Shiro wakes up in the currently non-functioning Black Lion. He is at the bottom of a ravine. As he exits the Lion, he holds his injured side, worrying about the others.
"Keith, are you there? Keith?" he asks, remembering Keith was nearby.
All he gets is static.
"I've got to get to higher ground," Shiro starts his trek.
On another part of the planet, Keith is trying to contact Shiro, "Shiro, can you hear me? Shiro?" All he gets is static, causing his panic to start rising (all alone in an unknown place, no Mom, no Shiro, no Matt, no team), running in the direction he saw Black fall, "Shiro, are you there?"
Shiro is groaning and panting, the trek exhausting him.
"Shiro, are you there? Answer me!" Keith's voice travels through the comms, staticky and breaking up.
"Keith. I'm here. Keith," Shiro responds, relief audible, only to grunt and collapse against a wall in pain.
"Shiro, it's Keith."
"Keith, Keith, I'm here. I'm okay," Shiro reassures him, putting the kit first.
"Shiro, you made it."
"It takes more than a glowing alien wound, a fall from the upper atmosphere and crashing into a hard pan surface, at what I'm guessing is about 25 meters per second squared, to get rid of me. How are you?"
"Not good. My lion's busted. Wait, what wound?" Keith asks, worry suddenly spiking again, moving faster.
"It's nothing."
"Please tell me you didn't get that from a Druid?" Keith practically begs, but Shiro's groan in pain is answer enough, "Hang on, I'm coming."
"What's that?" Little Keith asks one of the gladiators with a glowing wound.
"Itssa nothing, kiddo," they respond, trying to mask the obvious pain in their voice, "Just a woundssa from a Druid. Never pi-erm-irritate them. Especially Haggar. Don't want youssa getting hurtss."
The gladiator died a few days later.
"You'd better hurry," Shiro says, noticing some creatures on Black, causing Keith to pick up his pace even more.
Pidge starts exploring the space junkyard. There's something in a cave-like trash pile.
"Who's there?" Pidge demands, floating with their Bayard pointing at the entrance, only for fluffy small caterpillars to emerge and approach them, reaching to pet them, "Hmm? Aw! Hey, little guys! Aw, you guys are so cute. Too cute to be found in a dump like this. Are you guys the only ones living here? I hope my rough landing didn't disturb your day. I'll only be here for a short time. I'm waiting for my friends to find me. We were separated during a wormhole jump," five creatures bump into each other in a line in front of Pidge, "Yeah, friends! I sure hope they find me soon."
"Let's check the Rift Exit Positioning Monitor to see where this wormhole is taking us," even younger Coran is experiencing his teens and no longer cares, "This is so boring."
"Coran, please! I don't need any of your attitude right now," Allura's responds, the mice now snails.
"You don't understand me at all! You have no idea what I'm going through! I'll be in my control area! Hmmph!"
"I can't manually enter coordinates. But the Castle will automatically lock on to the lions' whereabouts, if we can locate them," Allura tries to detect the Lions with the Castle, "It's not working! I'm unable to hone in on their location," Coran starts playing music super loud (which sounds similar to human opera) , "Coran, turn that down! Our lives are at stake!"
"I can only express myself through music!"
"Coran, if you don't turn that down, I swear I'll turn this Castle around and-"
"And what? We're just gonna run into this void that's coming up here. I hate everybody!"
They renter the void.
"Let's check the Rift Exit Positioning Monitor to see where this wormhole is taking us, whatever that means," little kid Coran says.
"We've tried everything and nothing's worked. A few more trips down this wormhole and you're going to disappear. We must find a way out," Allura says, bringing up monitors and who knows what the mice are now.
"Just blast your way out! Duh!"
"I suppose it's worth a try. The Castle defenses might have enough firepower to destroy the tunnel."
"Yeah! And it'll go ker-plooey!"
"It's not working! It's like we're shooting at ourselves."
Coran blows raspberry, "Where's Voltron?"
They renter the void.
Keith flies towards Shiro with his jetpack, "Shiro, what happened?"
"There's several creatures," Shiro pants as Keith avoids a geyser.
Shiro backs away a monster creeps behind him, "Huh?"
He turns around just in time, but it alerts the other monsters. They approach him slowly.
"Uh-oh," Keith says, suddenly attacked by many more geysers, which he barely escapes. He ends up almost falling in a large chasm.
Shiro is cornered in the meantime and seeks refuge in a small cave. The monsters can't reach him, yet.
"Keith, are you okay? What happened?"
"Minor delay, but I'm on my way. How are you?" Keith responds, hanging from his Bayard in the chasm he can't see the bottom of.
"I'm all right, but I'm trapped in a cave, and some nasty-looking creatures have me cornered," said creatures start digging.
"Stay put. I'm on my way. I just have to... figure this out."
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Forging Ties (Book 2 of Fates Entwined)
FanfictionA long time ago, a small child was born with abilities no one realised. He befriended many and his hands were dirtied with much blood, but he kept going. His one goal, survival. Then, he met the new Champion and his friend. His two goals, survival a...
