Author's Notes: This fanfic was written for the Voltron Fandom's Secret Santa Gift Exchange 2016, created and hosted by Mylari. A huge thanks to Mylari for all her hard work to make this happen, and for her dedication and multitude of contributions to the fandom! The title, as well as the chapter titles, of this fanfic are all episode titles from the 1984 Voltron: Defender of the Universe.
Prompt: a story where the Space Explorers have to come back to Earth permanently, after the end of DotU original series. The night before their leaving, Keith and Allura find a way to finally express their feeling for each other, knowing they will have to part the next day. Citrus level to be determined by the writer.
Warnings: Adult language. Adult situations. Sexual situations.
Disclaimers: Voltron and all associated characters are owned and copyrighted by WEP. This story is for entertainment only, no money is being made. Original characters have been created and are owned by the author.
Final Victory
By KittyShan (aka LancesKitten; aka Shannon)
"If you live long enough, you'll see that every victory turns into a defeat." ~ Simone de Beauvoir
Part I - War and Peace...And Doom!
The Princess of Arus watched as the transport ship became little more than a speck in the sky. She was nominally aware of the wind rushing in through the docking bay's open door, its icy fingers stirring her skirt and whipping her hair around her face. Time seemed to stand still and rush by, all at once.
Somewhere in the distance she heard a voice calling for her, but she couldn't seem to return to the here and now. Perhaps she didn't want to. So she remained true in her silent, stoic vigil, watching those she held dearest in her heart disappear from her life forever.
"Your Highness," Coran tried again. "They're gone. Please. Come inside and-"
"Leave me."
Coran and Nanny exchanged an anxious glance before moving nearer the young monarch who had become their foster daughter.
"Allura," Nanny plead, "you must come out of the cold-"
"I said, leave me," her words were harsh, even to her own ears, filled with a fury not meant for those to whom she spoke. It wasn't their fault, they were only trying to help, she knew. It took tremendous effort, but she managed to adopt a gentler tone for their benefit.
"I promise I'll come in soon. I just need- I need some time to myself." Although she kept her back to them, she turned her head in their direction. When she spoke, it was without meeting their eyes.
Nanny opened her mouth to argue, but Coran quickly placed a restraining hand on her arm.
"She needs to mourn," his voice was no more than a whisper.
With a heavy sigh, the governess and advisor stepped back into the castle, leaving the Princess to her thoughts.
Alone again, Allura returned her focus to the sky, only to find the dot had now disappeared completely. There was a tightness around her heart, and for a moment she thought it might stop completely. She felt lost, empty...lonely.
No, it was worse than feeling lonely, she realized, she felt alone- something she hadn't felt since the day the space explorers had arrived so many years before.
Still confused, she went over the events of the past week once more. Things had been looking up, they'd received credible intel that brought about the downfall of the Galra Empire. They had captured Zarkon and Lotor, and without a leader, the Forces of Doom had quickly beat a hasty retreat. Finally, after all their hardships, and all their sacrifices, it seemed they would have their happy endings.
Unfortunately, it had only taken the Galaxy Alliance a few days before they'd ordered the Voltron Force back to Earth. The team had argued with their superior officers; Allura had argued with them, too. Even Coran had made a Herculean effort to convince the powers that be, disbanding the Voltron Force would be a mistake, it was much smarter to allow them at least a few months to round up the last few Galra Officers to ensure there would be no attempt to rebuild their armies.
But, their pleas had made no difference; it was made clear there was no choice in the matter. Those space explorers would be returning to Earth, and they would be leaving immediately. The only choice they were given was whether it would be of their own accord, or under arrest by the Galaxy Alliance.
Allura searched the sky once more, hoping for one last glimpse of the transport ship, but it was too late. They really were gone. Hunk, Pidge, Lance...Keith.
He was really gone.
One delicate hand reached up, bringing her fingers to rest against her lips, still swollen from his kisses. She began to tremble, as her nightmare became reality. It felt as if someone had punched her right in the gut and an anguished sob escaped her throat. She began to cry in earnest, crumpling to the ground as memories flooded her heart and mind.
