The cold, dark vacuum of space. So quiet. So peaceful. So vast. Getting lost would be easy in this zero gravity realm. Losing your composure would be devastating. Yet they do it anyway. The legendary team that is Voltron fights day after day in the pitch black night. And today is no different.
The planet of Panlumin was under attack by another one of Zarkons new creations. This time it's one that embodies space. With it's revolutionary technology, it can extract light from maybe anything. Some say it can even take out a star.
Light is a valuable resource for the planet and its people. You see, light is its main trading good. Solar powered technology is its main trading good. The whole planet runs on these star powered devices. The new Zarkon weapon would be catastrophic for the planet.
As the new weapon reeks havoc on Panlumin, Voltron and the Castle of Lions wormwhole to the planet; the distress call received only a few minutes earlier. Of course they could've left sooner if one of the Paladins focused for one damn second.
"Pidge, why don't you SHUT YOUR QUIZNAK and let me explain," says Lance as they safely arrive and are traveling in the wormhole.
"Maybe I would if you would be more responsible and not take five million years to get ready," Pidge shouts through her radio comm. Lance scoffs, highly offended.
"How am I supposed to know we'd get a call today?" The radio goes silent for a tic. The rest of the team respectively sighs, rolls their eyes, or shakes their head. Hunk, however, turns his comm off so he can burst out laughing without damaging his friends ego. Finally, Allura speaks.
"Lance... we get calls basically everyday. Are you not remembering things properly?" Pidge does not turn off her comm. She laughs to her hearts content. She laughs so much so that Hunk feels inclined to turn his side back on just to laugh at Lance: Lance, who is silently pouting.
"Enough guys, we're here," Hunk and Pidge stop as Shiro gives the plan. Now I could tell you about that plan, and I could tell you about the epic battle that takes place, but that isn't the interesting part of our fun little story. No no no. The real fun is when they lose. When the whole team is blasted by the sercret weapon into space in completely different directions. Without their lions. No one together. Castle of Lions on some planet. So, so much panic.
"GUYS?" Lance exclaims, his friends no where in sight, "GUYS!?" Where are they?
"I hear you Lance. Calm yourself," replies a voice on the other side of the radio, Keith, "Now tell me, where are you?" Lance frantically looks around. It takes him a second to realize he's not in space. He's just in a dark room. A cell. Where's blue?
"I'm in a jail. Oh Keith I don't know where I am I don't know where I am!" Lance chokes on a sob. Where am I? Next thing he know he's on the ground, sobbing, crying, yelling out: a complete mess.
"Hey, it's ok. You're ok. It's fine," Keith tries to comfort him the best he can, but at the same time Keith's panicking himself. Asking himself the same question. Where are my friends? Where am I?