Hello everyone! Here I am again!
So some people didn't really know that Lance died, and it was never confirmed, but from all I can gather it happened, if only for a few seconds.
Let me explain.
In the first episode of season 6, "Omega Shield", Lance dives to Allura's rescue after she is in danger of electrocution (at least I'm pretty sure it's electrocution). It looks EXTREMELY painful, and when Allura goes to see if he's alright he's not moving. At all. Then she does the weird glowy-hand-quintessence thing we see in the last episode of the season with Shiro. Granted it's not as extreme, but when she did it with Shiro we knew that he was dead.
So the way I took it, was that Lance died in his effort to protect Allura and she brought him back; just like we see her do with Shiro later.
I don't know if this is true, or if something happened at a CC to disprove this and Lance was only severely injured, but until that happens I'm going to continue beleiveing he died in that episode.
Now, I'm going to be doing a team reaction to Lance's Broadsword, but I thought I would have a different chapter first.
It's been in my head for a while, so I now present to you my version of Altean!Lance!
Time: Sometime between 'The Belly of The Weblum' and 'Escape from Beta Traz'.
P.S- How they got captured isn't really important, so there's no real backstory except: captured.
P.P.S- There is a species featured in this story that doesn't appear until a later episode, and I have a head cannon that females of this species make great companions, but the males are literal killing machines that can't really be tamed. You'll see.
For once, when everything went wrong, it wasn't Lance's fault. A fact which suprised both Lance himself and the rest of the team. Even more surprising was Allura being the one at fault.
Of course, the Altean's information had been proved to have been outdated before. Such as the swap meet that had been described to be a dangerous and perilous mission that they might not come back with all their limbs with, which turned out to just be a space mall.
It wasn't surprising that it was wrong this time, too.
"Well, it's been nice knowing all of you." Pidge declares from her cell across from Lance. He could practically hear Hunk's eyes widening, Keith's blank expression, and Shiro's dissaproving frown.
"C'mon, Pidge, don't joke around like that." Hunk called nervously somewhere to Lance's left, his voice shaking. "I'm sure Allura and Coran are on their way right now with the Castle to rescue us. Even though this was supposed to be a three day mission. And they don't know we've been captured. Or that the Galra have our lions. OR that we've been taken captive inside a massive Galran spaceship-"
"Hunk, you need to calm down." Shiro said from his own cell, interrupting the increasing panic coming from Hunk.
"Don't you have even a little bit of faith? They'll come for us, break us out, we'll kick some Galra butt, and then be through a wormhole in no time." Lance put in enthusiastically, even if the uneasy pit in his stomach was growing by the minute.
There was a moment of silence, where everyone seemed to contemplate Lance's words (as that is basically what happened whenever they got captured in the past) before Keith scoffed.
"And what if they don't come, Lance? We need to find a way out ourselves. We can't simply wait for a rescue that's probably not coming."
"Way to be the downer, Mullet. I was just being optimistic!" Lance threw back. He heard Pidge groan.
"We don't have time for optimism!" the Red Paladin shouted back, slamming his fist into the floor. Or wall. Lance couldn't see him, so he was just guessing where he was in the cell. Assuming they were all in the same sort of cell.
There were a lot of assumption going around, and to Lance, that was not boding well for them.
He surely hoped the others cells were the same as his. Lance's cell was about ten feet long, and twelve feet wide, with the only thing in it being a small ledge which was supposed to act as a bed. The only lighting in the room came from the small, barred opening in the door, where typical Galra purple filtered through.
Currently, Lance himself was draped across the slab of concrete called a bed, drumming his fingers along the top of his thigh in a nervous tick.
"Guys, we need to stay focused." Shiro stated calmly, sensing the clearly rising tension between the Blue and Red Paladin's.
Lance huffed at his little argument starter being shot down, but he supposed Shiro was right.
Plus, he couldn't help but feel even more uneasy than usual. It definitely wasn't the first time they had been in one of these situations. And before, they always got out fine, with or without the other Altean's help.
But when Lance's stomach twisted again, and his muscles started to tense even more, he knew this would only end in disaster, despite claiming optimism to the rest of Team Voltron.
"Okay, so does anyone have any idea on how-" Hunk started, but was interrupted by the 'whoosh' of a metal door from Lance's left.
Lance's eyes widened, and he sat bolt upright, fists clenched, staring out into the hall. He heard the sound of sentries-four, if he heard right-along with another pair of footsteps, most likely belonging to a Galran Officer.
Great. Sentries they could handle easily enough without weapons, but an Officer? That would be much more difficult.
The footsteps stopped, and Lance could hear the beep of a lock being deactivated right next to his cell. His stomach churned more when he heard Hunk's labored breathing as a sentry no doubt pulled him from his cell. And with a faint click, no doubt put restraints on him as well.
There was another click, and he heard rather than saw Pidge being manhandled out of her cell.
"Get your paws off of me!" she screeched. There was a light scuffle, but the restraints clicked into place soon after, along with a light chuckle.
"You're quite the fighter, I see." a deep voice bellowed, no doubt belonging to the Galran Officer.
Then the sentries appeared at Lance's door, and he sprang to his feet just before the beep signaled it was unlocked. He gulped, knowing what he was about to try would probably be as successful as Pidge's attempt. But he couldn't just stand there and let himself be restrained, could he?
When the door slide open and he saw the sentries-two in front of the door, one holding the restraints-he pounced. With a war cry, he flung himself at the two robots, fists clenched and muscles ready to work.
He bashed the robot not holding the restraints with his right shoulder, where it bashed into the wall and started to spark. He quickly whipped around to face the other one, not taking any heed of the precenses behind him.
That was the worst mistake he could have made.
His eyes set on the sentry in front of him, his whole body suddenly felt only pain. Lance distantly heard people yelling his name as his vision turned white, and he may or may not have screamed. He's honestly not sure.
The next thing he was aware of, however, was a throaty laugh and the ground his face was smashed against. Lance's muscles spasmed, and the only thing that ran through his mind was the hurt he felt.
His ears were ringing, and he distantly acknowledged that strong, gloved hands were gripping his upper arms. He felt himself being pulled up, and with half lidded eyes he wobbled before the arms tightened even more.
Lance's vision was blurry, but he managed to make out black and red blob's being led out of their cells by something shiny.
Shiro. And that was Keith. His head lolled to the side, and he caught glimpses of a larger yellow blob and a small green one being held by more shiny things. Hunk and Pidge.
But wasn't there a Galran Officer?
Lazily his head lolled back, falling onto something hard. His mind snapped back to focus with a groan when he came face to face with the Galran holding onto him.
There was a sinister smile on his face, fangs poking out between his lips. His skin was a dark purple with a single line of light, purple hair going down the middle of his head. Lighter marks went from his neck all the way to the corner of his pupiless, yellow eyes, with a small indent going away from the eyes.
"I see we have even more of a fighter in you." he announced, somehow tightening the iron grip he had on Lance's upper arms.
Lance groaned, his muscles unconsciously spasming. Electrocution, then. He was definitely electrocuted.
The Galran huffed, before grabbing Lance's wrist and bringing them behind his back, placing them in his own restraints. Lance tugged on them experimentally, and yipped when a smaller, but still painful, jolt of electricity ran through his arms.
"You're species does not have a very high tolerance to pain, do you?" he grabbed Lance's face, squeezing until Lance winced. "No wonder, your skin has no protection."
"Leave him alone." Shiro finally announced after seeing Lance wince. He felt the Officer turn his head behind him, but just as soon tuned back to look at the back of Lance's head.
Lance was spun around so he was on the side of the Galran, his hand still on his arm, facing the rest of his team being detained by sentries.
"This is an important member of your team then, hm? I didn't see any of you speaking up for the green one, after all." he jerked him forward slightly, and Lance felt his face go ashen.
Of course he didn't want any other members of his team to be in this position, but why did it have to be him? Why was it always him who seemed to gain some sort of unwanted attention? Lance knew he had good looks and could charm the ladies, but he didn't exactly think that would apply in this situation.
"He is a member of our team." Shiro said neutrally, face blank. Lance knew what he was doing, trying to downplay his real panic, but it still hurt to hear that he was just another person on the team.
He glanced to the side, and saw a cruel smirk curl up the Galran lips.
"I'll take that as a yes."
With that he was pushed forward, sending a glare at the Officer as he stumbled.
"Hey, careful with the merchandise! It takes a long time to get this kind of beauty."
The Galran merely rose an eyebrow, pushing him to the front, the rest of Team Voltron following behind him.
"I see you are also the loud one, then."
"The loud one?! I'll have you know-" Lance was abruptly cut off as the Galran brought up his other hand and slapped him across the face. He didn't need to look at his face to know there would be a bruise there in the morning.
If they even got to see another morning.
"Lance, do us all a favour and shut up for once." Keith growled, glaring at the back of Lance's head.
The Blue Paladin threw his own halfhearted glare over his shoulder. "Well, someone has to speak up, right? Or did we all agree at some point that we would just do whatever our captors want?"
The Galran chuckled, and pushed Lance ahead of him as he started to walk out of the room.
"I quite like you, Paladin. You have a wit that is not seen with most of the prisoners that come through here. Maybe I can convince General Utev to spare you if you manage to survive. Then we could have some more fun."
Lance's breath hitched, and he felt his face go paler, but he managed a shaky laugh. "If we're going to have fun, don't I deserve to know your name first? It's sort of a custom on my planet to know the name of someone who's going to kill you eventually." Total Bull, but that was sort of Lance's specialty.
The most important lesson Lance learned was how to act confident even if you have no idea what you're doing. People don't tend to question you if you seem to know what you're doing, or don't look like you're scared.
But, in reality, Lance was scared the majority of the time. Especially right now. Not so much for himself, but for his friends, which unfortunately included Keith.
The officer hummed in response. "Very well, as you and you're friends will die soon, and the Black one will go to Zarkon." Lance gulped, glancing back at the Galran. "You will know me as Officer Exoran."
"Nice to meet you, Exoran, my names Lance." he blurted out before he could think. "Now that that's out of the way, why don't we all just relax, you take these restraints off of us, and we all just have a nice long talk about tea?"
There was a palpable silence, and Lance felt his cheeks flush as he realized how ridiculous he just sounded. Sit down and talk about tea? Where the heck did that come from?
They finally made it to a new door, this one larger than the one they had exited. Exoran stopped beside Lance and pressed his hand to the sensor, which lit up green. The door slid open with a hiss, and Lance was abruptly shoved in.
He landed with a yelp on his right side, and heard three other thumps from behind him. His head whipped up and he saw Shiro standing in at them, eyes wide in alarm. Keith, Pidge, and Hunk were all laying on the floor, still restrained, also looking out into the soft purple light of the hallway.
Exoran smiled with nothing but malicious intent, and pressed his hand to the sensor again, but didn't let go even when it flashed.
"What are you doing?!" Shiro exclaiming, whipping around and facing the Galran the best as he could, anger clear in his charcoal eyes.
Exoran calmly looked to the Black Paladin, then back at the other Paladin's. His gaze landed on Lance, and his grin only widened.
"I hope you all enjoy Kropi's company. He hasn't had anything to eat for quite a while, though, so he might be a bit...peckish."
With that Exoran brought his hand off of the sensor and the door closed with a hiss and a click, effectively locking them all in darkness only broken by two lone lanterns by the door.
"Great. Stuck in a dark room with 'Kropi', who is apparently hungry." Pidge says sardonically while standing up and glancing down at him. "Nice going, Lance."
"What the heck did I do?!" Lance exclaims indignantly, shooting to his feet and giving Pidge a glare, which she returned ten fold.
"When will you ever learn to just shut your mouth? Or is that not possible for you?" Keith grumbled, pushing himself off the floor as well.
"Shut it, Hothead! At least I was trying to do something! What were you doing, Mr. Emo? Sulking in the back?" Lance shot back, taking s step closer to the Red Paladin.
Keith growled and took a step closer as well. "If we just pretended like we were complying, then maybe we wouldn't have ended up in this mess!"
"Pretend we were complying? We would be complying! Nobody even had a plan!" Lance screamed incredulously.
"Guys..." Hunk whispered from the floor, being ignored by the the two arguing and Pidge who was trying to find a way to open the door from the inside, with no luck.
"I was working on a plan, but kept getting interupted by your obnoxious voice!"
"Sure you were, Keith. Were you also trying to mentally fight Exoran, too?"
"Guys!" Hunk said louder, finally gaining everyone's attention. He was still on the floor, looking into the darkness of the room. Lance was about to ignore him and go back to proving Keith wrong, but then he saw the way Hunk's face paled.
"What wrong?" Lance asked, cautiously moving towards where Hunk was sitting. Both Keith and Pidge stood beside him, looking out into the same abyss that Hunk was staring at.
"I thought I saw something...and whatever it was, it was big." Hunk gulped nervously, finally finding his footing and standing up.
Lance immidiately started to scan the darkness that could hold their demise. His eyes were finally adjusted to the darkness, but all he saw were gray blobs that vaguely resembled tables and the smooth, dark purple walls.
"I don't see anything." Lance announced, shrugging his shoulders.
Keith's eyes narrowed, but he soon shook his head as well. "I don't see anything either. Maybe it was your imagination?" he questioned Hunk, who shook his head.
"No way, I did not imagine seeing that. It was definitely the 'Kropi' Exoran was talking about."
That's right, there was a hungry monster in here with them. Lance was so preoccupied with Keith he completely forgot they were supposed to be getting eaten.
Hunk's words made them all tense, and they unconsciously formed a circle, with all their backs together.
There was silence as they all scanned their surroundings. Lance could still only see vague, dark shapes, but when he focused enough he could see sharper outlines.
Suddenly there was a very low growl to their right, and Lance's head whipped towards the direction. His fear spiked when he caught sight of the creature.
The alien was huge. At least the size of an elephant. Its teeth were bared, with the yellow eyes seemingly staring straight into Lance's. It seemed to have coarse, dark purple fur across its entire body. Two large horns stuck out of its head above its small, pointed ears. The front legs were at least two times the size of the back, with large claws on the tips of its five fingers. A tail at least half the size of the entire creature swung lazily behind it, ready to pounce.
Lance's mouth went dry. He opened it to warn the others, but all that came out was a strangled croak. Lance opened and closed his mouth again and again, words still escaping him as he stared down the creature.
Finally, when the aliens eyes widened, Lance found his voice.
"I think I found Kropi." he whispered, and felt Keith, Pidge and Hunk all turn towards where he was looking. Lance felt Keith tense as well as heard his breath hitch when he finally spotted the creature. Hunk and Pidge, however, just stared into the darkness with narrowed eyes.
"Where?" Pidge whispered, adjusting her glasses as if that would help.
"Right in front of us. How can you not see it? It's huge!" Keith whisper yelled when it became clear that Lance was too preoccupied to answer.
Every muscle in the Blue Paladin's body was tensed. Just like Kropi's was. The creature was about ready to pounce, and they were its target, and they needed to move. NOW.
"SCATTER!" Lance shouted, and before his teammates could get over the shock of hearing him scream, Kropi roared and pounced.
Luckily, Lance, Pidge and Keith got out of the way in time. Unfortunately, Hunk wasn't as fast as the rest of them.
As Lance was coming out of a roll, he heard Hunk's strangled yell. He turned back just in time to see the Yellow Paladin being swiped across the floor by a giant paw, a small trail of blood following him until he slammed into the adjacent wall.
Lance's blood went cold as Kropi roared again and scrambled across the floor towards Hunk, who had yet to get up and who's face was contorted in pain.
While Lance was frozen to his spot crouched on the floor, Keith acted. With a guttural roar the Red Paladin threw himself at the alien, clutching onto his neck and holding tight.
Kropi halted his run towards Hunk and growled, throwing his head back and forth to shake Keith off. The creature bucked and spinned, but Keith held fast, determined to keep the attention away from Hunk.
The Red Paladin's determination would have won out, would it not have been for the tail.
"KEITH!" Lance found himself screaming, springing to action and running towards Kropi and Keith. Before he could reach them, though, the creatures tail had come up and bashed Keith across the head with force that didn't seem possible for the flismy appendage.
Keith cried out in pain as it hit him, his arms loosening around Kropi's neck, resulting in him being thrown into the air and swatted away by one of the aliens massive front legs.
Lance cringed as he heard at least two cracks when Keith tumbled to the floor, grimacing in pain and holding his right arm to his chest. Keith's forehead oozed blood, and he most definitely had a concussion from the impact with the floor.
As Lance sprinted his way over to the beast, he saw Kropi set his eyes on Pidge. The creature growled and bent his legs, ready to pounce on the small girl making her way over to Hunk, who still had yet to get back up.
Lance's vision went hazy. It finally occurred to him, seeing the beast about to attack Pidge, that they were really, truly, on their own with this. No one would be coming for them. This was a problem they had to solve themselves. No Allura. No Coran. No Castle. No Lions. And No Shiro.
Lance vaguely felt his hands growing warmer, and the way his surroundings seemed to get tinged the slightest bit of blue. Most of the Blue Paladin's focus was on the way Kropi was looking at Pidge with a gaze full of bloodlust.
Then, with a scream he didn't know his throat could make, Lance launched himself towards the lumbering ball of fur. As soon as he grabbed onto its side, Kropi screeched.
All Lance registered was that he hurt it. Diverted its attention away from his teammates. He didn't notice the way his hands glowed a irridecent, blueish-white, or the small, pinpricking pain growing beneath his eyes. The Blue Paladin didn't even notice the way his teammates were staring at him with slack-jawed astonishment.
Kropi bucked and shook, trying everything to get Lance off its side while it continued to howl in pain. Its fur was smoking, exposing even more skin to Lance's hands. Which also got rid of Lance's handhold.
With a small grunt Lance was thrown to the floor, Kropi still writhing above him. Lance immidiately rolled to his feet, and felt something solid form in his hand. With a glance down he saw a sword, made of some glowing blueish-white substance, with some particles coming off of it.
Lance didn't even process that he shouldn't have been able to have a sword. He shouldn't have any weapon period. All he knew was that it was something he could use to hurt Kropi and stop it from hurting his team.
The creature finally turned back to Lance, murder written in its pupiless yellow eyes. Kropi roared again, and dug his claws into the floor. Lance in turn tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
"Get away from my friends!" he screamed, and only took note that everything flashed a brief blue for a moment before Lance and Kropi charged at each other.
Before they could meet each other, though, there was an explosion that broke out the wall to Lances left, luckily not a wall a member of Voltron was slumped against.
From then on, everything just got crazier.
There will be a part 2, but it's going to be posted after two other one shots that I already have planned (including the broadsword one).
Hope you enjoyed my take on Altean!Lance, though! Things will be explained a bit further in the second part, but you'll just have to wait and see!
~Atatami