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A Change in the Winds
Arus
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Chapter 5
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----- Planet Arus ------

Katherine slowly entered the Rec Room, seeing that it was turned into a study room for Neive as he worked with Shane on the deciphering the former Queen's diaries. She regarded them both as they seemed oblivious to her presence.

"See here, there is definitely a pattern," Shane stated as he showed Neive a sheet of paper. "Your Aunt was definitely, clever."

Neive looked over the piece of paper as he studied it. "So she was," he stated. "Can you imagine the intellect to do all of this, the way she did it?"

"The devotion of a mother to her child is something that will challenge the intellect of many."

They both looked up as Katherine entered to rec room, approaching them as Shane smiled. "Kit, you have to see this," he said excitedly. "Not only did she hide all the information within her diaries, it was Queen Marlena who was the soul engineer behind the robot lions."

Katherine's expression paled. "Engineer?" she asked. "Queen Marlena?"

Shane nodded. "Is there anything that Allura knows about her mother?" he asked. He then turned to Neive. "Or how about your mother, Neive?"

The older man shrugged as he grabbed a hold of one of the open diaries. "My mother hardly spoke of her sister while I was growing up," he stated. "Why don't we go and ask her?"

Katherine slowly nodded as Neive gathered some of the diaries together. Queen Orla would be the only one to know Queen Marlena the best, and the reasons behind why Marlena was not revered for the her accomplishments.

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----- The Elyts, Emeral Qudarant ------

Rolsin looked down on the map before him as he carefully studied the star charts strewn on the table before him. After having taken Planet Minas, he smiled to himself as he marked off the planets his people have conquered and taken from the Drule Supremacy. He knew that there were only a few left, to mark the end of the Drule occupation within the galaxy.

A tall man, with olive skin, and steel blue eyes, Rolsin was the embodiment of all the Triasian qualities. Ascending to power as High Chancellor, he knew that all that his people have done, was for the good of all Triasians.

"Rolsin, Taisia has arrived."

The young man looked up as his brother joined him at the center console, and they were both then joined by their youngest brother. For a stranger, staring at the three men would be like staring at a mirror that reflected the same image three times. For it was in the Triasians nature, that three identical were born at one time.

Rolsin was the oldest of the triplets, followed by Relins and then Risen. Together, they ruled 3 of the 17 most powerful kingdoms on Triasus, and given the mission to destroy what was left of the Drule Empire; to take what the fallen supremacy had long lost to the Galaxy Alliance.

"That is good, we will need to go over her reports," Rolsin stated. "Any news on the Planet Doom?"

Risen met his brother's gaze. "King Zarkon had defected from the Drule supremacy quite some years ago," he reported. "However, he continues to wage war against several Galaxy Alliance planets, especially one little gem in the Azure Quadrant."

Rolsin slowly nodded. "Yes, Planet Arus," he stated. "Our mission isn't to travel there, we must finish our mission here."

"What do you have planned?"

"That is where Taisia's report will determine our course of action," he stated.

Risen and Relins slowly nodded. "And what of the reports of the giant robot that has defeated King Zarkon's forces?"

Rolsin smiled to himself. "There is nothing we should worry about," Rolsin stated. "Our forces are ten times the strength of anything these primitive planets have."

"I would throw caution to the wind, brother," Relins stated. "The Galaxy Alliance presence in this galaxy is a strong one."

"And they will be defeated as with every other civilization we've conquered."

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----- Planet Arus ------

Allura stared at the view screen before her as she read over the small passages being displayed, written by her mother so many years ago.

"Your mother was a genius," Neive stated as he seated himself in front of the console as he pulled up several more passages to display. "Your father saw the intellect your mother held, and he used that as the basis of creating Arus' ultimate defensive weapon. He also knew that if your mother was implicated in any of the creation of the Voltron Lions, that all of Arus would be in danger, so he immediately destroyed any plans, schematics that he had drawn up, based on your mother's design."

Allura turned to him. "My mother designed Voltron?" she asked.

Neive nodded. "Not only did she design him, she created a proto-type before the actual building of Voltron commenced."

"Prototype?" Pidge asked. "What do you mean proto-type?"

Neive pulled up on of the diary pages and had the computer pull random words and passages out of the written passages.

"Not only did she build a proto-type, she hid its designs within the diaries she wrote," he stated. "Arusian, even as old as it is, is a very logical language, but nearly forgotten because of the influx of the terran settlements through-out the galaxy. The terran language was absorbed by many planets, as a means of communication between the planets, and was soon adopted by the Galaxy Alliance as an official language. Your mother realized that she could use the old language of Arus, one that she knew by heart, as a means to save the plans that were used to create the Voltron Lion ships.

"As she wrote her passages in her diary, I found several instances where certain words were being used, when they wouldn't have in a personal documentation of one's only experiences," he said. "I started noticing these odd occurrences the more I read the passages."

"She was hiding the instructions within her own diary," Allura said quietly.

Neive nodded. "And when I started to pull the words, the unusual ones, I started to notice another set of passages started to form."

Neive typed quickly on the keyboard before him and the computer started to scan several pages of the diary, pulling words he had programmed for it to look for. Soon, another passage, written in Arusian started to form and Allura could only stare at the screen before her.

"The lion that is powered by the wind, shall be the main lion of our mighty defender," Allura read allowed, roughly translating what was on the screen before her. "It is here, that my husband, shall command the chosen Lion Knights, to fight the evil that awaits us. To defend Arus, against those who seek harm against our people."

"That is the Black Lion," Pidge stated. "She's writing about the Black Lion."

"My father was supposed to pilot the Black Lion," Allura commented.

"There's more, and this should be quite interesting," Neive stated as the computer continued to pull words from the diary.

"The five lions shall be our support; based on the elements that power us all," Neive continued for Allura. "Earth, Wind, Water, Fire and the force of nature itself. It is all that we could complete, and hope that they will be enough to fight against the forces of King Zarkon. In time, the sixth shall find its place among the main five."

Lance gasped as he stared up at the screen. "Sixth?" he asked. "There's a sixth lion?"

Neive met his gaze. "According to her passages in the rest of the diaries, a sixth lion was definitely built but it was never fully tested," he stated. "However, the rest of her diaries never addressed the location or if it survived the original attack on Arus, by King Zarkon's forces."

"A sixth lion ship?" Pidge asked. "Why did we not know about it?'

"Because, the only ones who could pilot the ship are those born of a royal bloodline."

The group turned toward the entrance to the control room as Queen Orla slowly entered. "Marlena wanted to safe guard the sixth lion from Zarkons forces, so she insisted that the only way to activate it would be the interaction of all three royal bloodlines of Arus. It was supposed to be Marlena, Karone and I, who could control the lion, but when Karone was lost to us, Marlena decided to scrap the project altogether."

Allura walked toward her Aunt as she came to stand before them. "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"We lost the location of the last lion when Zarkon attacked Mythrias," she stated. "Marlena was the one who had the lion ship moved, but we do not no where. For all we know, it was destroyed in the chaos."

"Then explain why this appeared to us," Allura stated as she held her wrist up to show her Aunt. "Neive also wears the same armlet; if the Sixth lion was destroyed, why would he and I wear something that is associated with it?"

Orla could only shake her head. "The armlets are the devices that would activate the lion ship, but without the third...without Karone, there is no way of knowing if the ship survived."

Neive slowly stood as he turned to his mother. "Mom, there is more that you are not telling us," he stated. "Aunt Marlena knew that Voltron was more than enough to ward off the forces of King Zarkon; why would the sixth lion need to be developed?"

Orla turned to him. "Long before any of you were born, my sister, was sent on a diplomatic mission to a system in the far universe," she stated. "When she returned, all she would relate to us on the whole thing was that we needed to prepare ourselves for whatever forces; whatever evil that wanted to destroy what we have here in Arus.

"At the time I didn't understand what she meant, and only assumed that when King Zarkon attacked Arus when he did, that her warning before was attributed to him and the Drule supremacy."

"It wasn't, wasn't it?" Neive stated.

Orla shook her head. "When she revealed to Karone and I the ship she had constructed, built, she uttered one final warning, that Zarkon would be only a small taste of the forces we would encounter in the near future."

"Small taste?" Hunk asked. "What do you mean small taste?"

"She never explained after that," she stated. "And soon, she was lost to all of us."

"Aunt Orla, she must've said something," Allura stated. "Why go through the trouble, but never use the ship? Why base it on three people to activate the lion?"

"If we can find that lion, maybe we can find the answers we need," Neive stated.

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----- The Elyts, Emeral Qudarant ------

Taisia, Tamaris, and Trisia stood to one side as Risen, Relins and Rolsin stood in the center of the small meeting room they were in. With a nod from Rolsin, the six seated themselves at the large meeting table as Taisia met his gaze.

"So, this is your report?" Rolsin asked as he looked over the digital pad before him.

Taisia nodded. "Posing as an Ambassador at their recent meetings on Ebb, provided a much needed look into the rulers of the nearby systems."

Rolsin nodded. "And I see that you've also noted about this...Princess Allura and her Voltron Force?"

Taisia nodded. "I knew that we needed to heed the reports we received from the outlying planets about this unusual princess."

"Arus, wasn't it?" Rolsin asked. "And this Voltron?"

"Their main defense machine," Taisia stated. "A robot warrior developed by their late King."

Rolsin nodded as he placed the digital pad down and inserted a disc into the computer before him. Above the table, a holographic image projected the images of the mighty robot defender and recorded images of the robot in battle.

"So, this is the robot that has the Drule Empire shaking in their boots?" he asked.

"Piloted by five pilots, originally who were sent by the Galaxy Alliance as an answer to a call for help by the current ruler, Princess Allura," Taisia stated. "When one of their members fell, the princess took the pilots places as one of the lion ships pilot's."

"I see," he stated. "So, this princess, she is the only one that rules this planet?"

"As it seems, she's not even anointed to be the ruler yet," she commented. "But, she does have final say over what can be done on her planet."

"Do we have information concerning the other pilots?" Rolsin asked as he continued to study the images before him.

"Their captain, Hayashi, is a Vallusian," she stated.

Rolsin met her gaze. "Vallusian?" he asked.

Taisia nodded. "The grandson of King Vellum; part terran part Vallusian," she stated. "Seems that he and the Voltron Force were the ones to do away with Kellar."

"Ah, so this is the young upstart?" Rolsin asked as he paused the image of the young captain. "Kellar was a fool to think that his absolute reign over the people of Vallis was secure."

"Its also apparent that the young princess, is somewhat enamored with the captain," Taisia noted. "A rumor that has been fueled by recent events concerning the young captain."

Rolsin smiled to himself. "That could be used to our advantage," he stated. "If the princess of Arus is indeed involved with the captain, it could provide us with the edge we need to conquer their system."

"I advise that we study them closer, to be sure of their weakness, sire," Taisia stated. "The Voltron Force has been known to get out of much dire situations."

Rolsin nodded. "Good work, Taisia," he stated as he went through the images before him. He then suddenly paused on an image that caught his attention.

"And who is this?"

Taisia looked up at the holographic image before them at a recent recording of a battle between the Voltron Force and the forces of Prince Lotor. To the young prince's side, a young woman stood, with skin lighter than the young prince, but the same shock of long white hair flowed behind her.

"I have no information concerning her, sire," Taisia stated. "However, the rumor is that she is the last child of King Zarkon."

"Interesting," he stated. "Very interesting."

"Rolsin, what are your plans?" Risen asked.

Rolsin blinked twice before meeting the gaze of his brother. "We commence with our attack against Planet Doom,' he stated. "Ready our forces; I want that planet to be lifeless when we are through."

"Yes, sire," Risen stated.

"However....' Rolsin continued. "If you happen to run into this young woman, I want her brought before me."

"I will instruct the forces to do so," Relsin stated.

Rolsin nodded as he stared up at the image before him. Somehow, the young woman intrigued him, but he didn't know why.