Chapter 42

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"So this magic rock is gonna guide us to a mysterious planet?" Pidge questioned skeptically.

"The land known as Oriande."

Coran burst out laughing. "Oh, oh, I'm afraid someone's been ruggling your wimble, Prince Lotor. Oriande is just an Altean folktale. It doesn't really exist."

"That's what I thought Coran," Allura contradicted, "but now, I have a feel it's quite real."

"Legend has it that it's the birthplace of all Altean Alchemy," Tarin informed. "Lotor thinks it's where King Alfor learned the secrets that helped him create Voltron."

"Yes, and where Allura will master those same secrets so that my ships may enter the quintessence field."

"We may have to be careful with that plan Lotor," Tarin said crossing her arms and glaring up at the Emperor, "my research has led me to believe that there's multiple similar fields connected to our reality. If we mess up, we could just as easily go to one of those instead."

"I'm sure just as long Allura follows the same process as Alfor, everything will be fine."

She threw her hands in the air, "We don't even know his process!"

"I'm with her," Lance said. "What makes you the authority on crazy Altean nonsense. Coran knows more magic made-up gobbledygook than anyone I've ever met."

"Thank you, Lance," Coran smirked. "And I assure you, King Alfor never mentioned anything to me about travelling to Oriande."

"Would anyone mention going to a place that everyone else thought was a myth?" Jaz questioned rolling up in her wheelchair glaring up at the arguing group.

"She has a point," Shiro shrugged.

"Ok," Hunk spoke up raisng his hand, "even if this place is real; aren't you a little busy running your empire to take a magical vacation?"

"In order to transition the Galra Empire to a peaceful existence, I need to open up a pathway to the quintessence field. Once my people have access to unlimited energy, the old ways of the empire will be behind them."

"If this voyage is successful, the universe will finally be on the path to peace," Allura said holding up the key.

"Well, let's find out where we're going."

The Castle's holomap activated and Allura channeled her energy into the key. Light came out from it, highlighting three stars and placing a symbol in the center. "There. Between those three celestial bodies. That's where we're headed."

Tarin's ears perked up before flattening to her head. "Is that where I think it is?"

"If you mean the Patrulian Zone, then I believe you're correct," Coran voiced, his tone equally grim.

"The what now?"

"The Patrulian Zone is a mysterious part of space where ships enter and are never heard from again."

"Think of it like a Space Bermuda Triangle," Jaz added furrowing her brows. "No one really knows much about it because anyone who's tried to explore it has just vanished."

"Lotor! That area of space has been deemed unsafe to navigate for centuries!" Tarin exclaimed storming up to him. "Are you out of your mind?!"

"It's the perfect place to hide a magical world."

"Or to crash and die," Pidge grumbled.

"See! She's with the program!" Tarin said motioning to the Green Paladin. Growling, she pinched the bridge of her nose taking a breath to calm down. "Lotor, are you even considering what could happen if things go wrong? We could lose you and Voltron! It's simply too risky."

"Not if we approach with caution," Allura said. "Prepare our course Coran."

"Yes Princess."

-.-

"We're approaching the Patrulian Zone," Coran said.

"What's that up ahead?" Shiro questioned narrowing his eyes at the moving bodies through the void. "An asteroid belt?"

"No. Many parts of the Reef were surrounded by these. It's a graveyard, of ships," Jaz replied.

Lance gulped, "What caused them all to lose power?"

"No one knows," Tarin grumbled crossing her arms, "but it's why this place has been deemed an unpassable region for eons."

Pidge looked at her scanners, frowning as they picked up a massive energy surge coming from the middle. "I think we're about to find out."

The Castle rose out of the wreckage and stopped, all the passengers inside gasping at the sight. In front of them, was a white light, sending vast amounts of energy blasting out into space.

"Is that some kind of super massive star?"

"No," Pidge breathed, "It's unbelievable! It's a white hole!"

"Whoa! Take that theoretical physics!"

"Wait. What's a white hole?" Lance questioned.

"Well, unlike a black hole which has massive gravity and sucks everything in, a white hole is an opposite body that shoots massive amounts of energy out from an unknown source," Pidge explained.

"Incredible."

"It's blasting this whole area with crazy high radiation," Hunk informed.

"Causing all the ships to lose their power," Jaz concluded.

Lotor frowned, tapping his chin in thought. "The wise stand back from the fire, fools are burned on the pyre. The mystic being becomes one with the flame, the embers and he are the same."

"Is that like a song you're working on or something?" Lance asked. "Cause it sucks."

"Lotor's never been a good poet," Tarin smirked.

Lotor tossed Tarin an annoyed glance, before looking back to the others. "It's a poem by an ancient Altean alchemist. I discovered it carved next to a cave painting of a fiery sphere. I never realized until now that is describes the route to Oriande."

Tarin raised a skeptical brow, "Or a dumb way to die."

"We must go into the white hole," Lotor continued looking to Allura.

"Are we seriously navigating by cave poerty now?" Hunk asked raising his hand again.

"How are we supposed to go through the white hole?" Pidge questioned. "If we go any closer we're gonna end up like those dead ships in there!"

"Not necessarily," Jaz spoke up turning towards them. "My people use a similar method to travel to and from our home dimension, theoretically speaking, a white hole could be a natural gateway rather than the one we made through magic."

Allura nodded, "Then we'll wormhole inside."

"Princess!" Coran protested.

"You can't be serious!" Tarin exclaimed.

"Voltron can withstand forces other ships cannot."

"That's not a guarantee," Tarin said. "Yes, perhaps Voltron is stronger because it's made from some special comet! But that doesn't mean it isn't affected by the same forces! Have you even tested what it can withstand?"

"No. But we have to try."

"Princess," Shiro said standing up, "are you sure?"

"If this is the home of Altean alchemy, then Voltron will make it through."

"And what if it's just another nuculear explosion in space?" Lance questioned. "Then we're toast."

"Princess, I think you've taken this quest far enough!" Coran said, "Lotor is sending you to your doom."

"I'm with him!" Tarin said pointing to Coran. "This whole plan is insane!"

"Quite the opposite, it is a mission of life discovery," Lotor replied.

"You need to zip it!"

"No! What he needs to do is listen for once in his life!" Tarin exclaimed. "Lotor! This is mad! I know you want to know more about your heritage, but this is taking it too far! Have you stopped to consider the results if you're wrong? You would die and Voltron would die! And my father—Sendak—would take over the empire and send things back right to the way they were!"

"But what if I'm right Tarin?" Lotor rebutted turning to her gently taking her hand. "Think about it, if the legends are true, we could end all of this. Bring about a new age of peace for the Galra and the rest of the universe. I know you're worried, but the discoveries we could make here outweigh the risks."

"Believe me," Allura added, "I would never ask any of you to do this if I didn't know…if I didn't feel in my heart that this is true. I belong here."

"This is as far as we can go, if we go any further we'll be affected by the radiation," Pidge said.

"Let's suit up and get to our lions," Shiro ordered.

-.-

"Alright Coran, open up a wormhole," Shiro ordered as Voltron floated over the Castle.

"Well, let's fly into the cosmic death storm," Lance grumbed.

/Good luck guys/ Jaz said opening the Wormhole.

Flying through the portal, Voltron emerged in the white hole. They all grunted at the force that greeted them on the other side, slowly pushing Voltron back.

"We're being blasted backwards! Full power to thrusters!" Shiro commanded.

The thusters burst to life, and they finally began moving forwards through the energy field. /We're making progress!/ Allura said as they began inching forwards.

Approaching the white orb, they all stopped to stare as a glowing form began to take shape. /Is that…a lion?/ Lance questioned.

The glowing beast's head emerged from the center and it's maws opened with a roar. A blast hit them and sent Voltron flipping back.

/Why is it attacking us?!/ Allura said confused as she gripped her controls with almost white knuckles. This couldn't be right. If her father really had come here years ago why would it be attacking them? Shouldn't it be welcome the product of one of its own?

"Fire lasers!" Shiro commanded.

Pidge shoved Green forwards, firing her blasters. Her eyes widened as the blast just went through it. /There's nothing to hit!/

The lion opened its mouth again and fired.

-.-

The screams of the Paladins echoed through the comms. Everyone on the bridge grimaced and Tarin whirled on Lotor, grabbing him by the collar. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT! I TOLD THAT THEY COULDN'T MAKE IT! WHY DO YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME?!"

"Tarin I do listen," Lotor interjected. "It's just—"

"Just what Lotor?!" she growled. "Just the fact you can never admit you're wrong?" Lotor remained quiet, reaching out a hand towards her only to have it slapped aside by the frustraited woman. "No, I don't want to hear it," she turned walking off the bridge and leaving him looking after her dejectedly.

"Lotor," Coran spoke up. While he did want to blame the man right now for what was going on with the Paladins, Tarin had already stolen everything he wanted to say and then some. "What—What's going on with your face?"

"What?"

The Awoken girl looked at him, her blue skin glimmering with stardust patterns, "You have Altean marks. And they'd glowing."

"The mark of the chosen." Lotor's eyes widened in realization. Tarin was right, Voltron couldn't make it through. "VOLTRON! GET OUT OF THERE! THAT THING IS A GUARDIAN! IT'LL ONLY ALLOW WORTHY ATLEANS THROUGH!"

/OH THANKS FOR THE TIP!/

/Pull Back!/ Shiro ordered and the signal from Voltron began to grow closer to the Castle as they began their retreat.

It was then the scanners began flashing. "We've got an energy spike coming our way!" Jaz said.

"Activating particle barrier!" Coran replied. The barrier lifted and the beam of energy slammed into it, destoying it in less than five ticks. "ALL SYSTEMS SHUTTING DOWN! OUR STABILIZERS AREN'T WORKING! WE'RE LISTING INTO THE GRAVEYARD!"

"Voltron!" Jaz called as she spotted the lions floating uselessly around the field.

/I can't control my lion/

/Me neither. I've lost power/

/I'm dead in the water!/

/I think we all are/ Shiro concluded grimly.

/These lions aren't going anywhere/

/Everyone, prepare for a manual EVA. Rendezvous back at the Castle. We need to figure this out/

-.-

"Are all of you ok?" Jaz asked rolling over to them as the group walked in onto the bridge.

"We're fine Jaz," Allura nodded. "How're things here?"

"We managed to restore auxillary power, but it won't last long," Coran informed. "If we don't get the Castle up and running within the next quintant, we'll be out of air."

"Maybe we can decrease our breathers by one," Lance growled at Lotor.

"If this is the home of Altean alchemy why can't Voltron get in?" Pidge questioned putting her hands on her hips.

"I have a better question," Hunk interrupted as Lotor was about to answer, "What's going on with your face?"

"I am sorry to put us in this position," Lotor apologized, "but I think I know the answer. Look at Allura and Jaz."

All heads turned to the two women and they could see Allura's marks glowing while Jaz had brighter stardust marks than she normally did. "You have them too," Allura pointed out.

"It's called the Mark of the Chosen. They're mentioned in some of the Oriande legends. They indicate those worthy of entering the realm," Lotor explained.

"Wait, why aren't Coran's marks glowing?" Shiro asked.

"There are different types of Alteans. Allura possesses a deep connection to ancient Altean energy. It enables her to operate the teludav and change her shape and size. Her father had greater alchemic understanding than any before him," Lotor answered. "Others are…less magical—no offense."

"Wait," Pidge said, "you said Alteans right? Then why is Jaz glowing?"

"I dunno?"

"So what now?" Tarin grumbled crossing her arms.

"Allura, Jaz, and I need to enter the white hole alone."

"WHAT?!" Coran exclaimed. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! JAZ IS STILL INJURED! AND WHAT ABOUT THE MONSTER?!"

"The monster is a guard keeping the unworthy out. It won't hurt us."

"But look what happened last time," Tarin growled stepping forwards.

"I'm with her!" Lance said pointing to the Galra woman. "You said it wouldn't hurt us last time and it did! Why should we believe you?!"

"And besides, how would you even get there? We're stuck," Pidge reminded.

"We can use the personal transport crafts," Allura offered.

"Allura please," Coran pleaded grabbing her shoulders, "it's too dangerous!"

Allura looked apologetic as she gently removed the advisor's hands from her shoulders. "Coran, I must gain some kind of alchemic knowledge in Oriande, both to save our own lives and bring peace to the universe."

"Then I must protest Jaz's involvement!" he continued.

"I'm not a child! I'm going! With or without your permission!" she challenged.

Lance looked at the advisor and stepped forwards, "Coran! Don't tell me you're going to cave in on this!"

"Lance," Shiro spoke, "she's right. The ship is stuck unless the princess can somehow get it restarted."

"Don't worry," Allura reassured. "I'm sure this'll work. I can feel it."

-.-

Jaz, Lotor, and Allura shot out from the Castle, flying towards the white hole. Making it inside, they wove through the debris, making sure not to hit each other as they moved towards the portal and its guardian. The lion looked at them and all three braced themselves as it opened its maw and they were shrouded in white light.

The light faded and Jaz opened her eyes gasping. She knew this place, she knew the pink and violet mists that travelled across the landscape, she knew the rocks and mountains appearing between, and she knew those rings in the sky that the light was passing through. Just on the other side of this vast desert was her home, the Dreaming City.

"It's amazing," Allura breathed.

"I agree," Lotor smiled as they landed.

Stepping off her lander, Jaz collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face. How long? How long had it been since she'd seen her home? She picked up dirt in her hands and let the familiar sands cascade through her fingers.

"Jaz!" Allura said crouching beside her. "What's wrong?!"

"I…I never thought I'd see this place again," she whispered removing her helmet letting her hair blow in the breeze.

"You know this place?" Lotor questioned.

Jaz nodded, wiping away her tears. "Those rings, above the desert, do you see them?" Allura and Lotor looked to the east, seeing the rings floating in the sky, letting light cascade down. "On the other side of those, across the vast desert and mist plains, is my home. The place I trained to be a warrior, the place I honed my magic, the Dreaming City. After the Galra…after everything…" she put her head in her hands trying to hide her tears, "I never thought I'd see it again!"

Allura hugged Jaz tightly, letting the woman she saw as a sister cry. "I understand Jaz, more than you know."

Jaz laughed lightly, pulling out with a soft smile. "I know, and I thank you for that Allura. I apologize for that."

"Jaz," Allura started putting a hand on her shoulder, "don't apologize for your emotions. They make us strong, they make us who we are. You shouldn't let them make you feel weak."

"I don't plan on it."

"Jaz," Lotor interrupted cautiously stepping forwards, "none of my travels and research has prepared me for this, do you know where we're trying to reach?"

Jaz stood up, startling Allura as she quickly stood up to help, "Are you sure? You still aren't at your best yet?"

"I feel stronger just by being back home," Jaz answered looking up at the sky. "Considering where we are…I think I know where we need to go," she turned walking towards the mountains, "Follow me."

-.-

"Anything?" Pidge as from where she worked with Hunk, Tarin, and Coran under the main console in the engine room.

"No."

"What's happening? What do you think they're doing now?" Lance questioned nervously shaking his leg.

"Now?"

"Yes."

"No," Coran said.

"Wait, what?" Lance questioned looking at them all.

"We're not talking to you Lance," Pidge snapped. "Is this doing anything?"

"Not currently," Tarin grumbled smacking the side of the console. "And smacking it doesn't do anything either, so it's not one of those systems."

"Ok. How about now?"

"Do you think she's all right? I mean, will they be able to get back?" Lance continued.

"I don't think so," Hunk supplied.

"WAIT WHAT?!" Lance exclaimed.

"He's not talking to you!"

"Well excuse me for being concerned!"

"We're all concerned," Tarin growled, "but we have bigger worries right now."

"Coran try to fire the chargers."

"It's just nerve-racking waiting for Allura to get back."

"I'm afraid they're dead."

"WHAT?!"

"THE CHARGERS!"

"SHIRO! CAN YOU PLEASE TAKE LANCE?!"

Lance pouted as they went out into the hall and he began pacing. "It's ok Shiro, I'll be quiet. You don't have to babysit me."

"Lance, let me ask you something," he said. "Do you remember, on Olkarion, how you asked me about talking to you from inside Voltron?"

Lance perked up, turning around to face his leader, "Yeah? What about it?"

"What happened there?" Shiro questioned looking at him, nothing but confusion showing in his eyes. "I can't remember any of it."

"Well, we were all in some kind of mystical Voltron mindspace and you were yelling something, but I couldn't hear you," Lance answered tilting his head questioningly. "Are you ok?"

Shiro sighed, his hands clenching into fists by his side as he shook his head. "I—I don't know. My head…I'm just…" he sighed, "I'm feeling so confused. It's like…"

"Like what?" Lance pried gently as his friend slowly trailed off.

"Like I'm not myself," Shiro confessed his grey eyes meeting his own.

Lance felt worried. It explained a lot, some of his behavior, maybe an after-effect of torture. But hopefully, it was minor. "It's probably just a lack of oxygen," he reassured grabbing Shiro's shoulders and moving him to the wall, "You should sit down for a little while. We'll get through this."

But why did it feel like things were going to get worse before they got better?

-.-

"I wonder if Father climbed this mountain?" Allura panted as she and Lotor climbed after Jaz as she led the way through her homeland.

"It's likely," Jaz replied grinning as she managed to heave herself on another rock, continuing to feel stronger as her energy returned. "I mean, getting through this mountain range is the only way to reach the temple overland. My mom and I made this trip with our family friends dozens of times throughout my childhood."

"You know, I envy you two, growing up with your parents," Lotor grumbled trailing behind them. "I always wanted to be an explorer and learn about the universe. My father was only interested in conquering it. he once put me in charge of a planet for a year, running the quintessence mining and getting to know the local population. Rather than employ the usual Galran methods of subjugation, I worked alongside the planet's leadership, learning their customs. We only extracted as much quintessence as could be replentished. And I enjoyed my time there quite a bit."

"Why do I feel like this story's about to turn dark?" Jaz commented as they reached the top.

"My father found out what was happening," Lotor continued. "He ordered me to destroy the planet. I refused and he sent me away."

"At least you stood up for those people," Allura reassured.

"He destroyed them all. I was powerless to stop him. I spent the following centuries searching for clues about my Altean heritage, another culture destroyed by Zarkon," Lotor growled.

"I'm glad you're here now, we never would've gotten here without you," Allura said and Jaz raised a brow.

"Really? I live here. This is my home. We would've found it and come here eventually," she deadpanned. "Now come on, the longer we stay here the less air our friends have. The temple's just on the other side of this ridge." Climbing up the slope, she put her hands on her hips with a smirk as the other two grimaced at the grueling walk ahead. "See? Not too far to go!"

-.-

Walking up the steps to the temple, they could see the glowing form of a white lion waiting for them at the entrance. "Guess that explains why the Dreaming City has cat statues all over the place," Jaz remarked leading the way towards it as it turned around and went inside.

Stepping into the temple they breathed in awe as they gazed at the ornate carvings around them. "Look at this ancient writing," Allura admired.

"It looks like the writing on the temple back home," Jaz whispered.

"The Temple of the Alchemists," Lotor spoke. "The mysteries we seek are hidden somewhere deep inside."

"Jaz, can you read any of this?" Allura inquired admiring the writing.

"Let me try," she said biting her lip, "my ancient languages are a tad rusty." Trailing a finger across the lines she started giving a synopsys. "So basically, the ancients who built this temple believed in the practice of light magic, brighting light and good to the universe. But, they felt conflicted in how to use it. Half believed they should stay here, and learn more, let their people grow until the time was right. The other half believed that they had to go out into the universe and share their light with the rest of the universe. So they did as such, half of the ancient race remained to harness their powers until the time was needed, and the others left, splitting the population in two…"

"And over time becoming their own separate races," Lotor realized. "The Alteans, who left to share their gift, and the Awoken, who stayed behind. The Alteans and the Awoken share the same lineage," he placed his hand on the wall gazing up at it with wide eyes, "they are both descended from the same ancient race who devised the methods of Altean alchemy."

Allura's eyes shined bright at the prospect, if this were true, then perhaps her people we're truly lost. "Incredible."

A growl came from the far side of the room and the three of them turned, spotting the lion at the other doorway waiting. Following it, they entered another hall, this one lined with massive statues bearing Altean characteristics with what appeared to be Awoken armor.

"The Sages of Oriande," Allura smiled. "My father used to tell me about their exploits. I thought they were just children's stories."

"You aren't the only one," Jaz muttered. "I remember Queen Mara telling me about them. She always spoke as if she knew them."

Lotor huffed, "The tales you two grew up with were not just children's stories. They ring with truth, and you two are the ones who can find out their secrets."

The temple rumbled and they all turned as the statues began moving. Leaping out of the way as two staffs slammed down, they rolled to their feet staring up at two more. It swung down to stab them, but stopped when Allura raised the key. "Great protectors," she said kneeling, "we seek passage through your land. We bring you this gift."

The statue bowed down taking the key in its hand and there were two thuds. Turning, they saw the statues blocking their way stand at attention, letting them pass through peacefully. Walking down the passage, they entered another chamber where the lion stood waiting.

"Another challenge," Jaz grumbled.

"It would appear so," Lotor agreed. "We may likely have to prove we're worthy to be here."

It was as if the lion growled in confirmation, vanishing into thin air. Then the door slammed shut behind them. "We're trapped," Allura gasped.

The room rumbled again and the ceiling slowly began to descend towards them. "Oh wonderful."

"Quick! There must be a clue," Lotor said. "Something a trained Altean or Awoken would recognize!"

Nodding the three began scanning the room, searching for something. "There!" Allura exclaimed running over to the two small pillars the lion had been standing between. "They look like the teludav in the Castle!" Placing her hands on it, Allura began concentrating, a glow emanating from her hands. Above them, on the descending ceiling, a wormhole opened and passed over them.

-.-

Lotor opened his eyes finding himself standing on a white plane, alone. "Allura? Jaz?" he called, his voice echoing over the empty landscape. Turning around he found himself face to face with the white lion.

The great beast growled, charging towards him. Leaping over it, he rolled to his feet, grabbing its jaws as it attempted to bite down on his head. "I will never yield! I will gain your secrets!" he challenged, crying out as it bit down on his arm, hurling him across the white field. Skipping along the ground, he came to a stop and stood up, pulling out his sword. "VICTORY OR DEATH!"

The lion leapt at him and he swung his blade right through it. He won.

Everything erupted in white light and Lotor fell to his knees. He was standing outside of the temple. He failed the test.

"No…NO!"

-.-

Allura found herself alone, hearing a growl to her left, she turned seeing the lion standing there waiting. The great beast growled and lunged towards her forcing her to dodge out of the way. "I do not wish to fight! I come seeking knowledge!" she pleaded grunting as it slammed into her. Rolling to her feet, Allura bit her lip. "What do I do?"

The lion turned growling and charging at her.

"No. This isn't the way," she whispered. "I seek the secret of life…I give my own." She fell to her knees and let the lion fly at her.

-.-

"GUYS!" Jaz shouted looking for her friends. Sensing something she turned forming a magic blast in her hand. But, when she saw what stood across from her, she stopped in her tracks. The lion, it stood there watching her.

Lowering her hand, Jaz sunk to her knees. She knew this. Those who sought the magic of life, never found it through death.

She extended a hand of peace, "I will not fight you."

The lion walked towards her and rested its muzzle in her hand. Closing her eyes, Jaz let the light consume her.

-.-

"Jaz…"

"Jazmyne…"

Opening her eyes, Jaz gasped as her own gaze met the glowing blue eyes of Mara Sov. "Queen Mara," she bowed.

"Stand," the Queen spoke, her voice echoing with power as the girl quickly rose to comply. "It has been a long time. I see you have found the temple of our ancestors. The temple my mother trained me in magic she helped create."

"Your…" Jaz trailed off unsure how to process the Queen's words.

"My mother was one of the Ancient Life Givers," Mara said, "one whose blood you share. It is no surprise you found your way here. You could say it was your destiny."

"My destiny?" Jaz questioned. "What do you mean?"

"Only those with an innate connection to magic and the universe around them can enter this place. Your connection with magic rivals my own, you and Allura's. You're both meant for great things."

"Allura! Where is she?!" Jaz exclaimed.

"Safe," Mara said.

Jaz nodded, letting out a breath. "So what's the secrets of the ancient magic of our people? That I have come to learn?"

"Those secrets already lie within you Jazmyne," Mara said resting her hand on her cheek, "and without a doubt, you will make the finest mage and, with my reign reaching its end, the greatest Queen our people have known."

-.-

"Oxygen levels—5 percent," the computer alerted as everyone sprawled on the bridge trying to come up with plans to turn on the power again.

"There must be some way for us…" Pidge gasped, "to harness the power of the white hole…" she took another gasping breath, "and use it to get the ship working."

"We tried everything. I don't think…I can keep moving."

"Maybe…" Tarin gasped, "there's extra air…in the space suits?"

The alarm began beeping and Lance looked up. "Hey guys look it's Allur…" he trailed off passing out.

-.-

"You did it!" Coran praised weakly as Allura powered up the ship.

"We should've never doubted you," Lance panted.

"I couldn't have done it without Jaz and Lotor," Allura smiled, "without them, I doubt we would have made it in time."

"You are a true Altean alchemist," Lotor nodded, "Oriande was for you and Jaz, not for me."

"I know," Jaz smiled stretching, "feels good to be back at full strength. I am never using that wheelchair again."

Shiro smiled, "It's good to see you back on your feet."

A/N: hey guys! So, what did you think of my Awoken-Altean relation theory?! I know it's kinda out there, and I tried to tie it together the best I could. But the idea came to me earlier in the story and I just couldn't leave it out! Anyways, I'll see y'all next chapter!