Author's Note: Alright the main story for my Voltron verse may be over but I have been thinking about some fun stuff to do with Fem Keith, Kathy, and the paladins. There will also be dads of Marmora. So here we are… I own nothing.
Stained Red
Small Problems
Kolvian sighed in relief as he decoded the message they'd received not ten minutes ago. His sister was coming home, back to base with the information she'd collected from the outer rim of planets, still so unaware of the looming threat of the Empire. But his sister had come away with strategic information, good places to hide more bases, and a surprise. That made him frown slightly. He didn't like surprises. She would never betray the Blades he knew that, but surprises meant unknown variables, Slav would be better prepared to predict what was going on but the eccentric genius hadn't been back in contact with any blade in nearly a deca-pheob. But his sister would be landing soon, so he made his way to the hanger.
It took nearly ten doboshs for her ship to be sighted but she landed quickly and easily, as he would expect from his best pilot. Her ship was covered in red dust particles, she must have passed through a meteor belt to get back here. He stood straight hands behind his back as the doors to the ship opened and the dust cleared. He let himself smile behind his mask as he spotted his sister's face but his smile slipped into a disbelieving frown as she completely exited the ship completely. He stared dumbstruck. She wasn't wearing her normal armor, she was in a light floaty red dress, her hair still up in the regulation braid but it was her belly that drew his attention. It was swollen with child. His sister had come home heavily pregnant. She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.
"Greetings brother."
News of Miza's condition spread quickly throughout the base. Ulaz was the first to approach Kolvian regarding it though. The doctor was intelligent, smart enough not to make any snide comments about it at least. Instead he was factual, analytical.
"Your sister is pregnant. There's no getting around that, do we think she's having a halfling?" Kolvian nodded shortly. He knew for a fact that his sister was having a halfling, it was the main reason he'd confined her to quarters, halflings were rarely easy to carry or deliver, often resulting in the death of the mother. That more than anything was why Kolvian was allowing Ulaz to question him now, the doctor might be the only thing that could save his sister and her kit. Ulaz nodded.
"I'll need to see her if we're going to get her through this." Kolvian paused, he was protective of the last family he had left but Ulaz was right. He nodded and led the doctor to his sister's room. A brief examination left them with the conclusion that Miza was farther along than any of them had thought. The baby would be there in maybe a movement. They had almost no time to prepare, but Ulaz didn't seem too worried.
"Your sister is strong, stronger than most. She is exceedingly healthy, especially for carrying a halfling. In all honestly it's the kit I'm worried about." Kolvian frowned and spoke.
"Why?" He was always direct but worry for his family, which would soon be growing by a member if all went well had reduced him to single syllables. Ulaz sighed.
"To be honest, we know so little about the father's species. If the kit is like Regis, with few variations from Galra genes, save some minor outward differences then we won't have an issue. But if she takes more after her father we won't know much about her." Kolvian nodded and handed Ulaz a data pad.
"This is all the medical data that Miza collected on the father's planet. I was hoping to go through it later but you may need it more than I do for now." Ulaz nodded and took the data pad.
"Thank you leader, this will prove very helpful I have no doubt." Ulaz made to walk away but Kolvian caught him by the shoulder, having just registered what the doctor had said.
"She?" Ulaz smiled and nodded.
"Yes, your sister is having a girl." Kolvian smiled wide and let Ulaz go back to his work. A girl. Female Galra were rarer than they should be these days, most lived heavily protected in the empire, he and his sister had been raised in the blades. She had always been the fiercest of them, he hoped she always would be. He smiled to himself imagining what her child could do, the universe had better watch out.
Two nights later he was awoken by a sharp rap at his door, he was one of the few ranking officers who actually had a room to himself, the recruits and Blades slept in shifts in large communal areas. He leapt to his feet and crossed to his door in two quick strides. He opened it, Thace was standing there looking out of breath.
"The Kit." Was all he managed to get out before Kolvian was racing down the hall towards his sisters room. There were a few Blades standing outside the room, trying to see in. Kolvian pushed passed them and slammed the door behind him as he heard his sister hiss in pain and sob with joy as a sharp loud crying filled the room. Ulaz made quick work of cleaning the kit up and smiled handing the tiny girl to her mother. She was so small, a tuft of black head fur blending well with the purple of her ears, which were almost to large for her head. The purple didn't cover her though, instead there were splotches of purple, like splattered paint across the kits mostly pink skin. Her eyes blinked open and Kolvian smiled at the pure gold eyes that were nearly identical to her mothers. Miza smiled as tears spilled out of her eyes. Kolvan spoke, his voice rough.
"She needs a name." Miza nodded at her brother reaching out a hand to take his.
"Kathy, Kathy Kogane." Kolvian raised an eyebrow. Miza smiled brushing the black head fur gently with her fingers.
"Her father's world gives their people two names one for family, one for the individual. His family name was Kogane." Kolvian nodded solemnly. She didn't say another word, instead purring and focusing on feeding her hungry kit. Kolvian smiled. The blades had a new young member.