A/N: hey guys... I have a new story idea for the Voltron fandom in my head and I really need to get it out. so I decided to post it here and share it with you guys. updates won't go according to a certain schedule, because i'm just building the story and I'm not exactly sure where it should go yet. so be patient with me and i'm always open for any critism. hope you enjoy :D

Chapter 1

In retrospect, Lance should have noticed that something was wrong with the mission. It was too easy. And there were far too many gaps in the plan for a possible raid or trap from the Galra. But he let himself be distracted too quickly from the usual quarrels with Keith. And it wasn't like anyone was listening to him. As always.
He knew that as soon as he opened his mouth to correct something on the plan or to give an opinion at all, the others would immediately ignore him or not hear him at all. There would be sentences like: „Stop fooling around.", „save your breath" or his favourite (notice the sarcasm): „Let the people who know about it do it, Lance."

To get back on the mission (Lance's life in the castle is irrelevant here and he knows ignoring it doesn't make the whole thing any better), it should be a simple matter. A small planet with a seemingly inactive Galra outpost, perhaps with a handful of soldiers and guards. According to the information Pidge took from the last Galra ship, there should be a large terminal with old data about all Galra prisons of the last 3 Decaphoeb. The hope of the team was to find information about Pidge's family there. Allura explained the location of the base and divided them all into their teams.
Shiro and Hunk would with the black and yellow lion from provide distraction from the outside for the others. Lance, Keith and Pidge would infiltrate the base and look for the terminal. Lance and Keith would take care of all Galra who approached Pidge as soon as they reached their destination. So she could use her magic fingers undisturbed and pull the data onto her portable terminal. Not a bad plan in itself, but as Lance said, full of gaps.

However, the distraction and infiltration went without a hitch for the time being. Pidge had free access to the terminal and would sporadically check the base cameras for enemy movements. What she didn't notice (and neither did the Alteans in the Castle of Lions) was the little Galra Shuttle approaching the base and docking unnoticed in the hangar. Only when a whole troop of soldiers and guards entered the hangar did Pidge noticed something on her camera pictures.

„Oh damn it!" Was all you could hear of her voice over the helmet's comsystem.
„Pidge, watch your language!", immediately sounded the patented Space Dad voice from the black Paladin.
„Shiro, now really is not the time. I've got some bad news. Somehow a Shuttle made it to the base unnoticed!"
„What?! But it can't be. We didn't receive a message from the Castle System about incoming ships," the shocked voice of Coran sounded. „Maybe the system is not as error-free as expected after 10,000 Decaphoebs. I remember when…"
Before Coran could degenerate into one of his stories Shiro interrupted the Altean advisor.
„Pidge, what can you tell us about them?"
„For now it is only this one but that doesn't mean that others didn't sneak past any more. There are two generals and I estimate about three dozen soldiers and guards together. And wait a minute…„ You heard excited tapping of her fingers on her terminal, then suddenly she took a deep breath and shouted: „Damn, guys they have druids with them. I see two and they're right on their way to us!"

Lance knew there were gaps in the plan.