(I had this idea on the back burner for a while now and had started writing this story but got a little discouraged wondering if anyone will even read this story.
If you're interested in this story and want me to finish writing it, please send me feedback. I really need the motivation and feedback is sorely needed.)
The plot takes place on an abandoned galra ship (aka: a ghost ship XD ) and team Voltron board it to find out what happened and what information they can get from said ship. While searching, something weird is going on with lance …
Can team Voltron figure out the mystery of this ghost ship before it's too late?
(Preview bit from story)
lance stood in the doorway watching the hall when Keith piped up "lance! Could you give me a hand here!" Apparently Keith had found a door that was stuck and couldn't pry it open himself. Lance huffed "alright I'm coming"
But As lance made his way towards Keith-
"Lance"
Lance froze, hearing a familiar voice from behind him. He turned around to see a short figure stand just outside the door peeking in.
Lance's eyes widened in surprise and shock. Only able to mumble one word.
"Sylvio?"
He couldn't believe his eyes. Standing there in the doorway Was his nephew.
Meanwhile.
Keith was getting frustrated with the door he was trying to open, to no avail. He thought he heard Lance mumble something. But didn't pay it any mind.
But when Lance didn't come to help him, Keith started wondering what was taking lance and looked behind him.
Lance wasn't anywhere to be found.