Another Time
(working title)
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Setting: Takes place in Lion Voltron DoTU universe, shortly after the last episode of the 2nd season.
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Chapter 2: What Does Tomorrow Bring?
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Balthos pounded his fist against the wooden table before him as he quickly stood.
"Damn that girl," he seethed. "Just like her brother."
"What do you want us to do, your highness?"
Balthos stared at the two soldiers beside him. "Go back, bring back my contingency. We will have to go forward with our plan, before she changes everything."
He then turned to the cowering old man and woman tied up in the corner of the room they were in. He took the two long strides over to them, picking up the older man and lifting him off the ground.
"There's an old fort that was near here, what is the name of it?"
"I…I don't know what you are talking about, there's no fort here," he stammered. "It's all just farm land, for the past thousand years."
Balthos stared at him. "Yes of course, it wouldn't be built for another five years," he muttered. "These coordinates, in what direction are they?"
Balthos then released him as he fell to the ground. He then pressed a button on the arm band he wore and projected a map against the blank wall before them. The older man hesitantly looked at the wall. "That…that's Mount Verona," he said. "It's ten kilometers north of here. You'll know it because of the strange formation of rock in the area."
"Mount Verona, is it?" Balthos asked. He shoved the old man aside, turning to his two soldiers. "Mondo, you head back, bring my forces and bring along…my asset," he instructed. "Taryn, you will come with me."
"Understood, your highness," Mondo stated. "What of these two?"
Balthos looked at the older couple then smiled. "We don't want them getting loose and notifying the Voltron Force of our location, now would we?"
"Yes, your highness."
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"Dad?"
The word echoed in Keith's mind as they all rode back in Green Lion, to return to the Castle, with an additional passenger. Hunk had remained back at Eros to handle the aftermath of the attack that afternoon.
He stared across the small compartment as the sleeping girl, wondering what the hell was going on. Who was this girl, and of all things, why would she call him, Dad? He wasn't sure if Lance or the others heard her say it, but hoped that right now, no one did.
"Five minutes out," Pidge called over his shoulder. "Dr. Gorma will be waiting in Docking Bay 25 with his crew."
"Have you heard back from Hunk," Allura asked as she held onto a small handle above her, as she stood just behind the young pilot's chair.
"Eros is fine, no other incidences after those two soldiers appeared," Pidge stated. "Everyone is a little fearful, but he is reassuring them this maybe a one time incident."
Pidge then turned to Allura and Lance. "I've never seen Drule Soldiers like that," he said. "Their armor was different; they were even larger than most Drules we've seen."
"We'll figure this all out once we get our visitor patched up," Lance said. He then turned around to look into the small compartment as Keith held vigil over the young girl. He repositioned himself so that he was standing in the small doorway.
"She say anything?" he asked.
Keith looked up to him and slowly shook her head. "She's been out since we brought her aboard."
Lance looked over her shoulder, but saw that Allura was busy with Pidge.
"So, you figure out what that was all about?" he asked. "She called you, Dad."
Keith looked at him. "You heard?"
Lance nodded. "Just before that, she called me Uncle," Lance stated then looked back. "I have no freaking idea who she is, and I know my sister didn't have any children…yet. She's as old as this girl! And I would have cut your head off if you did anything with her!"
Keith shook his head. "She must have been delusional," Keith stated. "Thinking we were people she knew."
"She called Hunk, Hunk," he said. "How did she know that?"
Keith shrugged and turned back to the girl. "Don't know, but first thing we have to do is get her stabilized and patched up."
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Thalaissa ran through the darkness before her. Her little legs carrying her as fast and far as she could, having no idea where she was going. Tears streamed from her eyes as she cried out for mom and dad. They were nowhere to be found.
Then appearing slowly before her, she recognized the form of her older brother, Aeryn. She called out to him, and ran faster. He didn't turn to her, and the more she called out to him, the farther he seemed to be.
"Aeryn!" she yelled, as she ran toward him. One misstep and she tripped over the pajamas she wore, sprawling over the smooth floor before her. She let out a yelp as she slowly sat up, kneeling as her brother slowly faded from her view.
"Aeryn!" she reached out toward his fading image.
"Lace."
She gasped as she slowly got to her feet, startled by the voice and use of her nickname.
"Who's there?" she called out.
Another form materialized before her, that of a young Drule. He slowly approached her.
"You do not have to fear me."
"Who are you?" she asked. "Where's my mother and father?"
He smiled, but there was nothing in that smile that Thalaissa liked. She stepped away when he reached out for her.
"Where's Aeryn?" she asked.
"Your brother?" he asked. "He's right over there."
Thalaissa turned around seeing her brother standing next to her. She launched herself toward him, wrapping her small arms around his waist, crying at finally seeing him.
"Aeryn, where have you been?"
The young man before her did not respond, which caused her to look at him. "Aeryn?"
She felt his hands wrap around her small wrists as they pulled her arms apart, and he knelt down before her. His head was bowed to her, so she couldn't face him.
"Aeryn is no more, Lace," he muttered. "You have to accept that."
"Aeryn? What are you saying? Where's mom and dad?"
Thalaissa then screamed as her brother looked up at her. "They're dead, Lace, and it's all of your fault!"
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"AERYN!"
Thalaissa screamed her brother's name as she quickly sat up in the bed she was in. She breathed in heavily, looking down at her hands. She then looked up, scanning the strange room she was in, and saw that she was covered in wires and pads, that lead to a strange machine that beeped in time with her heart beats.
She started pulling at the pads, and wires, disconnecting her from the strange machine as she looked around the room. It was all familiar, but different at the same time. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and slowly lowered herself to the floor. Once she had her footing, she grabbed the robe that was hanging on the door, and then slowly opened it. There was no one in the room next door. She then looked around, seeing if she could make a makeshift weapon of some sort, and the closest thing she found was the rod that held IV bags. She quickly dismantled it, taking the base and rod with her. She then made her way out of the room she was in, into the next one.
There she could see that it was a lobby to some sort of medical ward. A small desk resided in this room, and from the clock that sat on it, she saw that it was 2 am in the morning.
"Reduced staff," she commented to herself. She opened one of the desk drawers to see if there was any type of tool she could use, but only found a slew of small office supplies. She grabbed a handful of paper clips and rubber bands and placed them into her robe's pocket as she made her way to the next set of doors.
She quietly opened the door and peered into the dark hallway. She slowly made her way, hugging the wall closest to her. She looked down both directions, and as she tried to remember which direction she needed to go, she tightened the robe around her and made her way down the hallway.
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Lance threw the baseball he held in his hand up in the air before him, catching it over and over again, as he sat watching the monitors in Control center. He grabbed the apple sitting nearby, and as he took a bite out of, it he noticed a red blip on one of the maps, appear before him.
"So who is sneaking around at this time of night?" he asked himself.
He circled the area with his finger on the screen before him and the cameras in that area displayed the hallways and corridors. He then watched as the young girl they rescued earlier that day, walk down the hall with some determination. He quickly grabbed his com unit as he stood up, holstering his blaster as he took another bite out of his apple.
"Keith, hey, you up?"
"What is it?" came his long time friend's reply, which surprised him.
"Our little raccoon woke up and she's making a beeline to the rec rooms is the East Wing," Lance said. "Meet me there in five?"
"I'm already close by," Keith stated. "Get here when you can."
Lance shrugged, and pressed a button on his com unit to send a signal out to the rest of the team. He knew that Pidge would be in the control room quickly to take over his seat as he made his way to the East wing.
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The lights in the hallway above Thalaissa suddenly brightened, and she let out a gasp. Had they found her already? Were the Drules looking for her? Not wanting to find out the hard way, she started to run down the hallway she was traveling, rounding a corner only to stop when she heard voices.
She ducked into a side hallway that fronted a large door. She leaned against the door, and at her touch, the door slid open. She fell backwards into a room, letting out a quiet yelp, before she got back to her feet and the door slowly slid close behind her.
She backed away from the door as the voices she heard outside start to fade.
"You don't have to run from us, we will not harm you."
The voice startled her and she quickly turned around.
"This is all a dream," she whispered. "You can't…you can't…"
"I can't what?"
Keith slowly stood from where he was sitting as he started toward her.
The door behind her slid open, and Keith looked up as Lance slowed his pace, and entered the room. The girl turned toward him, equal surprise showing her in eyes as she looked to both men.
"What is your name?" Keith asked as he stilled. "Really, we do not mean you any harm. Do you know who we are?"
The girl turned to him. Lance slowly reached behind him to initiate the locking mechanism on the door, and he slowly circled around the girl. "Hey, I'm Lance," he said to her as she turned to him. "You know the guy that knocked you on your ass trying to get you out of the way of that soldier?"
The girl met his gaze, and it was the first time that Lance noticed just how crystal blue they were. Reminding him of …
"Allura." Lance whispered.
The girl tensed when she heard that name. Lance looked toward Keith, and he slowly nodded. Lance relaxed a little. "Listen, we helped you back there, remember? Those Drule soldiers? They were ready to kick all of our asses?" he said. "You helped us; damn good fighting if I ever saw it. Come on, tell us your name. Swear we aren't going to hurt you."
The girl stared at him. "You…you don't know me?" she asked.
Lance slowly shook his head. "Sorry, but we'll help you find those who do. Can you tell us your name? Where do you come from?"
The girl slowly fell to her knees, and Lance rushed to her side. "See, look, we are concerned for you," he said. "You gave us quite a scare. Is there someone we need to contact to tell them that you are safe?"
The girl could only shake her head, tears edging at her eyes as she looked up at him. "Thalaissa," she said. "Thalaissa Yuki…." and as she turned away from him to face the only other person in the room, she uttered her last name in almost a whisper. "Kogane."
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"So what's the verdict?"
Dr. Gorma looked up from his data pad as Lance stood before him. He then nodded as he placed the data pad down and leaned against the desk he was near.
"By Terran standards, she's a healthy 16 year old girl, that has seen her fair share of battles or else fights," Dr. Gorma stated as he turned to Keith. "And she is your daughter."
Coran turned to the young commander, but before Keith could speak, he voiced his concerns. "Are you sure of that Doctor?" he asked. "This could be a trick, maybe a sign that king Zarkon and Haggar are back?"
Dr. Gorma shook his head, with a slight shrug. "It's quite possible, to think that would be the case," he said as he removed the glasses he wore. "Unfortunately, there is nothing to indicate here that Haggar or her magic are involved. The girl is who she says she is. I don't even think Haggar can fake DNA like that."
"She has cloned Lotor in the past," Lance offered. "Could she have tried to clone one of us?"
"A clone that collapsed and failed because they couldn't control him and was highly unstable," Dr. Gorma offered. "No, she has all the signs that she has had a full life. There are indications that she had broken her right arm at one time, probably when she was a child, that healed properly, and the appendix and tonsils have been removed; all indicative of childhood ailments. I can recognize my own handy work."
"Your handy work? Lance asked.
Dr. Gorma nodded. "At least I can take credit for the tonsillectomy," he said. "The scar left behind is the type of scar I see on patients I've done it for."
"Then how is this possible, Doctor?" Keith asked. "I'm no older than she is."
"Doctor."
The four men looked up as nurse came out of a nearby room. "She's asking to speak to whoever is in charge."
"Coran, would you like to address her concerns?" Dr. Gorma asked.
Coran slowly nodded. "Lance, please return to the Control Room. The commander and I will address the young lady's questions."
"You sure you don't need me, she seemed to take to me pretty well."
"We will call you if we need your help."
Lance slowly nodded and turned to Keith, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, if you need me."
"Don't worry." Keith stated.
Coran nodded as he turned to Keith and Dr. Gorma allowed both men to enter the small room. The young girl looked up from where she was sitting, in a chair near an open window. She immediately stood as they entered.
"Coran," she said. "I can't believe it…"
Coran caught by surprise by her exclamation, coughed slightly as he looked at her. "Thalaissa, was it?"
The girl nodded. "Lace…" she said. "No one has called me Thalaissa since I was a little girl."
"Lace." Coran stated. "It seems that you are familiar with who we are, but you we will have to apologize since, we have never seen you before."
"I must apologize for the confusion with my being here, councilor," she said with a slight bow. "The past day, I've been recovering from the after effects of what brought me here, to Sindar."
"Sindar?" Coran asked. "What is Sindar?"
Thalaissa looked to the two men, and saw their confusion. She then met Coran's questioning gaze.
"What year is this?"
"Excuse me?"
She approached him, grabbing his hands into her own as she looked up at him.
"What year is this?"
"2563 – Galactic Standard years,"
The color drained from her face as her eyes widened in disbelief.
"2563?" she asked.
"Yes," Keith answered as he looked to her. "This is Planet Arus, home to the Voltron Force. You thought that this was , this Sindar?"
She looked to him and slowly nodded. "Planet Arus no longer exists," she said calmly. "It was taken over by the Drules, led by King Zarkon, in the year 2580. 17 years from now, all of Arus, this very Castle, will belong to the the Drule Empire. And your Voltron, will have been destroyed by his witch Haggar."
"Destroyed?"
Coran turned around, seeing Princess Allura enter the room. "17 years from now?" the princess asked. "Are…are you…from the future?"
Thalaissa slowly nodded. "Yes," she said in almost a whisper.
"When were you born?" Allura asked.
Tears edged at the young girl's eyes. "2577," she stated. "4 years after my brother, Aeryn."
"Aeryn?" Coran asked. "You have a brother named Aeryn?"
The girl nodded. Coran turned to Allura, but before he could stop her, she asked "Who is your mother?"
"You are."
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TBC
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