up and carried him out of the room and down the hallways.

"No! No don't! Let go of me!" Lance yelled at men but none of them cared.

He was soon brought to a big dark room, it was filled with cell-like cages everywhere. Some cages had animals and creatures in them, others were empty. The room was cold and dimmed down to almost pitch black. There were noises nonstop, some were crying, some screaming, and others just weeping for mercy. It was a dreadful sight as Lance was dragged across the room to a metal cage. He was tossed in and locked up with disregard.

Once the men left his sight Lance curled up into a ball. His ears perched downward and his tail rapped close unto his body. He hugged himself tightly, his claws dug deep into his own skin but the pain didn't matter to him. His body was cold to the touch and his eyes puffed reddish around the rims. Lance was used to being put inside a cage or small spaces, but he couldn't help but want to cry and give up on the world he was forced into. He never asked to be alive, not like this he didn't.

"I just want this to end." Lance whispered to himself.

A stranger's voice spoke to Lance and made him jump in surprised. "W-wait you speak English?"

Lance looked in the direction the voice came from cautiously. They were cages across from him about a yard away. It was hard for Lance to see in dark lighting but he could tell that the voice belonged to a male in their very early adult years, about the same age at lance.

Can you guess who Lance meets?

TBC

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