Chapter Four,

Allura stood at the door of a small cottage nestled in the side of the mountain. She had awoken moments earlier. Her last memory of the night before was of a strange man picking her up and bringing her here, there he was chopping wood. She hid behind the door and watched him. He was tall and dark his skin was dark brown and showed many painful scars seared into his flesh. He had his back to her but he had his black hair in a shaggy cut pulled in a leather thong.

"When were you planning to announce yourself?" he suddenly asked turning to look at her with his fierce face and black eyes.

Allura gave a sheepish look as she stepped into daylight. She was wearing what was left of her flight suit and her blond hair was pulled into a tight bun.

"Who are you?" she finally asked after a long moment.

"My name is Nah'jar. And you are princess Allura of Arus" he replied as she gasped.

"How did you.." she started to say.

"I knew your mother and I meet you when you were a little girl so it does not surprise me that you do no0t remember me" she said as he stopped chopping and started gathering wood.

And suddenly she did remember. Her mother and four others who flew the lions and the pilot of blue was a dark man named Nah'jar.

"I do remember you. You were mothers second in command on the Voltron force before Zarkon." She exclaimed and he nodded.

"They told me all the original pilots were dead including my mother" she said sorrowfully

"Yes I was the pilot of Blue but when your mother died piloting the Black and that witch Haggar spilt up the keys. I and the others went our separate ways. I came here" he explained.

"Why?" she asked as she followed him into the cottage.

"Sit" he ordered and she did so.

"I'll start from the beginning. I know you're here for the White Lion" she gasped but he continued. "Your mother and I grew up on this planet and I knew at some point you would be coming" he took the seat across from Allura's .

"How did you know I would come?" she asked

"Before I tell you that you most understand our history. Three thousand years ago a race of people landed as refugees on this planet. They where governed by the 'Council' I can not tell you much about this council only that it was made up of 6 of the members from the royal family. But an evil man wanted the council's power for himself and he lead his forces against the council in it's final act the council combined their powers and it was hidden. Half the surviving family fled the planet and crashed on another."

"Queen Ariella" Allura exclaimed as everything suddenly began to make sense.

"Yes" he confirmed

"But what of the others?" she asked

"Your mother was the last" he said

"But what does have to do with me?" Allura wanted to know.

"Just before the council disappeared they foretold of a dark time coming to the galaxy and a young woman last of her race wielding the power of Atlantis and bringing peace to the Galaxy." He looked at Allura in the eyes. "You are her" he said

"No" she tried to deny it

"Don't deny it. You've always know you where meant for more then that planet Arus"

Allura stared at her hands a million thoughts flying through her mind. She came to a decision.

"Show me what to do" She said

Nah'jar just grinned.

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TBC... How is it? Please review. Sorry for the lateness and the shortness but I've been way busy so let me know if I should continue.

DarthKeki