I don't own Elder Scrolls or Voltron :'(

Pidge

Pidge kept her eyes sealed shut as the feeling of free falling shook the whole cockpit. She would have screamed but her jaw was clenched so tightly no sound escaped. The jolt of impact and the bounce right after almost made Pidge empty her stomach. Green tumbled to a sharp stop, and then all was silent. Slowly, Pidge opened her eyes, heart pounding and fingers still tingling.

She stared out, all she could see was a lot of white, wherever she had landed, it was covered in snow.

"Well, that could have been worse… I guess…" she mumbled, she poked a few buttons and tried the screens but all the systems were down. Green was fried, and it was probably a safe guess that she wouldn't be back up for several varga.

"Okay… Okay girl, rest a bit. Don't worry, Pidge," she said aloud, beginning to talk to herself "you know the old saying, 'If you're lost, the best thing to do is stay put until someone finds you'," she told herself nodding.

'This will be nice, some ME time… No one to bother me for several hours of blessed silence…' she thought sitting back in her seat and closing her eyes. Her finger tapped out a rhythm on her armrest, boredom quickly taking over her adrenaline-soaked body. Her hazel eyes snapped back open.

"Never mind, screw sitting around," Pidge hastily unbuckled her seatbelt and all but bolted out of the Green Lion. A blast of frosty wind greeted her as she stumbled out into several feet of snow. Most of it was melted around Green's heated form. Her mask flashed up to cover her face and she shivered.

She tapped her helmet a few times, after a moment, it picked up what she could only assume was a road.

'If there's a road, then there must be a settlement somewhere,' she thought beginning to trudge through the snow if there was it was too far for her helmet to pick up. But at least she was `doing something. She looked up and sighed, between her and the road was an enormous hill, with a small thicket of what looked like pine trees.

"Just my luck," she glared at the hill before beginning to stumble up it, tripped a few times and crawling as the thick sheets of snow gave way and she slid back several feet. She was making less ground then her effort was going into.

Huffing in frustration but still determined, she struggled up, sinking knee deep in the snow and slush every time. But at least she was making some progress. She silently thanked the inventor of the paladin armor. It was space proof and waterproof, so logically it should be snowproof. Or at least preserve her body heat for a while.

The path she was making eventually led her into the pine trees, where the snow was considerably easier to walk in. She smiled sadly at the familiarity of Earth, before the Kerberos mission and before all the crazy Voltron stuff began, Matt and her dad would explore rivers, lakes, canyons, mountains, in all kinds of climates to prepare themselves for the Kerberos samples. She'd even joined them on a couple less extreme ones, she had even found her own—

She was torn back to reality as she tripped over a tree root and nearly ate dirt.

'This is why computers are better!' She thought bitterly, 'this black snow had been hiding the… Black snow?'

Raising her head, Pidge couldn't stop the scream that tore from her throat. There was a body pinned to the tree by six daggers, it was mutilated with its throat torn out. The snow around the whole clearing was stained so dark it was almost black.

She saw movement out of the corner of her eye, Pidge spun around, drawing her bayard which morphed into her katar. She held it out defensively, arms trembling. Across the small clearing was a very tall woman with a hood and mask, black robes with steel plating, and a black handprint on the chest plate. There was a large golden sword strapped to her back. Pidge was frozen to the spot when she met the woman's eye.

They glowed like live coals in the darkness, with scarlet irises and golden pupils.

Ailith

Ailith trudged through the snow, leaving a drained corpse and a few choice daggers behind. Her footprints were dark behind her, the snow stained red. She wiped her mouth as she went, her eyes on the horizon toward Winterhold.

She inhaled deeply, enjoying the crisp cold night air. It almost burned her lungs it was so cold. Ailith froze at the smell of hot metal. It was barely a hint on the wind, she frowned and sniffed again. It was definitely there, strongly. Annoyed, she turned and stalked towards the smell to investigate, if it was another Galra ship she would just clear it out now and then continue on to the city.

'Why does a Galra always show up while I'm in the middle of a contract?' She wondered, sighing. She pulled her mask up to cover her face, only her eyes could be seen under her hood. She broke into a light jog, enjoying the light breeze and clear night. The moons' light made the snow glitter like diamonds, and aurora lights danced across the velvety dark sky. She moved deftly and quickly, slipping through the snowberry bushes without even rustling them, she came around the side of the hill, she paused. There was a figure struggling up the snowy incline towards the pine thicket. She watched quietly for a moment as the small, yet admirably determined figure struggled closer and closer to traumatization. Ailith blinked slowly and began the hike up the hill, she got there first and leaned against one of the thick pine trees waiting with the patience that 678 years of Dark Brotherhood experience brings. She watched the small, possibly bosmer, woman stumble over a tree root and look up, screaming as she registered what was hanging on the tree. Ailith smirked and pushed off the tree, walking forward slowly. The girl spun around, holding a weapon out with trembling arms. Her bright hazel eyes were wide and frightened. Ailith froze, staring at her.

'Oh, Sithis… No…' she thought the Blade of Woe vanished from the hand she had hidden behind her. Staring back at her was almost identical to…. No… It wasn't possible…

Ailith stared at those bright, tear-filled hazel eyes. A contract crumpled in her fist and a knife in the other. The girl was so small, so frightened… Why did she have to be on the contract…? Why in Oblivion was she part of this contract…?

Ailith shook her head slightly, slowly holding up her empty hands.

"Who are you?" the child shrieked her hands were shaking so bad Ailith doubted she even had a firm grip on her weapon.

"Easy now," Ailith said calmly, her voice was smooth and soft, "I'm not going to hurt you," her burning eyes flicked between the girl and the corpse pinned to the tree. She reached up and slowly pushed her hood back, letting her mask fall down. There was no contract this time. No contract. She shook her long silvery hair back from her face, it fell in a wavy sheet.

"Where did you come from?" the girl demanded, sounding braver. Ailith forced herself not to smile, tried to keep the emotion from her face.

"I saw you climbing the hill. What you doing out here alone, child? This is Stormcloak territory, you could be killed," Ailith glanced around nervously as she heard snowberry bushes rustle in the distance. They needed to leave the area. Now.

"Child? I'm 14 years old!" the girl protested Ailith laughed coldly at that, she grinned at the girl's frightened expression.

"Yes, yes. 14, such a ripe old age. I'll consider you near adulthood when your…. say... 103. That's… about a sixth of my age," she smirked again as the girl's eyes went wide.

"Oh…" she breathed, Ailith chuckled again. She was 22 when she was turned, an unpleasant experience she didn't want to remember right this second. She shook her head slightly to clear the images away.

"Come," Ailith beckoned her "you don't want to be caught out here by the guards or the wolves," the girl remained stock still, jutting out her chin defiantly.

"You gonna skewer me too?" she demanded, Ailith glanced at the body again and let out a short impatient sigh.

"Don't be an insufferable guar, I have no plans to harm you," she snapped back, crossing her arms. The rustling in the bushes was growing louder, she just couldn't pick out if it was a platoon of soldiers or some large animal. She didn't really want to stick around to find out either. If it was guards, it would end in a blood bath that she would really rather avoid.

"I can manage by myself," the girl responded stoically, Ailith shrugged and backed into the tree line again, vanishing into the shadows. She watched, silently unsheathing her dwarven claymore as a low thunderous growl filled the clearing. The girl spun around, backing up slowly and still holding her weapon out, the sabercat stalked into the clearing. Its golden eyes on the girl's frail frame, she stumbled back, tripping on a tree root and landing hard on her back. Ailith tensed at the same time the sabercat did. But she was a half second faster, launching herself into the clearing and intercepting its pounce. Lashing out viciously, it backed off, snarling at her. Ailith let out a battle cry and charged the cat. It lashed out but she blocked the attacks with wards and buried her sword hilt-deep into its chest. She tore it out and slashed again and again until it collapsed, she glared at the girl, wrenching her sword out of its neck and finishing the job mercilessly.

"Are you going to come with me now? Or do we need a dragon to attack you first?" Ailith huffed, cleaning her blade and sheathing it roughly. The girl nodded silently, accepting Ailith's hand as she yanked her to her feet and guided her out of the clearing hurriedly.

"My name is Pidge…" the girl told her quietly, her voice shaking a little. Ailith pulled her mask back up, smiling softly.

"I'm Ailith," she told her, handing Pidge the only water skin she had that held… Well… Water.

AN: So here's chapter two. Told you this was a while in the making! So here's my co-writers second OC, Ailith. She's found Pidge, and that makes three of the five Paladins safe. Next chapter we'll see what Hunk and Lance are up to and later on, Allura and Coran as well.

Also, my co-writer has made her own account. Her username is TheCrookedQueen. She hasn't posted any stories yet, but she will soon! I promise!