It's been years since she was discovered by Matthew holt and Katie holt and helped back to health. They treated her with kindness and comfort. They helped her with nightmares of her memories though they had actually scared her.
Her memories were something she stressed about and scared of. She was afraid they will hate her. They welcomed her with open arms. The sibling's mother was skeptical of her but more then welcome to have her there.
It took a while for her to get use to earth ways. It was so different from what she was use to. Things she never seen, Things that weren't familiar to her. That's how she knew she didn't know anything.
The garrison academy was one thing she was took into. Thanks to Samuel holt, she and matthew were brought into it. She felt so out of place there. She felt unwelcomed, different and scared. It scared her.
She wasn't ready for this type of attention. Or at least she thought the attention was on her. Every lesson she had, she retreated to her room to hide. Even if she was company who tries to speak with her but she didn't want a friend, she just wanted the ones who took her in.
The holt's gave her a name, a life, a memory to have. So the person who tried to speak with her would end up giving up and huff in a pathetic attempt to pout. Her eyes casted toward the boy who had brown, short length near the ear lobes, hair type. His narrow bluish gray eyes could only glare at her.
There was many attempts of him trying to flirt with her then question about what she was doing. The safety of the room she hid in was no longer safe for her. Gathering her books and notes, she stood up and left the room quickly.
"Hey!" The boy called out in alarm at her sudden movement before chasing after her but was stopped when she disappeared around the corner.
She remembered it like it was yesterday. Matthew holt, Samuel holt and another had left on a mission to Kerberos and never returned. That was a year ago. Katie was the only one who was there to give her comfort.
A sigh escaped her lips. Her pace of running slowed down to a stop. She saw the small figure with the same round glasses on her face, brown hair that was short but puffed out from the back of her head.
Her wide, brown eyes looked at her with a bit of worried before walking toward her. "Hey, you okay, Ophie?" She asked in concern, looking over her for any injuries.
"I'm fine pidge."She said calmly, earning a nod. "C-can i use your room for studies?"She question the younger holt who beamed at her with a wide smile.
"Certainly!" She said cheerfully, turning around and walking down the hall.
Ophie was just a nickname given to her by pidge. It had a nice ring to it. At the moment, ophelia was studying and training to be a medical officer. She was roommates with a cargo pilot who was friends with an engineer mechanic.
But she was, in earth terms, adopted sibling to Matthew and katie holt. But at the moment, katie was also known as pidge, who was working to be a technology specialist.
Quickly, she followed after pidge, her arms tighten around the books and notes. Following right behind the younger sibling
When they got into the room, ophelia took her place upon pidges bed and had started to work on studying her notes. With her book open, she looked through each one. Writing the description and such for medical issues, wounds and problems that the human body may experience.
"So any friends?" Pidge piped up, her eyes looked at her own notes and studies that was on a desk between two beds.
The question caused her to stop. Her head shook a little before continuing her studies. She been trying to avoid all that. Avoid being able to have friends. "No.."She said somewhat sadly. "But i'm roommates with a flirt."She pointed out.
Pidge blinked a few times before snorting, laughing softly. "Lance?" Pidge asked, earning a confused look from ophelia. "Yeah, lance is known to do that. If he see's a pretty girl, he'll get all flirty and try to impress the girl."Pidge explained with chuckled.
"Yes well…"She paused in her sentence before writing down another piece of her note. "It is quite annoying, he does it almost every day."She informed, the scowl expression formed on her face.
A large, sly smile formed on pidges lips until a snicker escaped the younger holt. Casting a glare to her. "You like him." Pidge teased, holding her finger up while that sly smile was on her face.
She was not bothered by her younger sister tease. Actually she was use to it. No sign of admitting it. Her face only harden, scowling at the younger sibling before return her gaze back toward her notes.
"You say that every time a boy tries to flirt with me and i run from him."She pointed out the fact, her pen tapping against the layer of page's with her other hand moved a rogue strand of silver hair behind her ear.
"So true." Pidge hums and giggles before she hummed softly. "Say i'm heading back up the roof tonight, want to join?" She asked, changing the subject really quick.
"I have a free day from classes."She stated, nodding her head. "Since i been doing well, i got top score on my tests so i'll be up there anyways." She smiled slightly, looking at the disappointed look from pidge.
"You like a protagee, a born doctor." Pidge pointed out before snickering softly. "Before we know it, you be taking care of us instead of the other way around." Pidge piped up on that fact.
A smile, it was a small smile that formed on her lips. She remembered her reactions to the medical supplies that was used on her by samuel holts. Her heart ached now at the memory of both samuel and matt.
Her eyes casted down toward her book and closed them tightly. Pidge saw this action and moves off the chair and to her side in an instant before arms were wrapped around her neck. She stood up and buried her head into the younger sibling shoulder, just by the crook of pidges neck.
She missed her adopted father and brother. She had truly grown very close to the holts. Feeling a hand rub her face gently in comfort. She let out a soft, trembling hiccup. Pidge let out a soft comforting hum, rocking middlest sibling.
"Hey, we'll find them." Pidge said calmly. "We'll find them and bring them home."She promised. A promise that kept them together. A promise that kept their hopes up.
A silent nod from her as she pulls away from pidge. She let out a breath, easing her shaking body before rubbing her eyes clean, trying her hardest not to smear the makeup she had but pidge helped her with that.
"Better now?" Pidge asked, concern and comfort written on her face.
"Yeah."Ophelia said quietly, she nodded her head calmly once more and let a peaceful smile form on her lips.
After a few hours of studying, pidge had actually left the room to go to her assign classes. The sound of the halls was fading. Ophelia had gathered her material from pidges bed and exit out of the room to drop her stuff off at her assign dorm.
Walking down the quiet halls, she had time to think. The eerie silent bothered her. She doesn't remember the silence like this. She just wanted someone to talk to. To talk about how she feels, how she acted. Her adopted father would always listen to her stories, her nightmares.
It wasn't the same without them. Stopping at her assigned room, she allowed the door to slide open as she peeks into it to make sure her roommate wasn't in there before entering into the room.
She moved her stuff onto her bed, kneeling down as she pulled out a box. A box that was sealed off and dropped off by her adopted mother. An unopened note was on it. She didn't want to open it. She knew what was in it.
A sigh escaped her lips. I can't be scared forever. She used her nails, grabbing the edge of the tape and pulls up. Ripping the tape from the box as she folded it open. The black and gray suit, neatly folded up. The purple bio-lights shimmer in front of her.
Two short sheathed blades resting on top of the suit. Purple bio light spiral hilt shimmered along with the suit as if it was one. The last thing she saw was the mask. Four purple bio-light dots and four edge line bio lights on the side of the mask.
Standing up and sighing softly, she felt scared of the suit some how but it was told that this suit kept her alive. What was she in space? A fighter, A survivor, A hero or a monster? The last two words startled her.
Her eyes widen in horror. If i was a monster, then i need to leave. Her heart stopped at the very thought of leaving pidge behind. Maybe.. Maybe a monster has a reason to be one? She questioned herself.
Her breath shaked a little. She spend too much time staring at the suit. Shaking her head, she moved her small amount of long hair into a thin ponytail. She began to undress, changing into the very suit she feared.
You have every right to fear it. Samuel voice entered into her mind. But with fear comes with courage to fight it. I believe this suit has answers, Answers you need. Ophelia. So think on it and then use it. Samuel stated. Her eyes casted down onto the suit.
Grabbing the whole suit, she slipped it on. The tighten of the suit had adjusted to her size. It felt like it was stretchable, comfortable and warm. She adjusted to it pretty quick before she grabbed the blade's sheath and moved them onto her back.
The sound of clipping was there as she turned a bit toward the mirror to see a pair of clippers had stretched around the sheath to hold in. She lightly touched the collar that wrapped around her neck. The bio light lit up before disappearing, allowing a hood to fall out of place.
Grabbing it lightly, she moved it over her head before slipping her mask on. Looking into the mirror. She stood in shock. She looked so alien with in on but very familiar. What was she? Turning to the door.
She slips out quickly, she fiddle with the sleeves of her suit until something, no, she activated something and it cloaked her. Jumping back in shock, she looked at her invisible hands. If anyone knew i had this armor, they'll take it. I can't let that happen. She thought to herself before she ran toward the stairs of the roof.
By the time she made it, it was almost dark. She sat on the edge of the room. Pidges equipment sat not too far from her. She still looked over the equipment that was on her arm. Closing her eyes, she stopped fiddling with it.
With a sigh, she fell backwards. Laying on the floor as she looked at the sky. The blue sky was still turning dark. The star's were barely visible. Her mask laid beside her, the hood covered her silver her.
The cool breeze of the desert air brushed against the pinkish skin. Slowly, making her doze off into a peaceful slumber. Slowly memories of Matthew and samuel came to her mind.
She ran down the halls quickly. Unfamiliar purple halls surrounded her. Her heart racing in fear. Her feet pounded against the floor as she skidded around the corner. Her heart stopped at the sight of a horde of druids in front of her.
But what was knelt in front of her was matthew and samuel. Weapon held at point blank to their heads. Fear and worried laced their faces. A yelp was heard until she saw pidge right next to them, falling onto her knees.
"No…"She whimpers softly, pidge looked at her for hope, for help. All three of them were pleading for her to help but she couldn't move.
"You can't help them, my dear." A voice, something about it, she knew was familiar. "These humans are not worth your time and they will never be."She pointed out, a sickening smile on her half hidden face.
"Their my family!" She snapped, her yellow eyes hardening toward the women in the cloak. The sound of a charging weapon was heard.
"You are nothing to them."She said more harshly. "You are a - and you are my daughter, a princess to the -" She said with a much more calmly tone this time.
What was she? She shook her head quickly. "No!" She turned toward her adopted family. "It doesn't matter what you are!" She called out as she ran toward her three family members. "You family don't care what you are, only who you are and this is me!"
"Foolish child." The women sneered, the sound of a cloak moved.
She froze as the weapons fired. One bullet of three weapons, collided into the back of pidge, matthew and samuel heads. Their bodies fell over, colliding into the ground. The image of the druid and the women disappeared.
She screamed loudly, falling onto her knees as she looked at the ground. A whimper escaped her lips, a choking gasp as she curled her hands to her chest. She cried softly, silently. Curling up into her fetal position.
She whimpered for them. "Ophie" A voice called out to her, but she didn't want to listen to it. She just wanted to wake up. Wake up from this horrid nightmare. She wanted her brother, her sister, her father.
"D-daddy." She whimpers for samuel. "Matty."She whimpered for her brother. "Katie."She whimpered for her sister. Her head lifted up a little, looking at the three bodies that laid in front of her. Their hands tied behind their back.
"Ophie! Wake up!" That voice wakes up, it started to sound familiar. Ophie.. Ophie was her nickname. Pidge given her that nickname. Pidge! That was pidge calling her.
Eyes opened wide. Tears brimming on the edges of her eyes. Gazing into the worried eyes of pidge. Her mouth opened, letting out a choking cry. Pidge eyes widen before her arms wrapped around ophelia neck and pulled her into pidges arms.
Her hands gripped the side of pidges green and white hoodie, burying her head into her sister's shoulder as she cried softly. "It's okay, it was a nightmare."Pidge tried to comfort her, rubbing her back in worried.
Ophelia shook her head, whimpering softly. "Nightmare again.."She croaked out, earning a tight squeeze from pidge. "Different this time. Death. You, daddy, matty."She said quietly, her head lowered. "B-because of me."
"No!" Pidge snapped, her eyes glaring at ophelia. "Nothing will ever be because of you, ophelia." Pidge snapped at her, earning a startled look. " We took you in as a holt. You are a holt and you will always be a holt. Nothing is because of you. You can't trust nightmares, Ophelia. Their dreams, they get to you. You gotta understand that."Pidge stated, squeezing ophelia shoulders.
She's right. She thought to herself, nodding her head in agreement."S-so it wouldn't happen?" She asked, frowning a little.
"Not in a lifetime."Pidge smiled softly. "Because we will find them, Ophie and we will bring them home."Pidge promised. It was that promise that ophie held onto.
Her head nodded calmly in agreement as she looked at the equipment. Pidge smiled and moved to sit in front of it, slipping the headphones onto her head. "So, you're finally wearing the suit. Any memories yet?" Pidge questioned with a sly smile.
"No not yet." Ophelia sighed softly, shaking her head. She sat beside pidges equipment. Her legs folding into an indian style.
"We'll lets just hope it does."Pidge said calmly. "There's so much about you i wanna learn, Every bit of you is so unknown, A mystery. You're a Mystery and that's a good thing!" Pidge was extremely smart and they way pidge read her made her smile.
"So a puzzle?" Ophelia asked, tilting her head curiously.
"Yup!" Pidge smirked before her eyes widen and closed. Something was coming from the headphones but she didn't know what. She just watched pidge sit there. Her eyes were on the computer, watching the scanner.
The radio wave lengths that bounced every so often. Neither knew of the presence beside them until a voice startled both of them. "You come up here to rock out?" That familiar voice caused both pidge and ophelia to jump and fall backwards with a gasp.
Soon that sat up in shock. "Oh lance, hunk." Ophelia looked at hunk who was crawling on his hands and knees toward them slowly. "No, um, just looking at the stars."Pidge lied poorly.
Though that lie went over lance's head completely. Ophelia sighs softly, facepalming as she shook her head calmly. "Where'd you get this stuff?" Lance asked, his eyebrow rising up in curious. "It doesn't look like garrison tech." He narrowed his eyes
Why are humans idiots? She glared at lance before she saw pidge straight up with a proud look on his face. "I built it." Pidge said with pride.
Ophelia saw hunk move to pidges side who was ready to touch it as she swung her hand into hunks who looked at her nervously. "You built all this." Hunk asked curiously before wincing at the sound of ophelia hand hitting his.
"Don't touch." Ophelia warned.
"With this thing, i can scan all the way to the edge of the solar system."Ophelia watch hunk slide back, rubbing his poor abused hand before moving around lance. She could see that sly smile on pidges face.
"That right? All the way to kerberos?" Lance asked, rubbing his chin with a rising eyebrow. She could tell lance has yet to notice her with she held relief pidge and ophelia shrunk. "You go ballistic every time the instructor bring it up!" Lance pointed out. "What's your deal?" A glare was sent from lance.
"Second warning, hunk!" Pidge snapped, looking up to see hunk moving the small satellite who looked at pidge and pouted.
"Look, pidge, if we're going to bond as a team, we can't have any secrets." Lance pointed out.
He did have a point. She thought to herself and saw pidge looking down. She reached over and touched pidge hand gently. Pidge looked at her, feeling ophelia squeeze pidge hand in comfort.
"Fine.."Pidge sighs. "The world you know it is about to change."Pidge started, looking at lance
"The kerberos mission wasn't lost because of some malfunction or crew mistakes." She finished.
Pidge noticed hunk hand inching closer to pidges equipment before pidge glared and shouted. "Stop touching my Equipment!" Pidge snapped, hunk groaned and fell over with boredom.
"So, we've been scanning the system and picking up alien radio chatter." Ophelia said for pidge, crossing her arms as she looked toward the starry sky. At Least it was somewhat starry.
That caught hunk attention as he sat up quickly. "Whoa, what? Aliens?" Hunk asked, fear written on his face.
"Okay. So, you're insane. Got it." Lance said coolly, his eyes looking toward ophelia and grins. "But insanely beautiful for you though, gorgeous." Lance winked at her.
Though she was unphased by his failed attempt to flirt. She wanted to barf right there and then but she didn't say anything against it. She chose to ignore him and look at pidge."I'm serious, they keep repeating one word, voltron." Pidge stated.
Why does that name seem familiar? She thought to herself but her eyes widen. The spot they were in disappeared into darkness as she gasps a little, grabbing her head. Pidge snapped her head to her in worried before grabbing her shoulders.
"Ophie!"Pidge called out with concern and worried.
Soon her world disappeared.
"We must wait until voltron has return." Someone said, looking toward her. "We can't strike zarkon yet with our forces weaken." He stated calmly.
"But if we strike now, we can weaken his forces."She argued. "We can take out his numbers…" She spotted when his eyes narrowed at her.
"And lose more along the way.." His tone darken a little, causing her to back down a little. "I can not risk it. Not now at least."He stated, turning back to the computer system.
"e are all willing to die for the our cause against the emperor and his empire. Death is something we can not prevent. If we strike now, His forces will be weaken by an unknown attack. If we just infiltrate his ship.." Another glare was sent to her.
"We already have a member infiltrating his ship. "He stated harshly. "It will compromise his position within their ranks and they will not only target him but us as well. Voltron is our only hope for peace, He knows this.-az knows this. Give him time." He said more calmly.
She opened her eyes, gasping softly as she coughs. What was that? Her eyes widen but the sound of blazing alarms were heard. Requesting for not just them but all students of the garrisons to return their assigned barracks.
"Ophie…"Pidge looked at her worriedly.
She looked at pidge before she stood up slowly. Standing beside pidge while hunk got up as well. Whatever she had just witnessed, she needs to figure it out soon. Right now she can worry about it later. Pidge was her main concern.
"What's going one? Is that a meteor?" Hunk asked, pointing toward the falling object. "A very, very big meteor?" Hunk sound a bit worried.
Ophelia looked up at the meteor, picking up her mask and covering her face up with her. The visor built within the mask turned on before scanning it. " It's a ship!" Pidge said with shock.
A yelp was heard before lance spoken up ."I can't believe what i'm seeing!" Lance pointed out. "That's not one of ours."
No.. no it is not. It's the same thing that i was in when the holt's found me. She thought to herself. She watched the pod fly past their heads as she turned around quickly. Looking at pidge in forgiveness.
Pidge nodded her head, knowing what she was gonna do. With the mask, it kept her expression hidden. Touching her left arm, her suit began to cloak her as she ran head, jumping off the garrison academy building.
She chased after the pod, hoping to get to it before the garrison soldiers get to it and secure it. Who ever was in it was flying it and chances are, it might be someone who can tell her who she was before earth, before all this.
She noticed the armor jeeps driving past her as she jumps up onto one of them, holding onto the roof tightly