This is my first fanfiction Voltron fanfiction hope you enjoy

Disclaimer I don't own anything related to Voltron

Pidge turned on his mini projector as he adjusted the note cards in his hands before clearing his throat. "Ahem, good afternoon, ladies-"

"And gentlemen," Hunk quickly cut him off as he came up to stand next to the small cadet. He was unfazed by his nervously blurt and continued his speech.

"First off, I'd like to thank this board...for taking the time to hear our proposal," Pidge did his best to smile and keep composed as his partner was slightly shaking nervously.

"Yes, we truly thank you for taking the time out of your busy days to hear from us," Hunk smiled nervously.

"Hunk you do realize that I'm the only one here right," Lance interrupted as he rolled his eyes. He had propped up his elbow on one of the boxes as they were in the trailer of the cargo ship. Lance had agreed to watch them practice for their presentation they were going to be having later that day to the board at the Garrison and he could already tell it wasn't shaping up well.

"Yes, well it helps me visualize and prepare. Just like how you use that weird mask thing to keep your face baby butt smooth every morning," Hunk remarked causing Pidge to snicker.

"Hehe, wait he does what," Pidge chuckled as he held his stomach.

"I told you that's an exfoliating cream," He blurted out angrily as he glared at his large friend. "Ugh fine, I'm out you guys can practice on your own," Lance said as he went to get up to head to the cockpit when Hunk started to panic.

"No, wait I'm just joking around please stay... please," Hunk pleaded with his puppy dog eyes which ease made Lance groan unable to say no to the big lug.

"Fine whatever, let's get this over with, but any more shots at me I'm out," he says before taking his seat legs crossed as he settles in for the presentation.

"Fine, fine, baby face hehe," Pidge said under his breath letting out another chuckle.

Lance narrowed his eyes hearing him mumbling "what was that?"

"Nothing," He quickly answered as he got back in position.

"Now, we've all heard of the Altean legend of Oriande... a world somewhere in the darkest reaches of space," Hunk began waving his hand trying his best to be dramatic, selling his performance.

"That was home to an advanced civilization of Alteans... possessing technology far beyond our own and mystical alchemy that defies our understanding," Pidge followed along with Hunk being as dramatic as he can, before gesturing to the screen as the projector flashed. Now a picture of an older man appeared with pointed ears and a monocle over his eye.

"That, according to our friend Doctor Trayling here... the world was suddenly struck by some cataclysmic event... and was lost to the stars. Hunk stated as the next slide appeared with the word Oriande appeared in bold.

"Now, some of you may ask, why Oriande? It's just a myth, isn't it?

Pure fantasy," Pidge said as he was about to switch to the next slide when Lance interrupted.

"That's what I've been saying, maybe if you are gonna quote me to the board you should remember to drop my name," he says loudly smirking smugly as Pidge's eyebrow twitches in annoyance.

"Ugh Well, that is where you'd be wrong," Pidge groaned as the next slide came up showing several pictures of ancient alien glyphs and murals. "Before the Egyptians built the pyramids. Ancient Atleans had explored the universe, created advanced sciences, even the power to travel through realities."

"Impossible, you say?" Hunk asked rhetorically in a booming voice.

"Yes I do," Lance answered anyways interrupting Hunk again.

Hunk wasn't fazed as he started to become excited and continued. "Well, no. No, not for them. Numerous ancient civilizations all throughout the known universe have had stories and legends citing these ancient beings..." Hunk said as he flicked through more slides showing similar drawing and glyphs in dig sites and temples on different worlds which actually started to get Lance more curious as Hunk spoke. "And they all agree on one thing."

"That Oriande possessed a power source of some kind..." Pidge said loudly as he even he was getting pumped. The screen flashed with an image of an ancient mural where it appears the ancient being were worshipping some star-like or crystal like object. "More powerful than a fusion reactor, than... than the sun. More powerful than our battleship class... Balmeran crystals," he emphasized as more pictures flashed through the screen.

Pidge sighed and took a breath to calm himself "Gentlemen-"

"And ladies," Hunk blurted out again.

"I propose that we find Oriande... find that power source... and bring it back here," Pidge said as he flicked to the next slide with numbers and graphs. "Now, this is a readout sample of a trace element found on this ancient relic... found at one of the dig sites on the planet Altea," He stated as the next photo appeared showing a strange blue artifact. When Lance eyed the ancient device he thought it resembled the hilt of a cutlass one of those pirate swords from the movies.

"Yes, this element is unlike anything on record nothing matches anything in the Galra empire databases or the Olkarion Coalition archives," Hunk stated cheerily with a wide grin.

"Huh, that is interesting," Lance had to admit as he held his chin as he gazed at the screen.

"Yes, it is quite fascinating," Hunk agreed. "This device which is believed to be some kind of weapon of some sort, but it is still unclear how it is used. But besides that, if we were able to get the full emission spectrum of the element and what it is made out of..." Hunk flicked the next slide as he continued to explain "We may be able to create a powerful enough scanner that can locate its source and its exact whereabouts."

"Hunk you big gassy genius," Lance said praisingly.

"Thank you,"

"Ahem," Pidge cleared his his his throat to get everyone's attention back on the presentation. "Now, based on some of the notes and journals of the former lead Garrison scientist Samuel Holt. Who also was investigating Oriande. Believed to have located this world somewhere in this star system far past the borders of explored space known as the Patrulian System," he stated as the slide popped up showing the unexplored star system.

"Him and his team sadly disappeared a few years ago but not without leaving a beacon to mark there last known location," Hunk quickly mentioned which caused Pidge to twitch and lose a bit of his composure.

"Yes, exactly..." Pidge took a long deep breath and let out a sigh. "Now if we used the scanner to locate the element combined with Samuel Holt research notes. We could continue where him and his team left off and find Oriande."

"Now pause for effect," Hunk whispered.

"Gentlemen, uh, and ladies I'll take your questions now," Pidge said glad Hunk didn't budge in again as he talked.

"Yes I have a question," Lance said raising his hand like he was in class.

"Yes young gentleman what is your question?" Hunk asked pointing to him.

"Why would the Garrison approve of this mission? Which mind you will be led by two cadets, if their top scientist disappeared looking for the same thing?" Lance asked skeptically.

When Hunk heard the question he was actually stumped and felt a nervous shiver run up his spine "That is... that is a good question. Ummm pidge?"

Even pidge wasn't expecting that question as he started to stammer to answer. "Ummm well... I... well of course they would... ummm."

"Sorry to burst your bubbles but let's be realistic. They probably would never consider the idea," Lance said as he started to rise from the spot he was sitting in.

"Then why would they agree to meet with us if they weren't interested," Pidge argued crossing his arms trying to show confidence in his reply.

Lance sighed and answered honestly "To humour you since you bug them almost every day... good presentation though."

"Thank you, but why do you say they will definitely say no," Hunk asked as he scratched his head.

"Because you mentioned that scientist disappearing. As soon as they are reminded of that they will scrap the meeting, and that scientist is half of your evidence to go," Lance theorized as he re-entered the cockpit of the cargo ship Pidge and Hunk following behind him.

"Pidge I think he has a point," Hunk admitted glumly.

"Well I don't care I'll make them believe and we are going on this expedition no matter what," Pidge said proudly with even more confidence that he could do anything.

"Well I do admire your confidence, well what the hell count me in," Lance smiled with a thumbs up.

"Yay!" Both Hunk and Pidge cheered but then Lance continued to speak.

"Now you just have to convince the board who actually has funds and say whether or not we can go," he says and immediately their cheering died down.

"Ooooooohhhhhh," Pidge and hunk sighed as they went to go take their seat buckling in.

Once they started getting buckled in the ship intercom began to static and a voice emitted through the ship "Cargo ship BL-35 come in pilot... pilot respond this is Garrison tower," the robotic voice called out.

When Lance heard the voice he sighed and reached over and switched off the autopilot and grabbed hold of the controls "Uh, yes this is Pilot BL-35 coming in for a landing at Garrison requesting landing zone."

After a few seconds, the Garrison tower responded: "Acknowledged, come in for landing at docking bay 4 sending coordinates."

"Roger," Lance let out a heavy sigh as he pulled the ship in for a landing. He really hated this job flying in cargo he was just a glorified truck driver. As he flew towards the Garrison he glanced out the window watching fighters practicing drills in the distance. He wished and dreamed that could be him someday. Deep down he knew they would never give him a shot.

Once they pulled into the cargo bay the trailer opened up as dock workers began unloading the supplies. "Ah, showtime," Hunk said as he got out of the cockpit as Lance and Pidge followed along.

"Well, this is it," Pidge said excitedly with a wary smile. "I am finally gonna find you Dad... Matt," he whispered under his breath not letting the others hear him.

"Still saying you two shouldn't get your hopes up," Lance said as he pulled off his helmet, but suddenly his eyes went wide and he stopped in his tracks. "Uh, Admiral Sanda," he said and all three of them stopped and saluted the Admiral as she approached them.

"At ease," Admiral Sanda said with an authority that was only matched by her rank. Even as she told them at ease they couldn't help but still tense in her presence.

"Will we be seeing you at the meeting today?" Pidge asked nervously as he kinda hoped she wouldn't.

"There will be no meeting, it has been cancelled as soon as it was brought to my attention," she stated matter of factly which through the cadets off guard.

"What?!" the three friends said in unison both confused and dumbfounded.

"You can't do that!" Pidge said trying his best to keep his anger in check.

"Yes I can, as soon as I learned this meeting was about fairy tales, I decided I wouldn't waste the boards valuable time. Just be glad I decided to deliver this news personally," She said almost expecting gratitude in her smug tone.

"I spent months, years doing this research! I know we can find Oriande!" Pidge said enraged as it was getting harder and harder not to speak out.

"Sounds like you just wasted your own valuable time, and I won't let you waste any more of mine good day cadets," the Admiral said as she went to leave turning on her heel.

Lance saw the distraught on his friends faces and couldn't stop himself anymore from saying something. "You need to take them seriously... they have done the work, the painstaking and mind-numbing work to get this far. And you shouldn't turn them down outright, without listening to what they have to say... please just listen," He pleaded but she merely scoffed at him.

"Ha, I'm done with this. You cadets have work to do I think you should get back to it," she said walking away leaving Lance standing there defeated.

"You leave now you old crone and you'll regret it!" Pidge yelled out in pure anger leaving everyone stunned at the outburst.

"What did you just call me?" the Admiral asked as she turned to the small cadet fire in her eyes.

"Nothing, he said nothing," Hunk tried his best to shield Pidge from the Admiral's gaze hoping she miss heard.

"Did I fucking stutter crone!?" Pidge yelled climbing up on Hunks back as once he got in front of her.

"I'll have you thrown out of here for this insubordination," the Admiral roared in outrage matching Pidge's anger at the statement.

"If you kick him out then you'll have to do the same to me too. If you won't listen then I don't want to be on this base anymore," Lance yelled in defence of his friend.

"Yeah... yeah I'm with them if you kick them out I go too," Hunk said with a little less confidence then the others but his heart was with them 100%.

"Fine throw your futures away," she said not really caring as she turned away waving her hand. "Escort them off the property this instance!" she ordered.

"Wait, what?" both Hunk and Lance questioned, but before they knew it all three of them were in the back of a cab with all their stuff in the laps leaving the Garrison.

"In the movies that threat works out a lot better for the heroes," Lance let out a long and heavy sigh as he glanced out the window of the cab. He watched the sky go dark and rain droplets pelt the glass.

"What is my mom gonna think... I'm a dropout," Hunk cried tears and snot dripping down his face making him sniffle into his sleeve.

"It's okay buddy, we will think of something," Lance said putting a consoling arm around his large friend.

Pidge had remained silent for most of what occurred. His heart had shattered losing all hope of finding his family and for ruining his friends live. "Im sorry guys, you both shouldn't have to pay for what I did," He said a few stray tears sliding down his cheek.

"No we are a team... teams stick together through thick and thin besides we did kinda ask for it," Lance sighed as he leaned back in his seat.

"Not me, it was peer pressure I didn't wanna be kicked out especially not on pizza night," Hunk bellowed, but in truth, if he had to do it all over again he would have joined his friends every time.

"It's okay buddy, how about I order us a pizza would that help," he asked hoping to cheer up his friend.

"Maybe a little," Hunk admitted which let a soft smile cross Lance's lips.

"Okay, let's order pizza. Ummm where are we going anyway?" Lance asked now realizing that he didn't recognize where the cab was taking them.

"My house... my family is... away they won't be back in a long time... we can crash there till we figure out how to go to Oriande," Pidge said needing to keep the smallest hope alive as he stuttered his words.

"You still on that? We were just kicked out!" Lance said stunned that this lost world was all that was on Pidge's mind.

"So, I'm not stopping my search because of something like that," Pidge said a little offended at Lance's insinuation like he didn't care.

"Can we talk about this after we eat... please I don't do stress well when I'm hungry," Hunk complained as he didn't want them to start fighting.

"Sure buddy, we will eat first," Lance said as he and Pidge went silent the rest of the ride to Pidge's home. Once they arrived at the very ordinary looking suburban house Pidge paid off the taxi driver as they took out their stuff and headed inside.

"Make yourselves at home," Pidge said opening the front door as he just dropped his stuff as soon as he entered the dark house. The others did they same none of them in any mood to unpack properly.

"Good now let's order that pizza," Hunk pleaded as he turned to Lance as the Cuban boy nodded heading to the phone. Once he picked it up he heard no dial tone no sound at all and it made him raise his brow confused. He then went to turn on the lights to see if the cord was disconnected, but the light switch too didn't work.

"Hey Pidge did your parents forget to pay the phone bill or the electric bill?" he asked a bit annoyed.

"Of course they don't I make sure of that myself," he said his temper rising.

"Then maybe you should tell that to your phone and the light switch because I don't think they like me," Lance said handing the phone over to Pidge who looked like he didn't believe him.

"Huh that's weird," he said confused as he tested the switch and the phone and indeed both didn't work.

"Ah guys, has that window always been broken?" Hunk said pointing to the open window and the broken glass that littered the floor.

"I don't like this," Lance said nervously as all three of them huddled together. He had watched enough horror movies and this situation was giving him too many unease flashbacks. All three of them were on edge and then suddenly they heard a high pitched spritz noise causing all them to scream turning around facing the kitchen. As they turned around Hunk and Lance almost using Pidge like a human shield. They spotted a purple-skinned woman with short black hair and a slender frame holding up an open beer can bubbles still fizzing from the opening.

"Who...who are you ... what are you doing in my house ... how did you get in?" Pidge questioned raising up the phone in his hand like it was a weapon pointing it at the intruder.

"I came in through the front door," the purple-skinned woman replied sarcastically as she took a sip from her open beer.

"Oh, right window," Pidge sighed feeling like he 's lost a few IQ points with his his his question.

"My name is Acxa I'm here acting on behalf of my employer," Acxa said as she walked towards them.

"Names Lance, it's a pleasure to meet you Acxa... my that is such a lovely name," he said with a sly wink as all his fears melted away as he gazed at the beautiful alien woman as he raised up his hand to take hers.

Pidge groaned in annoyance and shoved Lance out of the way "Lance this is no time to flirt with the burglar," he said through gritted teeth.

"You are a burglar, right? Not a killer come to kill us right?" Hunk asked still backed away as he shivered in fear.

Acxa groaned rolling her eyes at the three children as he rub the bridge of her nose. "First you are not my type, second no I'm not a burglar, or a killer I'm here on behalf of my employer who would like to go over an interesting business proposition with you," she said gesturing to each of them. Lance pouted but the others sighed in relief.

"If that's true then why did you break in instead of waiting outside like a normal person," Pidge asked still skeptical.

"It's raining and I didn't know when you'd arrived after you were kicked out of the Garrison," she admitted downing the last of her beer.

"How did you know we were kicked out that just happened?" Hunk asked still not trusting her.

"My employer makes it his business to always be informed."

Pidge raised her brow questioningly "Who's your employer?"

"You'll find that out shortly," she said gesturing outside as just on time a black limo pulled up in front of the house. All three friends exiting the house to look at the vehicle.

"A limo and a pretty lady this day is getting better and better," Lance cheered as he jogged over to the car.

"Haven't your parents ever told you not to get in a strangers vehicle?" Hunk called out but nervously followed along as they all got in the limo before it drove off.