Once again, I don't own Voltron or its characters, just the ones I made up. Hope you're all still enjoying it.
Haltor raced down the corridor after Haggar. The old witch was surprisingly fast for her age. The walls shook as the Lions attacked. Once or twice, Haltor slipped to his feet before finally reaching his command center.
"What's going on!" He roared. "Stop the attack at once!"
The man ignored him. Haggar cackled evilly. "They're mine now!"
Haltor looked closely at his men. They moved mechanically, not paying him any attention. "What did you do to them witch?"
She laughed again. "I told you, they're mine. They won't obey your commands any longer. Arus will fall!"
"How dare you!" Haltor pulled out his gun and aimed it at Haggar. "Return them to me at once!"
"Never!" She spat. "You're a fool, just like your father! He could have ruled the universe, but threw it all away for a pretty face."
Haltor snarled at her. "Leave her out of this. I wanted revenge on my father's killer, but you insisted on this asinine plan of turning him into a Robeast."
"And it would have worked, if you hadn't interfered!"
Haltor leveled the gun at her. "I'm ordering you to release my men. Now."
"Over my dead body!" Haggar raised her staff and an eerie blue glow surrounded her and the air crackled with electricity.
Haltor fired.
Lance sent Red into a steep dive to avoid the enemy fire. A large cannon was responsible for most of the attack. "We need to take out that gun!"
"No kidding. And how do you propose we do that genius?" Jeff retorted.
Lance scowled. "Where the hell is Allura and Hunk?" He muttered.
"Right behind you Lance."
Lance looked at his monitor. Sure enough, Black and Yellow Lions were coming up behind him. And, to his surprise, so was another. "Allura? Who's that in Green?"
"Palda, it's me." Troi replied.
"Troi? TROI! What in God's name are you doing up here!" Lance turned his viewer to Allura. "What in hell possessed you to let my son up here?" He demanded angrily.
"Lance, calm down." Allura started.
"I will not 'CALM DOWN"! He's in no condition to be up here!" Lance yelled.
"Svavaliadeelin, he will be fine." Dorma cut in.
"Dorma, that's our son up here!"
"Yes, fighting right next to Jeff's daughter." Dorma replied.
"And Sven's son." Allura added.
Lance grew still. "Palda, you need my help. I can do this." Troi said confidently.
Lance still refused to answer. "Besides, I am a better pilot." Troi grinned down at his father.
Lance bit back a laugh. "Fine. Just make sure you follow orders." He told his son firmly. "And be careful." He added as an afterthought.
"Sa Palda."
"Are you guys going to stand around talking all day, or are we going to get his done?" Jeff cut in.
Lance ignored the jibe. "All right, enough said. Form Voltron." He ordered.
They quickly formed the giant robot and advanced on the enemy base. "Allura, we need to take out that cannon. Jeff, you and the others take care of those fighters." Lance told them.
"Hey Allura, I thought you left Keith back on Arus?" Jeff called out laughing.
The others laughed in unison. Allura smiled down at her view-screen. "I thought I did too."
"Ha-ha-ha." Lance interrupted. "Let's go."
They moved towards the base, but when they got close, Allura hesitated. Lance switched his com to private mode. "Allura, I don't know what went on in there with you and Haltor, but this guy is attacking us. He fired first."
"I know that Lance, but—"
"No buts Allura. He's killed your people, our friends. Do you want more deaths on your shoulders?" He asked quietly.
Allura clenched her eyes shut. "No. You're right Lance. He has to be stopped." She said quietly, thinking of Cliff, Keith, Pidge and her people.
"Good girl."
The mighty robot moved forward. "Spinning Laser Blades!" Allura ordered. The blades formed in Voltron's hands and he flung them at the base. Huge explosions rocked the structure.
The fighters stopped their attack on the Vehicle ships and swarmed Voltron. They distracted him enough that the main cannon was able to target and fire. The blast hit Voltron in the chest, knocking him backwards to the ground. The five pilots yelled in unison on impact.
Allura looked up first. "Lance? Hunk? Everyone all right?"
Hunk groaned and opened his eyes. "I'm here…sort of."
Dorma shook her head. "I am fine. Troi?"
"Sa Malda. Ees da trignal. I'm OK." The young man replied.
"Lance? Svavaliadeelin?" Dorma called out. There was no reply. "Lance! Answer me!"
Allura punched up the visuals to Red Lion. Lance lay sprawled across the control panel. "LANCE!"
He stirred, slowly pushing himself up one handed. "I'm…I'm OK. Just give me...a second."
"Svavaliadeelin?" Dorma questioned.
"I'm alright Babe. Just a little shook up." He shook his head and his vision cleared. "Now, where were we?"
Allura hesitated a moment. "We need to take out that gun."
"Then let's do it." Lance replied.
Voltron got to his feet and once again headed towards Haltor's base. "Lion Torches!" Allura ordered. Flames shot out of Voltron's hands, engulfing the building. "Now move in! Form Blazing Sword!" The blade appeared in Voltron's hands and he swung down at the cannon. It instantly disintegrated and debris rained down around them. "Great job Team. Let's finish off those fighters. Separate!" Voltron split into the five Lions. "Troi, you and Dorma lead the fighters away from the main base. Don't let them re-group. We'll take care of them out in space."
"Sa Commander." Troi replied. He sent Green zipping in and out of the fighters, getting them agitated enough to follow him. He then headed to the far side Deylinus.
Dorma hesitated before following her son. She set her communications to private mode. "Lance."
"Yeah Babe?"
"Where are you hurt?" She demanded.
"Who says I'm hurt?"
"Lance, do not lie to me. Where are you hurt?" She asked again, more forcefully this time.
Lance sighed. "I'm fine Dorma, just a little banged up."
He's lying. "Lance—"
"It's nothing that won't wait until we land. Look Dorma, get out there and cover Troi. That's an order." He told her sternly. She scowled down at him and cut the connection, then sped off to follow Troi. "Whew! That was close." Lance cradled his injured arm against his chest, shook his head again, and sent Red after the other Lions.
Meanwhile, Jeff was trying vainly to keep the fighters from entering Arus's air space. The fighters swarmed around him, effectively cutting him off from the rest of the Team.
"I could sure use some help over here!" Jeff called out.
"Getting soft in your old age Jeff?" Ginger asked laughing.
"Not old age, marriage!" Cinda added.
"Don't forget his little three girls!" Crick teased.
Jeff glared at his friends. "With friends like you guys, who needs enemies?"
Muffled laughter echoed across the speakers and the Vehicle Force appeared in Jeff's viewer. Soon most of the fighters surrounding him had been destroyed. "There Jeffery, all better." Ginger told him smiling.
"Hey Ginge, kiss my—" Jeff was interrupted by the explosion of the cannon. They all watched as the weapon fell to pieces before their eyes. "Well, I guess that takes care of that."
"I'll say." Crick added watching the Lion Voltron in approval.
"Jeff!" Allura called out.
"Right here Allura." Jeff answered.
"We've destroyed the main gun. Can you give us a hand with the rest of the fighters?" She asked.
"Already on it Majesty."
"One more thing…" She looked down at him. "Keep an eye on Lance. Dorma thinks he's hurt."
Jeff nodded. "Will do. Dunbar out."
Allura followed Hunk and Lance, taking down as many fighters as she could on the way. "Troi! How are you holding up?"
"Fine Vahlaa. She flies like a dream!" The young man answered as he dove in and out of the enemy fighters actually causing them to fire upon themselves.
Allura and Hunk laughed. "No doubt who his father is." Hunk said.
"Hey, stop picking on my kid." Lance chimed in.
"But Lance, it's so easy!" Allura added.
They all laughed again. Finding Keith and being able to strike back, had seemed to lift the pall of grief that had settled over all of them. Even Hunk was smiling for the first time in days.
Allura smiled as she destroyed yet another enemy fighter. "We're almost done here Team. Let's finish up and go find us some cheesecake."
Haltor felt the bolt hit him in the chest as it knocked him across the room. Blood poured from his chest, and his breathing was ragged. He looked up to see Haggar lying on the floor on the other side of the room, black blood covering her torso. Her staff lay on the floor between them. They both stared at it for a few moments, then both began to move.
Haltor struggled to his feet, and stumbled forward, getting his hands on it before Haggar could. "It ends now witch." Holding it above his head, it brought it down across his knees, breaking it in half. A fiery burst of blue light engulfed him, nearly knocking him senseless. Finally the light went out, and the two charred pieces of wood went clattering to the floor.
Haggar screamed. "NOOOOOOOO!" She got to her feet, and launched herself at Haltor, clawed fingers aimed at his face.
Haltor grabbed her by the wrists, and threw her to the floor. She screamed again and threw her self back up at him. He paused for a heartbeat, then drove his fist into her face. She went down in a heap.
Haltor stood, breathing heavily for a moment, before limping over to the console. Around him, his men seemed to awaken from a daze. One of them hurried over to his side. "Commander!"
Haltor waved the man back. "Stop the attack immediately."
"But, Sir—"
"I said stop the attack!" Haltor roared. The command room went silent. "Open a channel. Prepare to surrender."
His soldiers were stunned and looked from themselves to their commander in confusion. "Y-yes sir." The man turned to the computer.
Suddenly a huge explosion rocked the room, sending bodies flying everywhere. Haltor was knocked to his feet as the ceiling collapsed around him. "What happened?" He demanded.
One of his men crawled over to the computer. It hissed and threw off multicolored sparks. "Our main gun has been destroyed Sir. All weapons are offline."
"The fighters?"
The man shook his head. "We've lost all contact."
Haltor sighed. "Get me to my ship." He ordered.
"Yes Sir!" The man helped Haltor carefully to his feet. Passing Haggar's body, he paused.
Haltor shook his head. "Leave her." The man nodded and they hurried from the room. The hallways were full of debris, the lights flickered on and off and the whole place smelled of scorched ozone. Bodies and robots lay scattered throughout the wreckage. They picked their way through the rubble, eventually arriving at the landing bay.
Haltor's breathing was worsening and his vision was dimming around the edges. "Get me…inside…" The soldier helped his ailing commander into the ship. "Open a channel to Arus." Haltor ordered.
The man nodded and his fingers flew across the board. Before he could finish the task, they heard the doors open. Turning, they spied Haggar silhouetted in the doorway. The soldier drew his gun and fired at the same time Haggar fired one of her own. Both screamed and fell backwards.
Haltor looked on in disbelief. "What does it take to kill you witch!" He yelled as she got to her feet, her robes thick with blood.
"You will die for betraying me!" She screamed and as a knife appeared in her hands. With the last of her strength, she threw the knife, then collapsed in a heap onto the floor. She gave a shuddering gasp, then lay still.
Haltor peered at the knife protruding from his chest. He took a shuddering gasp for breath and knew he had only moments to live. He stumbled to the computer, punched in a few commands, then slumped to the floor.
Laying there he stared up at the ceiling as his eyesight darkened.
"Mother…Forgive me."
The base disintegrated in an explosion that rocked the surface of Deylinus. Both Voltron Forces looked on in shock as section by section, fire engulfed the buildings, burning unnaturally in the vacuum of space.
"What the hell just happened?" Lance asked mystified watching in his viewscreen as the base crumbled and the enemy ships ceased their attack.
"I have no idea." Jeff answered, just as confused.
"Don't let your guard down yet." Crick told them. He circled the burning base. "It looks like it self destructed some how."
"Weird. Why would Haltor do that? Even without his main weapon, he still had us outgunned." Hunk mused.
"Well, I'm not sticking around to find out." Allura banked Black into a sharp turn and sped towards Arus.
"We'll take care of this mess Lance. Get your ass back to Arus and get checked out." Jeff ordered. Lance started to protest, but Jeff cut him off. "That's an order Captain."
Lance scowled, but turned his Lion to follow Allura. The other three trailed at his heels. A few minutes later, they landed on the grass near the Castle. Black was already down and there was no sign of Allura.
Lance limped wearily down from his Lion, Dorma rushing into his arms. "Svavaliadeelin, are you all right?" She asked, her violet eyes wide with concern.
Lance nodded. "I love you Babe." He told her huskily, crushing her to him with his good arm. She relaxed into his embrace and he started to feel her healing powers tingle through him. Lance straightened and pushed her away. "No, save it for Keith."
Dorma hesitated a moment, then nodded. She took a step back as Annie rushed towards her brother with a medical team.
She gave him a quick once over. "Concussion and probably a broken arm. Get him to sick-bay STAT." She ordered crisply.
Lance let himself be eased down to a stretcher and carried into the Castle. Dorma smiled up at Hunk and Troi and together they followed him inside.