Gulping, Allura does her best to fix the mess. She reaches into her Juniberry flower pot, relieved to see the locket was still intact. She clasped it around her neck, clutching it close to her chest as she returned to bed.
"How was your day?" Romelle smiled, seated in a field of Juniberry flowers. Allura turned, eyes filling once more with tears. She dashes towards Romelle, holding the girl closely to her.
"It wasn't as good as it could be, without you." Allura admitted, a solemn look in her sparkling blue eyes.
"Allura, you must let go of me, I'll visit you in your dreams, though you mustn't ignore those who you have. Someone may miss a chance to say goodbye." She whispered. Allura froze.
"What do you mean, Romelle?" Allura asked eyes going wide. She held onto the blonde's pale hands tighter, determined to not allow her to slip away.
"I'll be looking over you," Romelle smiled. "I am one with you as long as you hold the connection." She added, picking up a flower, lightly blowing on it. It turned to light and floated away into the crystal skies.
"You're being vague.." Allura whispered, picking up her own flower and tucking it into Romelle's hair.
"You will understand. Now, go. Your friends await." The girl replied, holding onto Allura's hands. Closing her eyes, her markings began to glow. The glow spread, and soon, both girls turned to light and disappeared.
Allura awoke, a pale glowing blue mist blurring her vision, disappearing within seconds. She sat up, and began getting ready for the day.
"Attention, students! Auditions for Hamilton are now open! Audition after last period!" The dance teacher shouted in the breakfast hall. Keith placed down his fork, and turned his head back to the group sitting at the table.
"Want to audition as a group?" He asked, and Hunk's potato slipped off of his fork. Jaw dropped, he quickly shook his head to verify Keith wasn't joking.
"That'd be lovely!" Allura squealed, clasping her hands together. "I'd love to go for Eliza!" She added, and Pidge shared a glance with Keith.
"I want to go for Lafayette." She shrugs, and Hunk blinks again, the poor boy completely unaware of what was going on.
"I'll go for Hamilton!" Lance sent a wink. "I got the looks, after all." He smirked, flashing a grin towards Allura.
"I'm bi, not dumb." Allura mumbled in a monotone voice. Sighing, she took another bite of her breakfast, glaring daggers at Lance.
"We all know Lance is a bi disaster," Pidge snickered, the said boy gasping and clapping a hand to his heart.
"Your words wound me!" He whimpered, proceeding to shake his head. He turned his gaze to his own plate, picking up a bite of pancake with his fork. He ate a bit, and then took a bite of green eggs. He proceeded to spit it out. "The heck is this?" He gagged, trying to scratch the taste off of his tongue.
"Hey! I cooked that!" Coran shouted from a few tables down, and Lance jumped in his seat from absolute fear of the sudden shriek.
"I-It's amazing! Wow!" He quickly rambled, shoving piles of the green goop into his mouth, hopeful not to get detention or a scolding. Coran's glare never shifted as he turned away, Lance spitting the goop back onto the plate.
"Great job," Pidge snickered, high-fiving Allura, who also had a wide, mischievous smile on her defined features.
"I mean, I could go for Burr." Keith shrugged, and Pidge exchanged a glance with him, slowly nodding in pure agreement.
"You just want to shoot me, don't you?" Lance accused, pointing his fork at Keith, and them crossing his arms with a light scoff.
"I also want to insult you—" Keith added. In a split second, Allura fell face down to the table in a fit of giggles.
"Good luck, Allura," a voice whispered into the tanned girl's ear, and she sat up, searching for Romelle. Shaking it off as a hallucination, she continued eating.
. . .
And so the day began. Pidge made her way to SER, alongside the rest of the group. There were four new girls, Lotor's gang, sitting at the two empty tables in the back.
Lance leaned over to Keith, looking at Hunk.
"Are you two actually dating?" He whispered. Keith rolled his eyes, and he sat back in his chair, placing his feet on the desk.
"Nope, I was kidding." He shrugged, gazing at Hunk and Shay. Coran entered the room, twirling his mustache.
"Okay! Today is going to be a golden day! You can work on anything for any other classes, please use it responsibly." He announced, taking a seat at his desk. The door to the room burst open, and two kids ran in.
"Mr. Smythe, can we interview some people for our project?" The girl asked, panting and then quickly snapped upwards.
"I suppose it couldn't hurt.. go ahead!" He smiled, and the girl gazed at the boy behind her, approaching Keith and Lance.
"Name's Nadia, what's it like being everybody's favorite gay couple? She smiled, eyes bulging with excitement as the boy held up the camera. She held a note book, scribbling down notes as Keith and Lance shared looks.
"We're not— dating.." Keith answered, and Nadia groaned loudly, harshly scribbling in her notebook. Lance picked up his water and began drinking to hide away from the situation.
"Then could explain why you two were seen sneaking out into the Daibazaal woods a few nights ago~?" She raised a brow, mischievous look on her tanned face. Lance spit out his water, nearly drowning.
"I lost my inhaler at the bonfire, and we went to go look for it." Keith lied, meanwhile Lance continued to attempt to regain air.
"Ugh, Ryan, cmon.." Nadia mumbled, dragging the boy out of the classroom. "How much is your special effects budget?" She asked, audible from the room they had just left.
Pidge, from the back of the classroom, snickered as she ended her recording. As previously stated, blackmail material was always great. She added it to her 'Klance' album, and shut off her phone.
Before anybody knew it, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. The group split up to go to their next class.
. . .
Last period came quicker then expected, and the group begun getting ready for auditions. Allura had decided to carry through with Eliza, but Lance had changed to Philip/Laurens so he could die twice. Nobody really understood why, so they shrugged it off.
Keith assumed it was so he wouldn't get the pleasure of shooting him, so someone else got to do it. Pidge went with Lafayette, her reason being 'So I can swear in French!', a completely valid reason. She'd also possibly get Jefferson, which meant plenty of sass.
Nobody was happy when Lotor auditioned for Hamilton, except Keith, who'd get to shoot him and insult him on numerous accounts.
"Jefferson and Hamilton, Caninet Battle!" The director called. Pidge and Lotor stepped onto the stage, each smirking at the other.
"Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness! We fought for these ideals, we shouldn't settle for less! These are wise words don't be surprised that I quote them, don't act surprised you guys, cuz' I wrote em!" She smugly sang, ending the Jefferson audition of the song. There where whoops from the side from her friends, and Lotor began.
"Thomas, that was a real nice declaration, welcome to the present, we're running a real nation! Would you like to join us? Or stay mellow doin' whatever the hell it is you do in Monticello!" He finished. The director clapped, signaling the auditions had ended.
"Audition results will be up tomorrow! Good luck, guys!" She smiled, and Pidge ran to pick up her bag.
"Hunk better get the part of Washington! I want him to be Lotor's boss!" She squealed, dashing outside.
Allura smiled, and followed after her, everyone else exiting the Drama center. They sat down in the glass, Hunk taking out a basket and handing everyone a sandwich.
"That was so fun!" Hunk beamed, taking a bite of his sandwich. Pidge nodded and took a bite of her own, smiling with satisfaction at the peanut buttery taste.
"Though, we should probably talk about the mission a bit." Keith said, changing the light mood to one of determination.
"We need to bring honor to Romelle, she was just as big of a part of this than any of us are." Lance mumbled, his voice firm, yet calm at the same time.
"I.. don't think she's completely gone." Allura admitted. Everyone's heads snapped in her direction as she turned to face them all. "She's been communicating with me through my dreams. She's been vague, though. She said that somebody may not get a chance to say goodbye..." she sighed, turning her gaze back to her sandwich, which no longer held it's appeal.
"It's probably nothing, you're probably just not ready to let go of her." Keith interjected, and Allura paused. Placing her sandwich on the paper plate, she allowed something to cross her mind.
You're not crazy. A voice whispered into Allura's head. She nodded, thankfully nobody noticed.
"Our next order of buisness is to destroy whatever weapon they're building." Pidge stated, taking another bite of her sandwich.
"First we need to figure out what it is, first." Hunk cut in. Allura paused, and took a sip of water.
"I believe it's a robot beast, designed to capture or destroy things." Allura explained, doing her best to elaborate on what Romelle had discovered.
"How do you know that?" Keith asked, raising a brow towards Allura. She pushed her braid over her shoulder snd placed her water bottle in the grass.
"Romelle, as I mentioned, has been speaking to me within my dreams." She answered, and Pidge simply shrugged.
"I mean, I thought hiding a giant base in the Daibazaal woods was impossible, yet behold, behold! It happened. I mean, it's only unlikely. But technically, nobody has disproven magic for good." She explained, finishing her sandwich. "That was really good, thanks, Hunk!" She turns her head.
"How about we go to the woods before dinner? We have a test tomorrow in chem, I don't wanna fail, y'know?" Hunk suggested.
"Couldn't hurt." Came Keith's reply. Hunk packed up everything into a bag, ready to dispose when they returned to the dorm.
"Let's go get our stuff and get going, then." Lance piped, standing and dashing across the field to Terra. Allura turned to Palacio (As Romelle had named Arus, for she deemed the residents royalty in need of a palace), while Keith headed to Marmora.
In ten minutes, they had regrouped at the bonfire. Pidge reached into her bag and pulled out five 'U' shaped gadgets and handed them out.
"I call them bayards. For now, they only have a knife installed, but it'll do for combat and protect your hand from being sliced off. Questions?" She explained, and everybody shared a glance before shaking their heads no.
Into the woods they went, stepping over fallen branches and roots, actually able to see where they were going. They arrived at the base quicker the at night, and climbed down the rope after it was successfully let down. Stabbing two of the plain knives into the wall, they tied both ends down and left in search of the weapon.
"Pidge, that's huge, like, really huge!" Lance hissed, pointing to a large robotic machine, ten times the height of Lance. She nodded as she dashed forward, plugging her laptop into the control center. She installed a virus, and removed her bayard. Unplugging her laptop, she switched on her bayard and destroyed the panel of the weapon, running back to the group.
"That'll hold 'em back." She smugly informs the group, preparing to leave. Until they heard voices.
"Emperor Zarkon shall be impressed with your work, Sendak." A harsh voice mused. One pair of footsteps, the heavier ones, distanced, yet the lighter ones continued in their direction. Exchanging glances, everyone ran to hide. "What's this?" The voice raggedly smiled, noticing the reflection of Allura on the metal floor.
"Allura! She sees you!" Romelle's voice rang in her mind, cautionary. Allura turned, to face a woman with long white hair, red marking cutting down to her chin.
Allura squeaked, and dived under the woman, terrified for her life. The tanned teen was no match to the elder woman. The woman shakily held up her hand, a blackish purple orb of lightning forming in her clawed grasp. Allura's eyes widened in fear.
"Allura, turn on your bayard!" Romelle instructed. Allura did so, yet instead of a blade, partial amounts of the white turned pink, a blue whip extending from the end. Her face changed with determination, and she whipped it at the woman. There was an electric sound, and Pidge dived out, her bayard glowing a brilliant green.
"I have no idea what I'm doing!" She screeched as the green blade shot out, held by a glowing green rope. She pressed a switch, and the woman was electrocuted. The orb of energy hit the ground, and with a puff and crackle of electricity and smoke, she was gone.
"Who was that?" Allura asked in her mind, awaiting Romelle's reply. Instead of a private answer, a single Juniberry flower grew through the metal, and a glowing form rose, shaping into Romelle. Her blonde pigtails blew in a wind that didn't exist, blue boomerang shaped markings under her eyes. Her pink skirt and white t-shirt had been replaced by a base pink tunic with white accents, and turquoise sleeves. The tunic was tied at the waist by a tight brown belt, it parting and extending to her thighs. She had lose, baggy, black shorts, and pink and white boots.
"That, was the Altean goddess, Honerva. She made the wrong mistakes, and became corrupted by pure energy, quintessence. She wants to harvest all of the quintessence from the earth. You must stop her." She explained. Lance's jaw dropped.
"I knew that food goo was radioactive! Am I dying—? Wait, am I dead?" He practically screams, having a crisis. Romelle rubbed her temples.
"Dude, we all see her too." Pidge mumbled, nudging Lance in the ribs. As he rubbed his ribs, Romelle slowly turned to light and disappeared.
"What if I'm imagining you all seeing her, too? Is that bad? It's probably bad—" he was cut off by Pidge electrocuting him with her bayard, as he fell to the ground
"Did that hurt?" She asked, raising a honey brown brow.
"Yes! What is it with you hurting me?" He whined, struggling to get up from the floor. "Can someone help me!?" He asked, yet nobody was in the mood to help him up.
"Holy crap— magic exists." Keith whispered to himself, losing his concentration by diverting to this thoughts.
"We.. should be getting back." Allura stated. Nobody was going to argue, it had been one crazy afternoon. They found their way out of the base, climbing up the rope and retrieving it. Making their way out of the woods, they returned to their rooms.
Allura put away her bag, and proceeded to brush out her short hair. She held the locket close to her heart, whispering a prayer and opening her bright eyes, glinting with a new hope. She shifted her view, and sighed as she noticed her Juniberry flower had wilted.
Pulling her sweater over her head, she exited her room and walked down the hallway, leaving the dorm. She caught up with Pidge, and they walked to the dining hall.
Dinner was uneventful. They ate in silence, not wanting to elaborate much on the afternoon's discoveries. Pidge still wanted to know how Romelle had changed the bayards, Lance wanted to make sure he wasn't superman, Hunk was scared about what his bayard would turn into, and Keith was still shocked that magic truly existed.
Something bugged Allura in the back of her mind, something gave her the feeling they hadn't vanquished Honerva's robeast. Something told her that it wasn't over, and more magic would find their way into their lives. What bothered her the most, was the possibility someone would die.
They went to bed, and she wasn't visited by Romelle. She dreamt of the afternoon. She dreamt about a blue lion. She dreamed about Altea, and she dreamed about Honerva.
That morning, she had dashed to the dining hall, and smiled to herself when she saw the cast list.
Hamilton: James Gryffin
Burr: Keith Kogane
Lafayette/Jefferson: Pidge Gunderson
Mulligan/Madion: Ryan Kinkade
Washington: Hunk Garrett
Laurens/Philip: Lance McClain
Angelica: Nadia Rizavi
Eliza: Allura Skye
Peggy/Maria: Nyma Beezer
James Reynolds: Rolo Beezer
King George: Lotor Sincline
George Eaker: Veronica McClain
Veronica winked at her brother as he gasped.
"I'm being killed by my own sister?" He practically screeched, glaring at the brunette next to him.
"Why do you seem so sad?" She taunted. Pidge giggle and high fived Veronica, meanwhile Allura rested a hand on Lance's shoulder.
"At least it's not Keith." She smiled, and Lance's shoulders lowered. He sent an annoyed gaze at his snickering sister, and then turned back to Allura.
"But it's my sister—" he whined. Veronica sent finger guns towards Lance, and then approached him.
"Your older sister should also be allowed to join you on your midnight hikes through the woods. Knowing you, you'd probably trip on a flower and give up." She smirked as the entire group's jaws dropped.
"How did you—" Lance gawked. Veronica placed a tanned finger on his nose, and raised a brow.
"I'm your fucking sister, I know things." She smiled. "You also added me to the group chat by accident. Now, you either invite me, or get suspended. You don't get to have all the fun." She added.
"Fine. Just, you'll be seeing some crazy things." Allura muttered to Veronica. The girl simply shrugged and sat down at a table, the rest of Team Voltron sitting down as well.
"I also probably know these woods by heart." She shrugged.
"Well, then. We're probably going out again on Friday. You ready to save the world against gods?" Keith asked.
"Totally."
"We are under lockdown. Please go to the nearest dorm wing in a calm and orderly fashion. This is not a drill. I repeat, we are under lockdown." The loudspeaker announced. There were panicked voices, and the group exchanged looks. There were gunshots, and shattering of glass.
The group dashed to the nearest hallway, a teacher waving them in. She closed and locked the door, directing them towards the dorm hall. The second everyone had been seated, there was a gunshot and a female's scream. It wasn't somebody sitting in the dorm hall. There was a crash.
Somebody had been killed.
