AN)if you are confused go back to chapter 34

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Jrida was screaming.

She had found a giant green lion and thought she should take it for a spin. Everyone had heard of the lions of Voltron, but she honestly didn't believe that this was one of them. Many people had made copies over the years for decoration.

And this unruly thing couldn't be a lion either! It couldn't even fly straight!

"Someone help!" She cried, slamming her fingers all over the screen, "How do I stop this thing?!"

"Hello!"

Jrida froze as a girl appeared on her screen; a human girl. Her brown hair was slightly in her face, but she was smiling.

"Welcome to the Green lion of Voltron!"

"…quiznak," Jrida hissed as the message continued. The Lion responded by flying slower as well.

"Since you are sitting there, our last mission didn't go as planned. But Green will take care of you. You are a paladin of Voltron and it's a responsibility that you now hold. Find the others and fight. You wre chosen. You can do this. We hid the Yellow lion in the quadrants below. We also listed where we hid the others as well. I don't really know what else to tell you except good luck! Use that brain of yours and get everyone together!"

The video froze and Jrida stared blankly at the girl in the video.

When she had left home to find out what to do with her life…

This was not it.

()

"BANK! BARKA! BANK!"

"I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THAT MEANS!"

Lance gritted his teeth as they took more hits.

What was it that those other people, the other them in the other reality had said? That Shiro had been alive in the black lion the whole time?

"SHIRO! SO HELP ME! HELP HIM!"

"Who is-" Barka stopped as his eyes unfocused, listening to his lion.

"Ok," he said calmer, "I think I know what to do from here on out…"

"Bless," Lance heaved a sigh as Barka banked left and avoided shots from the enemy ship, "Keep this up. Talk to your team and make sure its the enemy doesn't make it back home."

()

"I'm in so much trouble," Jrida whimpered, now wishing she'd never quit work. This was so much worse than working on an assembly line!

She couldn't be seen in this!

But the lion didn't seem to respond to her anymore and was just floating in space.

"Umm, I want to land!" She called, remembering the stories and how the lions were sentient, "I'm sorry I sat down without permission, but can I get back to my ship now?"

Nothing, instead the screen lit up again and four different faces appeared.

"Crap, another Galra…" said a masked individual.

"Mmm," said the only other galra in the group, a young boy that was still in education, if Jrida guessed correctly.

"Funny," said a rather astonishing chameleon.

"We are…um, the other members of Voltron," said the one from the Howlar race, "We're on our way to where you are right now-"

"NO!" Jrida snapped, "this is a mistake!"

There were chuckles from everyone.

"We all thought the same thing."

"I'm STILL thinking it…"

"You're the leader, you're not allowed to think it."

"I still think this is a huge mistake."

"I'm waiting to wake up," said the younger galra, "its been a little too surreal."

"Very funny," the chameleon replied, now with a smirk on his face.

"Its fine," came a fifth voice and another face appeared next to the Howlar. The face was angular with markings and pointed ears.

"We'll send you coordinate and we'll all meet and talk together, sound good?"

"NO!" She stressed, "I can't make this thing work!"

Again, they laughed. She was starting to get pissed off.

"Green wouldn't move at all if you couldn't move it," the boy with the markings said, "take a deep breath and open your mind. It wont be words you will hear, but more like an impression, in the corner of your mind."

She scowled at him and he gave her a sheepish look, "trust me? It really was confusing to me as well the first time."

"That's not what you said-"

"Shut up, Folkner," the marked boy snapped, "I didn't tell you all everything, ok?"

"Riiight."

"You three go to the planet, Barka and I will go get our new member."

"New…" She shook her head. She couldn't be a member of Voltron. She didn't even LIKE Voltron! She was happy being a member of the empire!

Maybe if she brought one or more of them back to the emperor…then she could have any chose of job she wanted?

It was a long shot. But why not?

()

Pidge tapped her foot as she stared at three paladins.

"And you just let them go on their own?"

All three shrugged, "yes?"

Hunk put a hand on Pidges shoulder before she could explode, "that was not…ok," he said, "You guys should stay together. We all agreed to meet here and the fact that we're missing our newest member is more than a little concerning."

"Not newest," Dot replied, "he's been bossing us around even before he got the black lion."

The other two nodded.

"Not. The. Point!" Pidge snapped, "you are a TEAM! You stay TOGETHER! I don't care what Lance says or if Barka agreed!"

"Lance get's scary…" Ko said and the others nodded again, "very scary."

"HE'S AN OVER GLORIFIED GOOF-BALL!" Pidge roared, "How can he be scary!?"

"Pidge," now even hunk was looking at her reprovingly. She huffed and turned away, but stood her ground.

"Look," Hunk said trying to smooth the waters, "what's happened had happened and they're on their way here now, see?"

Looking up they saw two lions enter the atmosphere.

"fine," Pidge sighed, "fine."

The three paladins were now even more warry of the short girl than they were of the boy that could shoot lighting out of his fingertips.

()

"Everyone," Lance gestured to the fully grown, adult galra, "this is Jrida."

She looked around and didn't see a single adult other than the Howlar, so she approached him first, holding out her hand. When he took hers, she noticed the manacles on his wrists.

"A slave?"

"Yes," he said despite the fact that everyone tensed when she'd said it, "I still serve my master as a member of Voltron."

It was something he had convinced himself that he was doing. He had to or else he would go mad.

"Barka chose to serve," Ko said slowly, "therefore he is as free as you."

That was a new way of looking at it, but Jrida still had to fight to not wipe her hand off on her suit. She didn't have any opinion on slavery, but she still didn't wish to be associated with one. Especially if they were fighting against the empire!

She honed in on the young galra and held out her hand there.

"Jrida, QT354, you?"

Dot opened his mouth automatically and then snapped it shut again. Taking her hand, he replied, "Please call me Dot, I'm from QT102."

Dot? What kind of name was that?

"102? You know some high ranked officials?" Jrida smiled. This was perfect. If she could get this kid back to the empire, then there must be a reward out there for him somewhere!

"Not entirely," he said going a bit red.

"I bet that knowledge comes in handy."

"Not…not really," he said now looking very uncomfortable.

"I'm paxix," said the masked paladin cutting in between Dot and Jrida and holding out his hand, "nice to meet you."

"Very," Jrida shook the hand, "do you always hide your face?"

"Yes," Paxix said smoothly, "when I feel the need to."

Jrida noted the tightening of the grip Paxix gave her before he let go. He still stood squarely in front of Dot and Jrida had to hand it to the kid, he was sharp.

"And you?" she asked turning to the chameleon and not bothering to hold out her hand.

"Ko," he said simply, "I am Ko."

"And these guys," Lance said pointing to two…were those HUMANS?! "These guys are Pidge and Hunk! All together we'll make Voltron again!"

()

The ship was huge. Jrida looked around her, trying to take in everything as she was lead further into the ship. The lions were now docked into their hangars and she wondered at the style and technology she was seeing.

Despite herself, she was lot in awe.

"You can pick any room you like," Paxix said and took off his helmet, showing that he, too, was a human.

Jrida knew there was a human the emperor kept on ice to use in the gladiator fights every few years or so, but she'd never really seen one.

She was actually afraid to touch one in case it broke!

()

"I don't know, Lance," Pidge muttered as they walked onto the bridge, "She seems awful sketch."

"I agree with Pidge," Hunk said quickly.

"I know," Lance said rubbing his face, "her motives are all over her face, but the green lion chose her! So what do we do?"

"All we can do is try and convince her to be our friend?" Hunk said gingerly, "I mean, if the green lion chose herm that not only means that she's super smart, but that means she's technically on our side, right?"

"mmmm," Pidge made a face, "Maybe I should train her one on one. Leave her to me and perhaps I can figure her out, at least."

"Should Hunk go with you?" Lance asked. He didn't want to leave just one of them to a potentially dangerous person.

"We wont go far. Green used to be my lion, so I think we should connect just fine."