He had no idea how long it would take the bomb to go off. He had to trust Thace knew what he was doing. Everything hinged on it. It felt like time stretched out, moving sluggishly like the universe was submerged in water. The ship lurched with a large explosive blast and he kept going. To slow down was to die. The blast rapidly caught up with him the light of it signaling its approach. A little further, he was almost out.
He wasn't going to make it. Keith turned in mid-air, activating his shield and putting it between himself and the blast. He shot out of the tunnel like a pebble from a sling. The massive ship shaped like an hourglass glowed with purple light for a few more moments and went dark. "Thace did it." It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. A dark shadow passes over him and he turns, meeting glowing yellow eyes. The Red Lion. It had come for him again. He slips inside and takes a breath. Above the large ship a blazing blue light shines, opening into the static sparking expanse of a wormhole. It grows closer and closer as he guides the Red Lion to join up with the rest of the team.
The ship is swallowed and their base of operations the Castle of Lions detached from the massive ring generating the portal. Together they slip into the hole in space, the lions pulling ahead. The rest is up to them.
According to the plan, they would pull together and form Voltron, a massive weapon of mass destruction to take out key systems on the ship. United in purpose, the five paladins followed their leader, their friend Shiro's commands. they tore into the ship, cutting and carving through their targets as if the metal of the craft were made of paper. A vast cold energy that swallowed light with its coming hit them in the chest. It felt like his very existence were being ripped apart. They were making for the bridge when the prongs on the lower half of the vessel formed a strange energy that seemed to pull at them, an absence of light.
They had time to turn just before it hit them with force like a blow to the stomach. His mind whited out. It felt like his very existence were being ripped apart and pulled down into some vast hungry mouth. Everything went black.
He came to feeling like several miles of bad road. They had been hit with a device called a Komar that sucked life force out of its targets. Fun. None of the Lions responded to their pilots, and Coran urged them to go. On the inert ship a single door slid open, sickly purple light issued from it like a dark miasma. Keith stared at it, eyes gone wide. He heard Shiro's tightly drawn hiss of pain as a tall-red figure, clearly visible, even from where Voltron hung helplessly in space, rose up from the hole.
The machine spun to face them slowly, like a fighter preparing for battle. It shot towards them like a meteor, growing rapidly larger and larger, seemingly impossible to stop. Allura's voice cut through his shock like a heated sword. "Listen to me! You are true Paladins now! Connect with your lions! Reach out to each other!"
The Castle of Lions streaked past them a wash of pale blue gathering in at the front of the ship and shining like a beacon. "Fight! This cannot end now!" Light blazed punching through space and Zarkon's fighter turned its wings to a shield taking it dead on. The wings angled redirecting the beam back on its own ship. Keith's heart clenched at the answering scream. Allura went silent.
They all fell silent, unable to comprehend it. He didn't know what to say. Shiro's voice, quieter than usual but quickly growing in strength urged them to put all their energy into getting back into the fight. One by one they put their all into it, and Voltron blazed with life and energy once more. They had enough time to summon their blade again before Zarkon hit them. Keith let himself be lost in the dance of swords, keeping his ear out for commands or call outs. He belonged here on this team. A curling black energy shot out of the vast ship and they sought to dodge only to be hit again by Zarkon.
For every strike they inflicted, Zarkon had a counter. Like leaves turning in the wind they spun in space and Keith spotted an opening in the defenses and went for it. Their sword punched through the shoulder and out the back. Shiro hissed, warning them Zarkon had begun to assault his mind right before Zarkon countered with a glowing chain. It burst the lions apart. Keith brought his lion back online and noted the positions of the others. The Black Lion remained floating in space, lifeless.
"Shiro?" Silence. "Shiro!" Still no response. "Something's wrong with Shiro." He turned his gaze towards Zarkon's machine and gritted his teeth. "Guys, we can't let Zarkon get the Black Lion." No matter what they couldn't let Zarkon claim the strongest weapon in the known universe. He put his lion between Black and Zarkon, falling into command without registering he was doing it.
True Paladins
He wasn't going to make it. Keith turned in mid-air, activating his shield and putting it between himself and the blast. He shot out of the tunnel like a pebble from a sling. The massive ship shaped like an hourglass glowed with purple light for a few more moments and went dark. "Thace did it." It leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. A dark shadow passes over him and he turns, meeting glowing yellow eyes. The Red Lion. It had come for him again. He slips inside and takes a breath. Above the large ship a blazing blue light shines, opening into the static sparking expanse of a wormhole. It grows closer and closer as he guides the Red Lion to join up with the rest of the team.
The ship is swallowed and their base of operations the Castle of Lions detached from the massive ring generating the portal. Together they slip into the hole in space, the lions pulling ahead. The rest is up to them.
According to the plan, they would pull together and form Voltron, a massive weapon of mass destruction to take out key systems on the ship. United in purpose, the five paladins followed their leader, their friend Shiro's commands. they tore into the ship, cutting and carving through their targets as if the metal of the craft were made of paper.
A vast cold energy that swallowed light with its coming hit them in the chest. It felt like his very existence were being ripped apart. They were making for the bridge when the prongs on the lower half of the vessel formed a strange energy that seemed to pull at them, an absence of light.
They had time to turn just before it hit them with force like a blow to the stomach. His mind whited out. It felt like his very existence were being ripped apart and pulled down into some vast hungry mouth. Everything went black.
He came to feeling like several miles of bad road. They had been hit with a device called a Komar that sucked life force out of its targets. Fun. None of the Lions responded to their pilots, and Coran urged them to go. On the inert ship a single door slid open, sickly purple light issued from it like a dark miasma. Keith stared at it, eyes gone wide. He heard Shiro's tightly drawn hiss of pain as a tall-red figure, clearly visible, even from where Voltron hung helplessly in space, rose up from the hole.
The machine spun to face them slowly, like a fighter preparing for battle. It shot towards them like a meteor, growing rapidly larger and larger, seemingly impossible to stop. Allura's voice cut through his shock like a heated sword. "Listen to me! You are true Paladins now! Connect with your lions! Reach out to each other!"
The Castle of Lions streaked past them a wash of pale blue gathering in at the front of the ship and shining like a beacon. "Fight! This cannot end now!" Light blazed punching through space and Zarkon's fighter turned its wings to a shield taking it dead on. The wings angled redirecting the beam back on its own ship. Keith's heart clenched at the answering scream. Allura went silent.
They all fell silent, unable to comprehend it. He didn't know what to say. Shiro's voice, quieter than usual but quickly growing in strength urged them to put all their energy into getting back into the fight. One by one they put their all into it, and Voltron blazed with life and energy once more. They had enough time to summon their blade again before Zarkon hit them. Keith let himself be lost in the dance of swords, keeping his ear out for commands or call outs. He belonged here on this team. A curling black energy shot out of the vast ship and they sought to dodge only to be hit again by Zarkon.
For every strike they inflicted, Zarkon had a counter. Like leaves turning in the wind they spun in space and Keith spotted an opening in the defenses and went for it. Their sword punched through the shoulder and out the back. Shiro hissed, warning them Zarkon had begun to assault his mind right before Zarkon countered with a glowing chain. It burst the lions apart. Keith brought his lion back online and noted the positions of the others. The Black Lion remained floating in space, lifeless.
"Shiro?" Silence. "Shiro!" Still no response. "Something's wrong with Shiro." He turned his gaze towards Zarkon's machine and gritted his teeth. "Guys, we can't let Zarkon get the Black Lion." No matter what they couldn't let Zarkon claim the strongest weapon in the known universe. He put his lion between Black and Zarkon, falling into command without registering he was doing it.