After intense vargas of calculations and testing the goo, Pidge and Matt finally found what it was.
They called everyone to Green's hangar, where Pidge's workshop was.
"Okey doke. So, after many long vargas, we have finally found out what this goo is. I know you all were about to go to bed, but this is super important. Trust me, if it wasn't I wouldn't keep y'all up like this." Pidge rambled.
"Pidge, just get to the point." Lance tapped his foot impatiently.
"Okay, okay, geez, calm down." Pidge pulled up a recording up on the screen.
"'Help. The Galra have taken our planet hostage. All the children have been sold as slaves. The women have been taken as pets for the commanders. The last of our men are just trying to survive. We won't last for many more Spicolian Movements. Our supplies are low. Help. 22- beta- 7- plexus.'" A raspy male voice issued from the speakers.
"Thankfully, this goo was only released yesterday, so this is incredibly accurate. We're in the general area, so we should be able to reach these coordinates with a small wormhole. Guys, this is urgent. We need to go now, no matter how sleep-deprived we may be. Allura, can you fire up the teludav?" Pidge asked, like she was in charge.
"Yes, I can."
"Good. We need it ready in about ten doboshes. EVERYONE needs to be fully alert, INCLUDING YOU, LANCE!" Pidge threw her bottle of water at Lance, who was snoring against the wall. It hit him right in the chest, hard enough to wake him up.
"Ow! Hey!" Lance shouted, jumping up. "Why did you do that? You didn't have to!"
"If I didn't, you'd still be snoring and drooling on the wall. Maybe if we're successful, a lady might take a fancy to you. I know you'd like that." Pidge grumbled.
"No, I- actually, that would be awesome! Thanks for the challenge, Pidge!" Lance perked up.
"Wasn't a challenge," Pidge said under her breath. "So, we need everyone to their lions, and ready to launch."
"Can do! Go on, get to your battle stations!" Shiro shooed everyone else out. He turned back to Pidge. "Katie, I don't like the idea of this. The last time that we were in that quadrant, there was nothing but space dust. I mean, how can we know that this isn't a trap? I don't want to risk anything. Katie, I don't want to risk you. I love you. If this is a trap set by Zarkon, then we could be flying right to our deaths."
"We have to. An entire planet is about to be completely overrun by the Galra." She argued.
"Katie, please!"
"Takashi, I love you too, but we have to help them. We're on Team Voltron. It's our duty to the universe." She said softly, taking his hand in hers.
"Why is it, that you always win these types of arguments? I guess it's because of your gorgeous eyes. Nothing can resist them." He chuckled, pulling her out the door and to the bridge.
When they got to the bridge, everyone was ready.
"Okay, Allura, teludav! Matt! You're with Coran, and you should be able to find Slav in the engine room. We need him to calculate the reality thingy, or whatever. We need to get his input." Pidge ordered from her seat.
"What do I do?" Lance asked.
"Shut up and stay out of the way." Keith butted in.
"Keith, Lance, I swear if you fight, I will fire my vine cannon at you and let the vines eat you from inside." Pidge snapped.
The boys immediately quieted.
The lions launched, and Allura fired up the teludav. When they got there, the alarms blasted their eardrums.
"What's wrong?!" Hunk yelled over the cacophony of alarms.
"Pidge! You have someone boarding your lion!" Matt warned, turning the volume on the alarms down.
"Oh no! It's a Blarket! Your chances of survival have just gone from highly unlikely to impossible!" Slav screeched.
"Thanks a lot, Slav." Shiro rolled his eyes.
"No! This is important! They have razor-shar-" Shiro cut off the connection to the engine room.
"And you, Slav, have razor-sharp silence." Shiro finished what Slav was going to say.
A piercing scream racked the coms.
"Pidge! Are you okay?" Keith yelled.
"The Blarket just broke into the head! Oh, quiznak, he's advancing!" She screamed in anguish.
"Pidge!" Hunk called
"Pidge! Are you okay? Katie!" Shiro yelled over the coms.
The same raspy voice as in the recording sounded through the speakers. "Your precious green paladin has been killed. Hand yourselves over to me, and I will not take any more lives."
Shiro screamed in pain. His cries echoed throughout the system, as if amplified with a thousand microphones.
"Never!" Lance yelled.
"Your mistake." He said ominously. Then, there was a sudden pop, like he was teleporting away.
"Ta- Taka- Takashi," Pidge faintly whispered through her helmet's coms.
"Katie! You're alive! Are you okay?" Shiro wept with joy.
"Takashi, I love you." Her breath came in short, ragged pieces.
"Oh, no! Katie! Answer me! Katie!" He yelled in desperation. He pushed the green lion to it's hangar. As soon as he landed, he sprinted to Green's open maw.
He rushed inside to see his girlfriend lying on the ground in a pool of blood, that was rapidly growing. Five long slashes marred her chest.
He cut her up like a piece of meat, Shiro realised. The long cuts were green, like they were poisoned.
He knelt next to her. She reached up with her hand and touched his cheek softly.
She breathed, "I love you, Takashi. No matter what." And went limp.
