Hunk sat on a stone
bench in the Royal Gardens. He couldn't believe how depressed he was feeling. It
had been a long time since he had felt this depressed. It was gloom and doom
city.
He lloked up from the rose bed in front of him when he heard
footsteps coming up behind him. He looked over when Lance sat down beside
him.
"Hey man, we've been
looking all over for you. Pidge was wanting you to lift some heavy stuff for
him."
"Yeah, I
suppose."
"Something eatin' you,
pal?"
"I don't know what
it is lately, Lance, but I feel so depressed that it's like I could cry forever
and it would never even begin to make me feel
better."
"Do you know
why? Something happen you wanna talk about?"
Hunk lifted an eyebrow then
shifted his gaze back to the roses, not sure if Lance was being sincere or not.
"Have you ever had the
feeling that you regret letting someone go that you deeply cared about,
practically defended with your
life?"
Lance thought for
a moment,
"Yeah, I guess you could say that, I've had a lot of flings but
there have been a couple that I truly regret leaving. Someone in particular you
have in mind?"
"Yeah."
Hunk looked over to Lance,"Twyla."
"The spy? The one whose brother was
turned into a
robeast."
"Yeah."
"What
brought this on?'
"I don't know. I gues, in a way, I'm jealous of you
guys."
"Why?" Lance looked
startled.
"I see you with
a different girl almost every night. I see Keith with Allura and Sven with
Romelle. You all seem so happy. I think even Pidge has a certian someone in his
life."
"If he does, I don't know about it."
"There are days when i
don't think about her at all, even weeks at a time when she never crosses my
mind. Then there are days I can't get her out of my head. I don't know what to
do."
Lance patted Hunk on
the shoulder.
"Don't worry. If you were meant to have her, she'd come
back. You'll find that special someone someday."
"Key word being someday,
Lance, if you don't mind I'd just rather be alone. Tell Pidge I'll do the work
later."
"Sure, pal."
lance left not really sure if he should leave Hunk alone or
not.
At that same moment
on a distant planet. Someone else was staring glumly at a patch of silver grey
roses. They grew in abundence on her planet, but she didn't care. Eversince the
liberation of her planet there was only one thing on her mind and, for some
reason, it wasn't
freedom.
Twyla De Lyeria
laid back down on a grassy hill as stared up at the sky. Somewhere out there was
they guy that had saved her life but had taken the life of her
brother.
She had loved
her brother dearly but she had gotten over the grief now her thoughts turned to
something else. Hunk. The only one who really cared, who wanted to protect her
regardless of what she
did.
"Oh Hunk, how could
I have ever let you down? I see what I done wrong. I see now that what they told
me were lies. I wish I could get back to you but the only way I'll ever get into
space is to join the Space Crusaders."
Twlya turned over onto her stomach
and laid her head on her arms. Geting into the Space Crusaders was a lot of work
but in the end it was so rewarding.
You could earn your own ship to go
exploring or you could join a fleet to go patroling and searching for new
planets to become allies
with.
Twyla sat back up.
Yes, that's what she would do. It would take a year out of her life but it was
well worth it. Anything to get back to Hunk. Anything.