A/N: It's your girl back at it again with another story because life and so on such forth. This time I'm dipping my fingers into Voltron: Legendary Defender because I've noticed not a lot of…substantial stories on FF and that's agitating the living shit out of me haha. Do I know how this will play out? Not really. But Enjoy?
Those who read Blank Space, don't worry – I'm configuring that chapter slowly. Very slowly…
Disclaimer: I do not own Voltron: Legendary Defender or any other forms of it. I only own the thoughts in my head.
Prologue: Well what now?
Amara.
The name I've chosen is the name I've had in my previous life.
It means Grace or Bitter, but let's just go with the second one as I am anything but grace. This is my story and I hope you can figure out how on Earth I was reincarnated into a television series that isn't so much television as it is real. I sure as fuck can't.
By the way? I have the mouth of a sailor on a bad day. I'm a very angry woman you see. You'd be too if the last phrase you ever said before you died was "Me-hoy-min-hoy." Are you deadpanning yet? Because the most beautiful angel that dragged me away from the gates of heaven was as he read off my name and my last words to me.
I could see some people in the line I left stare in surprise and others in annoyance as the two of us walked away. This is what I get for being a sarcastic little grad student. I hope my friend appreciated my shit humor before I left.
I mean, who would have ever thought as I'm bleeding out I'd quote Doodlebob out of all the things.
I'm severely digressing. Now…where was I, oh yes. My death was complicated but pretty much I thought I was going to go to the pearly gates of Heaven like a good Christian child. Long story short, I didn't think reincarnation existed.
"Technically, you were supposed to go to Hell." The angel chimed, as he flipped through some keys and put one of them in a cloud. His commentary broke my daze as I stared incredulously at him.
"wait- what?!" I remember screaming as I was led away from the pearly gates and into a room. Who knew there were rooms in Heaven. Especially in clouds. Wow.
"Mmmh yes…" The male (I shall name him Julio since he looks like a Julio) flipped through some sheets on the clipboard before running the end of his pen on a few lines. "You cheated on many exams, defaced your high school principal's lawn gnome, dishonored your mother and father, defecated on a statue of the pope in your hometown-"
"I don't need to relive my shit, man." I never said I was a saint. "and… when have I ever dishonored my parents?! I gave them all that they wanted from me! Good grades, went to church, didn't get pregnant in my teens-" I was cut off again by Julio, who simply flipped another page and started speaking calmly.
"Under duress and Adderall you shouted at your mother that… and this is verbatim that she 'should have aborted you and used your fetus as a finger food sacrifice for Satan because at least he'd treat you better.' Then you proceeded to write the answers on your arm and took the physics exam."
" …ok, but I passed with flying colors." Alright, I was a shitty student. I can admit that.
"On a lie, madam. You lied." Julio emphasized, his knowing gaze squinting at me as I rolled my eyes.
"Details, man. " I waved it off nonchalantly as I looked around the room. "So wai…wait…am I actually going to be fed to Satan? Because I need to mentally prepare myself and get the ceremonial robes and…" He could see the color in my skin slowly fade from my face as I slowly started to realize the shit I was in. The jokes wouldn't come to me, not even the shitty ones. "God please don't …I'll do anything."
The angel rapped his pen against the clipboard he had before I flinched. Whoops. " Ah, I guess 'the use of god's name in vain', happened to be on that list too?"
His unamused expression answered it all. I frowned before crossing my arms against my chest. "Ok, I get it… really but why am I in this room then? You should just send me down there without remorse." Don't give me false hope, that's some shit I'm not going to be happy to deal with. There was silence between me and the other being in the room as I grumbled about how going to church was supposed to get rid of the shit fest my life was. It was then Julio cleared his throat to get my attention."We decided to give you another chance as you saved your friends from a certain death."
"Oh shit waddap." I spoke automatically before flinching under the scathing gaze of the angel. "I'm sorry. They didn't call me The Spammer TM for fun ok?" I ruffled my hair before kicking the floor. "so do I go back to my body and live under the Lord Jesus Christ and the Father?" I didn't mean to sound sarcastic. Or demeaning.
…
Ok, maybe just a tad.
The angel either didn't hear it or chose not to address it. Either way, I'm grateful because I'm certain I would've gotten a one-way ticket to the fiery pits of Tartarus. "No, madam. You are to aid in another way. The Almighty created many dimensions you see, and one in particular is going to have a different ending from the one you know."
"oh Deadass? What." I asked before clearing my throat," I-I mean, whatever do you mean?" The angel rose an eyebrow before flipping a few pages on the clipboard. How many pages did he have on that clipboard? I didn't acquire that many notes on myself, right? " Have you heard of… I believe it's called… Voltron?"
"I mean which one there's Defenders of the Universe, and then there's like two other remakes and then there's-" I counted off my fingers before the angel placed a finger on top of my mouth, effectively silencing me. Not even figuratively.
I could hear the sharp zip! as my mouth sealed shut.
"Legendary…Defender." He continued and I felt my heart stop- again. If you didn't know the first time was when I died. I wanted to open my mouth to express the current emotions that were running through my body but unfortunately I was silenced…by this angel. Damn you Julio.
"….!" I waved my hands sporadically and hopped up and down with vigor as the male watched. He blinked and snapped his fingers and I could feel the tape that was on my mouth disappear and I could speak once more.
But I didn't. Only strangled gasps and garbled left me before I managed to explain my feelings with one word.
"FUCK." I immediately shoved my fist into my mouth to keep anything else from leaving me as the being's eyes widened and he blinked owlishly. "Pardon?" The angel narrowed his eyes with something akin to menace but I (rightfully) ignored it. I released my teeth from my fist and pressed the fist into my mouth as I watched the creature. "Please tell me you're joking, right?"
"…I don't joke…?" He answered, his expression shifting to disdain as he continued to watch me. " Honestly, I don't have time for this we need to prepare you so you can get in there before he manages to ruin a universe." The male walked over to the table in the room and placed the clipboard down. He turned over to look at me and I watched him before he scathingly sighed. "Must I explain everything to you? Come sit here."
I grimaced and walked over, "You didn't mention it, how was I supposed to know you wanted me to sit down like damn son I'm not a psychic I can't magically know things in an instant I'm not Go-"
"Madam." He warned as I sat down in the chair immediately. "Sorry…old habits die hard." I responded and there was a mute pause between the two of us as his facial expression became blank. I was looking anywhere but his face and he knew it because of how shifty I got suddenly in my seat. He looked like a statue and I worry I broke him.
One must be friends with me for about a few months before handling the shitload of crappy jokes. He just met me.
"…" His eyes moved once to the clipboard then back to me and I could see him rein in any anger he was going to portray. "Excuse me." He finally spoke and walked out of the room, leaving me alone. I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I let out a sigh.
"Jeez, he should learn how to take jokes. Isn't Heaven supposed to happy peppy joy?" I grumbled while my eyes landed on the clipboard. Before I knew it myself my fingers grabbed it and I flipped through the pages. "Wow, they even have how many times I've had an emergency bowel movement." My eyes scanned it a few seconds later before I heard the doorknob jiggle. I threw the clipboard on the table and shoved my hands in my thighs as Julio came back.
He glanced at the clipboard and my sudden stiff form before walking over. "I take it you enjoyed reading about yourself, Madam?"
"Ah…." I squeezed my hands with my thighs. "I suppose so." Fuck yeah I did. "Now…where were we…" He reopened the page he was at and then turned to look at me. "hands out, Madam."
"But it has my thigh sweat on it now and –"
"Now. Madam." He spoke the words through his teeth and I immediately brought my hands out. "Good." He placed something in them and I brought my hands closer to me to inspect the object. "What's this?" I stared at the smooth object before Julio sighed. He's been doing that a lot.
"Try to imagine it as something. A disk." I watched him for a few seconds before looking back at the object. After a few seconds the smooth object shifted into a disk for like a millisecond and then back to its smooth form.
The angel grabbed it out of my hands and within seconds the smooth object shifted into the disk that he ordered me to make not too long ago. "Now, let's say you want it as a staff." Immediately the object shifted into a staff and I 'ooh'ed.
"This is not a magic show, Madam."
I knew that.
Well, now I knew that.
"Can you make that thing hover?" The angel stared at me before back at the object and I watched the staff shift into a disk once more, but more 2D than 3D. It hovered over the male's hand and I clapped. "How does he do it, no one knows. Julio the Magnificent is a wonder."
"…" His scathing stare stopped me from clapping and I pressed my lips shut. "Thankfully this is made to your signature, so you do not have to worry about any potential enemies using it against you."
"Even Haggar?" I supplied as the angel handed the smooth object back in my hand. "Because that demon woman would abuse the living daylights out of this." He shook his head, "even unfortunate creatures like Haggar cannot abuse this. Only you can."
"So I can abuse this?"
"Why are you like this." He immediately responded and I bit the inside of my cheek to not burst in laughter. It reminded me of a time where my friends used to say the same thing. Usually right after 'DIE PLS?' Well. Lucky them, I did what they told me to do!
"Because, God has made me in this image. Who am I to refuse the nature of my being?" I mocked and Julio deadpanned.
"You are right…" He agreed and I grinned. "But wait. What if I lose this?" He rolled his eyes and then picked up the pen he left on the table. "Hold out your hand." I held out my left hand and he rose an eyebrow. "Are you sure you want to give me that hand?" I immediately pulled it away, "It's because it's not your dominant hand."
"Well…if I'm using this thing in my dominant hand…" I moved the smooth object around in my right hand before holding my left hand out once more. He held the pen over my open palm as I realized a terrible mistake.
I didn't know what he was going to do with that pen.
"Uhm, excuse me Julio – " My voice cut off as a shocked yell left me and I immediately withdrew my now bleeding hand to my chest. "Julio por que. NON ME GUSTA." He seemed indifferent as he placed the bloody pen back on the table. "Give me your hand again, Madam I'm not done."
"I think the fuck you are. You stabbed my hand. With a pen. Am I in Durarara?" I brought my hand closer when the male took a step towards me. My eyes involuntarily watered as the stinging sensation went through my fingers. "Julio you are so mean – "
"My name is not Julio first off and secondly you must let me finish or your soul will continue to seep out from that hole and you will cease to exist." He held his hand out and I watched it like it was the plague before I kept it against my chest. "You think I'm afraid of not existing? Fuck you thought. I'm not letting you stab me again. Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me."
I could see he was getting agitated but I'm not letting him touch my hand again. Not even as my focus started to blur. Nah. "I promise you no other harm will come to that hand. As if I could do such a thing to you." He uttered and my eyes hardened. "On what grounds do you promise?"
"On God. Are you happy?" He spoke, his eyes never leaving the wound in my hand. "Now if you could just let me finish what I started…" He took the opportunity of my hand slowly moving away from my chest to grab ahold of my wrist and pull it towards him.
He 'tsk'ed and grumbled under his breath as I watched him warily. After a few seconds, he returned my hand and the pain was gone. I stared at it blearily and moved it around. "It's not stabbed anymore."
"Not unless you're not careful in the new world." He spoke and I narrowed my eyes. "Just tell me what I have to do so I don't have to be here any longer…last thing I need is you stabbing me in the eye and saying it's for my own good."
My name was not booboo the fool.
"Patience yields focus, Madam."
"Don't you quote Takashi Shirogane to me!" I cut him off and for a moment I regret it as the angel glared. There was another mute pause between us just before he continued, "A stray from Hell has escaped with a few colleagues and is wreaking havoc in that particular dimension. They're shifting time and events and if successful, that world will cease to exist."
I rose an eyebrow before scoffing, "Alright who had the balls to do such a thing?"
"…" The angel pressed his lips to a thin line. "Who, man? Hitler? Stalin? Ronald Stump?"
"Cain."
"…" I could feel the skepticism in my face fall. Who? A biblical figure? What? "That's all I can really tell you. Just make sure to fix everything so it goes as planned and take him down." He looked exhausted as he finished, before clapping his hands together.
"But listen…" I started and he rose an eyebrow, allowing me to continue. "How am I to do this alone?" He didn't expect me to necessarily just face off a biblical figure and win, right?
"You have the Paladins. Use your resources, Madam." He gathered the stuff from the table and held it to him as he snapped his fingers. The room shifted and I soon found myself hovering with him over a weirdly shaped planet.
"Thankfully you have a few weeks before the Paladins arrive to this area to start their journey. Please use this time wisely and devise not only a plan…but an explanation of why you're laundering around the castle."
"Excuse me-!?" I yelled, hopping off the chair, which surprisingly disappeared when I did so. "Why dropping the ball all of sudden and with no crutches?! I'm a 23-year-old global health graduate student! Not some fighter for worlds or some shit. Plus, I'm a human. I can't do these things and I'll die again- you're literally putting me in death's path what kind of graceful, merciful God does that type of shit – "
"Goodbye, Madam. Best of luck." The angel cut me off, his eyes hardening as a dry smile appeared on his face. "Remember that the Almighty does things for a reason." He waved a hand and I felt myself falling.
Hoh no.
No no no.
No!
A cry of terror escaped me as the distance between me and Julio increased exponentially.
"Also, who said you were human once more, Amara?" He called before his body disappeared like the chair. Like I fucking heard that though.
Jackass.
I'm going to die.
Again.
I could see the ground slowly start to show up and I knew in that moment I was going to become pancake and strawberry syrup. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck oh my fuck- my screams went up an octave when I broke through the atmosphere and started speeding down to the ground.
"Julio you pendejo, I swear to God I hope you catch your fucking wing in a door!" I cried out, before through my tears (yes, I was crying quite loudly with the fact that I was going to die again) I saw the smooth object falling with me.
A disk! A Hovering disk! Shift! Change! For Christ's sake do something!
I reached out for it, and my fingers touched the surface before it shifted and went down faster towards the ground.
"Are you bloody kidding me?!" I screeched, before I smacked into something soft. I groaned into the object and rolled to my back. After making sure I wasn't dead I could feel my body shake. My eyes watered again and I started sobbing loudly. This time out of joy.
I didn't die, and it was all thanks to a large floating pillow that object manifested into. "Fu-huh-huh-cuk…." I blubbered as the pillow and I floated down to our destination. The Altean Castle in Arus.