Wild Flowers [Voltron]
Voltron Paladins x gender neutral Altean reader
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You open your eyes, quickly closing them due to the bright light outside of the pod.
"Um, guys," a panicked voice says from outside. "They're waking up!"
"Who's...who's there?" You croak, slowly sitting up.
"It's going to be alright," a gentler voice says from the outside. "You're safe here."
You open your eyes again, bracing yourself for the sudden pain, but instead coming face-to-face with a white-haired woman, her kind blue and lilac eyes staring back.
So naturally, you scream and throw your fist out weakly, still distorted.
The woman catches your fist. "Please, we mean you no harm."
You breath heavily, and pull your hand away. "Princess Allura? Is that really you?"
She smiles. "Yes, yes it is; and you're Altean! I thought me and Coran were the only two still living..."
You nod, rubbing at your E/C eyes, markings prominently displayed on your face. "The last thing I remember was being launched from an escape pod:" you freeze suddenly, bile building up at the back of your throat. "My family-- mom, dad,-- [sibling]--" you start sobbing, the shock that your home world was destroyed and family was dead finally hitting you full force.
Allura gently puts her hands on you, the paladins standing awkwardly around you two. "It's going to be alright," she said softly. "It was really hard for me when I first woke up too."
"H-how long ag-go was it," you say through shaky breaths.
Allura was silent for a few seconds. "10000."
"Hours? Day's?"
"Years. Altea was destroyed 10000 years ago."
You made a strange choking noise in the back of your throat. "I was asleep for that long?!"
"You have a lot to catch up on," she grasps your hand.
"Sooo... what's your name?" The boy clad in blue asks.
You look up at him with your red-rimmed eyes. "My name is Y/N of Altea. Who are you guys?"
"Lance," boy from before says, flashing you a bright white smile.
"Pidge," the one with short brown hair and rounded glasses says. "I'm the local tech support around here."
"I'm Hunk," a boy who was holding your arm to stabilize you says. "Main chef I guess? Anyways I'm glad that you're ok."
The one in a red jacket, who was standing the furthest away looks at you catiously. "Keith," he says bluntly.
Finally, the most mature looking out of the group steps forward. "My name is Takashi Shirogane; you can call me Shiro. I'm the Paladin of the Black Lion of Voltron."
"Voltron?" You hesitantly say. "But you guys aren't the paladins..."
Allura looked away from a split second. "Much has changed in the 10000 years that we were asleep. The paladins of old are gone; and these are the new chosen ones."
You try to stand up, Hunk and Allura helping. "Zarkon...the Galra..." you mutter.
Their expressions all become muddled- a mixture of anger and disgusted. "He is still well and alive," Allura tells you.
You grit your teeth. "But how?! He should be long dead."
"We don't know," Shiro says. "All that matters right now is protecting the planets that his warlords invade and taking him done."
You struggle forward. "How can I help?"
Allura blinks. "Sorry?"
"You heard me. How can I help?"
"You should probably rest," Lance says. "You can't even walk properly."
"I've already been resting for 10000 years."
Shrio's expression softens. "You should take it easy for now, you're still recovering."
"Just tell me," you say through your teeth. "I'll do anything if it means taking that bastard down."
Honestly I'm going to do a Part 2- maybe bonding with Hunk a little as y'all cook something together, or helping Pidge out with some tech. Not the best but I tried.
Happy one year to the account!
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