Prologue

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Blood.

That was then first thing I saw. Just blood. Everywhere.

Then I noticed the bodies.

 Six bodies strewn about on the floor, bleeding out streams of their crimson life. In the center of the carnage stood a dark figure with a glowing, robotic, blood stained arm.

Suddenly he turned and looked straight at me. His eyes were cold and completely yellow, and his face was twisted as many conflicting emotions clashed within him.

Then, with no warning, he collapsed, writhing on the ground, as if something vital had snapped inside him. 

After a short while he lay still.

 Horrified, I slowly walked over to the still figures, stepping into the growing field of blood. Once I was close enough to see their faces, a shudder ran through my body. Never have I seen these people before but I knew exactly who they were.

All at once, I fell down through the pool of scarlet horror, crying out as my head went under. And consciousness escaped my hold as the darkness consumed me.

The Paladins of Voltron are dead.









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