The woman groaned as she struggled to open her eyes. The surface she was resting on was fairly comfortable, and whatever was covering her was soft and smooth. She cracked open an eye and was greeted by a fairly dimmed, circular room. There were a couple of figures standing off to the side, seeming to be in deep conversation, though they kept their voices low, likely to keep from waking her.

"Oh, you're awake," another voice said. Slightly alarmed, she turned her head towards the sound and was greeted by a man's face, looking down at her concerned.

"Wh-where am I?" she asked, looking around, "What is this?"

The man winced, "It's a long story."

A beep to the right of the man-made her jump, and she saw that one of the figures had moved, a tall thin… man (?) with pointed ears, orange hair, and a large mustache was holding a device close to her face.

"Oh, apologies, nothing to cause alarm," the man reassured, "just running some last dobosh tests. You suffered a fairly decent blow to the head when we brought you here."

The woman blinked, "I… hit my head?"

"Er… sort of…?" a younger female voice said this time. She looked unusually nervous as she eyed the woman cautiously. Like a rabbit staring down a fox and prepared to bolt at the slightly hostile movement, "Do you… recognize me at all?"

The woman squinted and racked her brain to try and identify the girl. Sadly she shook her head, "No, I'm sorry,"

To her further confusion, the girl visibly relaxed.

"...Are we friends?" she asked curiously.

The girl flinched, "Uh… no, we're not. I did bring you here, though. So…?"

Instead of being offended, the woman smiled and sat up. Looking down, she noticed that she was wearing some sort of skin-tight bodysuit. She still felt slightly exposed, but it was better than being naked.

"Thank goodness," she smiled, "Anyone could have picked me up out there, but I got someone nice."

Shirley gasped a little but looked away. Was this okay? To bring Villetta onto the ship like this? But according to Coran's past scans, she wasn't faking this amnesia. Unfortunately, amnesia was also unpredictable. There was no telling when Villetta would get her memory back if she ever did.

"Well, we're glad you're okay," Ohgi said awkwardly, though he tried to sound friendly.

Villeta smiled kindly back.


"Okay, so how exactly does this work?" Rivalz asked, standing in the middle of the training room. Alone.

"Well, we won't know how it works until we try and test it," Lelouch said from the observation deck with Allura, C.C., and the other Paladins, sans Shirley, "and the best way to do that safely is here on the deck."

Rivalz glanced nervously around the castle's training room. After a night's rest, Lelouch had immediately insisted the next morning that they test and try out Rivalz newly-acquired Geass as soon as possible so that they could incorporate its skills into strategies should they ever need it.

"All right, training level one, begin!" Allura ordered next to Lelouch.

Moments later, the familiar shape of the gladiator landed lightly across from the Blue Paladin. Rivalz instinctively took a defensive stance as the gladiator came running towards him.

He yelped as the gladiator suddenly leaped into the air. Rivalz had been sent in without his bayard since C.C. informed them that Geass usually activates instinctively; at least the first couple of times it's used. Lelouch and Shirley both confirmed this from their own experiences.

A loud clang filled the room, followed by a crash. Opening his eyes, Rivalz saw that the gladiator had somehow been thrown to the other end of the room, its staff completely bent the wrong way.

"Huh?" he gasped, "What just happened?"

"Whoa! That's so cool!" Milly exclaimed from the control deck.

"What?!" Rivalz shouted up to them.

"Rivalz, haven't you noticed what's around you?" Kallen asked.

The Blue Paladin blinked and glanced around him. Now that he looked around, he finally noticed the slight distortion a little ways away from him. It was almost like he was looking through a convex lens.

"Wha-"

"Rivalz, it seems your Geass is a shield, a literal one," Lelouch said with slight awe.

"Oh, cool! So does that mean-ugh!" Rivalz exclaimed as he felt like he had just walked headfirst into a glass windowpane.

Everyone blinked as well, confused. Then Rivalz pressed his hands flatly against the shield's surface and banged on it several times.

"...Interesting. Rivalz, try turning it off!" Lelouch suggested.

Rivalz quickly calmed down and focused on switching the power off. He blinked as the shield went down, and he cautiously stepped across the area where the wall had been a moment ago.

"So… you have a shield, but you can't exit it unless you turn your Geass off?" Kallen asked.

"Seems like it?" Rivalz questioned, not sounding too sure himself.

"That could become a big problem if his Geass goes out of control," Milly commented with a wince.

"Yeah. If he can't turn it off, he won't be able to go anywhere, nor will anyone be able to get to him," Suzaku added.

"Indeed," Allura said with a frown. She was grateful that the other night she and the Paladins agreed not to use their Geass unless they had no choice. The less they used it, the less likely they'd lose control. Hopefully, they'd also be able to figure out a way for them to control the power before that happened. C.C. had made it clear that it was possible to manage a Geass properly, but until they figured out how, it was better to be safe than sorry. Allura and Coran already had a couple of ideas that they brainstormed, but she had yet to share them quite yet.

"All right, it looks like we've got the basics of your power down, but Rivalz, just like with the rest of us, don't use it unless you have to, okay?" Lelouch said firmly

"Yeah, yeah, got it!" the Blue Paladin nodded, scratching the back of his neck.

The Black Paladin nodded before he and the others exited the deck. He pulled out his tablet and sent a message to Shirley. Now that that was out of the way, time to do some real training


"Hey, I know that this is off-topic, but do you know how much longer it'll take to get those Knightmares going?" Shirley suddenly asked as she entered the bridge room, a grueling training session, and a hot shower later.

"Not sure, but according to Lady Kaguya, Kyoto will be sending us some help in the form of a top scientist that they're associated with," Lelouch informed her calmly going through a file on his tablet.

"That'll be good," Ohgi nodded, who they had asked to join them briefly on the bridge. He turned to look at Allura, "No offense to Coran or anything, Princess, but when it comes to weapons and upgrades, he can get a bit… much."

Allura giggled a little at the comment. She wasn't offended at all as she knew that Kallen was correct. Coran hadn't begun any physical tinkering with the machines quite yet, but she had overheard him passing out suggestions to a couple of the Black Knights. Tamaki always sounded enthusiastic whenever Coran was speaking of a possible upgrade, but one of the other BKs would almost immediately shoot it down by explaining why it wouldn't work due to x and y. Hopefully, the arrival of this scientist could help Coran get a better grasp of the machines and make better judgment calls when it came to upgrades.

"So… I'm guessing that besides space-style Knightmare upgrades, we're here to talk about the other elephant on the ship, right?" Kallen asked, hands on her hips.

"You're talking about Ms. Nu's presence, yes?" C.C. clarified.

"Yeah…" Kallen nodded with a small grimace, which was shared by a majority of the rest of the group.

"So… what exactly do we do with her?" Rivalz asked, "I mean, according to what Shirley and Coran have told us, the lady's completely harmless, right?"

"It seems that way," Shirley nodded, "I mean, she certainly didn't recognize me when I woke up. She didn't even seem freaked out when she saw Coran examining her. She looked more confused than anything."

"Could she be faking it?" Rai asked suspiciously.

"If she's faking it, she's one hell of an actress," Ohgi said, "Ever since Coran cleared her to move about, she's been nothing but helpful, always asking about chores that need to be done or other maintenance that needs to be."

"...Either way, if you want my personal opinion, I think she should stay on the ship anyway," Suzaku said with a frown, "At least this way, whether she really has amnesia or not, she's in a confined space, and we can keep an eye on her."

"I agree," Milly nodded, "it would be too dangerous to send her back to Earth. She wouldn't have anywhere to go. And who knows what creep may try to pick her up on the street because of it."

Lelouch frowned but then sighed, "I, myself, am not a huge fan of this arrangement. However, Suzaku also brings up a point. At least if she shows signs of hostility, whether through regaining her memory or not, we should be able to detain her more easily on the ship rather than on Earth."

There was an awkward silence for a couple of seconds before Shirley spoke up again, "Um… sorry if this sounds weird, but… do you think there's a possibility we can convince her to join our side this way?"

"What do you mean?" Rai asked as he and the others on the bridge looked at the Orange Paladin inquisitively.

"Well, I mean, even when we were trying to get Nunnally, when I ran into her on that ship, she wasn't trying to kill me-"

"If I recall correctly, she said that she'd tie you up and drag you against your will back to Britannia if she had to," C.C. bluntly interrupted.

Everyone's eyes widened at this. Not only because the thought of such action was disturbing on its own, but that C.C. said it so matter-of-factly as well.

"Er… well," Shirley stuttered for a second before continuing, "What I mean is, if she knows the truth about Britannia, maybe she'd come over to our side. And besides, Lelouch, isn't that ultimately what we want to have happen anyway? It's why we're trying so hard not to kill any Britannian soldiers. We'll need as many as possible by the time Zarkon and his army get here."

Lelouch hummed in thought. He understood Shirley's logic as that was indeed still the end goal. However…

"If Ms. Nu was her normal self, I can potentially see her at least considering siding with us if she were to learn about the Galra. If it were simply about Britannia, I'd doubt it. Her old unit is called the 'Purebloods' for a reason," Lelouch informed, "However, with the way she is right now, she's no longer a soldier. She'll be completely useless on the front lines, much less in a Knightmare frame."

Shirley frowned, not because she was upset, but because Lelouch was right. As wrong as it was to think that, unless Villetta got her memories back, she wasn't much help in the long run.

"Um, Lelouch," Ohgi interjected, "if you want, I can keep an eye on her for all of you."

This remark caught everyone off guard as they all stared at the older man.

"You want to look after a Pureblood, Ohgi?" Kallen asked incredulously.

"Well, I mean, it's like you all said, she doesn't have any of her memories right now. Plus, I was in the room when she woke up. She might be more comfortable if a familiar face was close by," Ohgi pointed out.

"...All right," Lelouch eventually nodded, "We'll leave her in your care then, Ohgi. But if you notice any sort of sign that she could be remembering something, let one of us or Coran know immediately, okay? Especially if she shows signs of aggression."

Ohgi nodded, completely understanding. Before anyone else could say anything, though, there was a buzzing sound coming from the bridge doors.

"Master Zero," Sayoko's voice sounded over the intercom, "We have guests. They also have an introduction from Kyoto."

Translation: Put on your mask.

Lelouch was quick to reach for his mask and put it on before nodding for Allura to open the doors to the bridge.

On the other side, Sayoko and Kaguya greeted them, but everyone, especially Ohgi, Kallen, and Suzaku, was shocked to see just who their guests were.

Following behind the two women were the members of the Four Holy Swords themselves: Nagisa Chiba, Shōgo Asahina, Ryōga Senba, and Kōsetsu Urabe.

"You're the-" Kallen stuttered, before quickly bowing respectively along with Ohgi and Suzaku.

"The Four Holy Swords. Welcome!" Suzaku greeted respectfully.

Zero was quick to follow Suzaku's example and bowed politely in greeting. The other Paladins were quick to follow, along with C.C. and Allura.

The Holy Swords bowed in return before straightening. They didn't seem to be too deterred by the fact they were on an alien ship as all of their expressions were grim.

"I'll get straight to the point here," the oldest one, Senba, said bluntly, "We've come to you today to ask you for your help."

"And what exactly do you require our assistance for?" Zero asked. For these four legendary warriors to come seeking assistance from the Black Knights and Voltron, something serious must have happened back on Earth.

Lelouch wasn't disappointed when Senba continued, "Lieutenant Colonel Tohdoh has been apprehended," Suzaku gasped in shock before the older man continued, "He sacrificed himself so that we could escape."


"Today, Kyoshiro Tohdoh will be executed," Guilford alerted Princess Cornelia. She was currently with her two knights, and Nonette as they oversaw the deportation of a multitude of Sutherlands on their next assignment.

"Yes," Cornelia acknowledged, with a frown, "While this would be a significant blow to the Japanese Liberation Front, I find it rather insignificant compared to the threat Voltron is posing."

"While that may be true, Viceroy, Tohdoh is still an important symbol for the Eleven population. Seeing him get executed could strike a blow to the other resistances, as well as the remaining JLF," Darlton pointed out calmly.

"Speaking of which," Cornelia said, looking back at the two men behind her, "any word about the reinforcements we requested from the homeland?"

"Yes," Darlton responded immediately with a smile, "the entirety of the Glaston Knights just arrived this morning."

The Glaston Knights were some of the most elite pilots in the empire, and they all answered to their adopted father, who happened to be Lord Darlton himself. Cornelia nodded approvingly. They were excellent choices.

"What about your colleagues in the Knights of the Round, Nonette?" Cornelia asked, now addressing the Knight of Nine.

"I put the request in for further support," Nonette informed her friend, "However, with the arrival of Voltron many other nations, not just the EU and Chinese Federation, have become bolder in fighting back our forces, even other Britannian occupied areas. I've heard reports that the rebels in Area 18 have begun to rise in number dramatically."

Cornelia scowled upon hearing that. Area 18, formerly known as the Middle Eastern Federation, had been the last place Cornelia had conquered before being called to Area 11. It annoyed her that all of her work was put to waste because of the rebellions.

"Due to these rebellions, the Knights are currently scattered all over the globe, trying to quell the chaos that's happening. There will be support coming," Nonette quickly said, noticing the anxious looks on Darlton and Guilford's faces, "but it won't be right away."

"I see…" Cornelia sighed before frowning again, "Speaking of reports, has there been any news regarding Nunnally?"

Nonette grimaced and shook her head, "No, nothing." Guilford and Darlton also shook their heads, looking downcast.

Cornelia clenched her fists, a slight sheen of moisture covering her eyes before she blinked it away. Just as she swore when she first saw that news broadcast, she promised she wouldn't stop until she found her little sister. Cornelia had already lost them once. She wasn't going to lose them again.


"We will open Art Week with the dedication of the Clovis Memorial Museum of Art." the curator noted with a confident smile as he led Euphemia, Schneizel, and their entourage down the halls. "You, Princess Euphemia, will select the first-place winner from amongst these submitted works."

Euphie paused before one painting, which showed a house with a garden in a serene background. The very picture seemed to bring feelings of comfort, of that fuzzy feeling of a lovely day home.

"I really like this one." Euphie declared with a small smile.

The curator cleared his throat. "Yes, well, our research showed that the artist was a quarter Eleven."

Euphemia frowned. If the curator was so concerned to bring up a detail like that... "Perhaps it shouldn't have been displayed here in the first place then."

The curator sighed, "Well, it's a delicate balance with our public. Anyway, take a look at that painting right there. It was painted by the son of Marquess Nicolai," he directed Euphemia's attention to a large painting of the Emperor during Clovis' funeral. Despite the colors and how huge it was, though, Euphie wasn't very impressed. She'd seen plenty of paintings of her father back in Pendragon, and she honestly didn't see anything special about it.

"It's an impressive piece," Schneizel complemented, "But curator, please let Princess Euphemia make her own choice. I'm sure the people will love whichever one she chooses."

Euphemia looked back at her brother, surprised as it seemed like he read her mind. The curator nodded and continued down the line.

"I honestly don't see the point in doing this," Euphie eventually said, "With all of that's happening with the Black Knights and Nunnally…"

Schneizel sighed, "I know this may seem frustrating, Euphie, but it's because of what's happening that makes things like this necessary. It helps the public feel a sense of normality amid a crisis like this."

Euphemia nodded, seeing her brother's logic. She just wished there was more that she could do.


"So… sorry for being so ignorant, Lulu, but what's the big deal about this Tohdoh person?" Shirley asked later on the bridge as she and other Paladins discussed the best strategy to rescue the colonel.

"Kyoshiro Tohdoh, he was my sensei, or my teacher, when Lelouch and Nunnally first arrived in Japan," Suzaku explained, a small smile on his face, "He was strict, but he always meant well."

"Indeed," Lelouch chuckled, "not only is he strong physically, but his mind is sharp too. When Nunnally and I were at the shrine, he was one of the only people that posed a decent challenge at chess. He even taught me shogi, a Japanese equivalent of the game."

"He must be a good strategist then," Coran commented, sounding intrigued.

"Yes. Not only that, but he's also a skilled warrior as well," Lelouch nodded, he then looked back to the other Paladins, "Have any of you heard of the Miracle of Itsukushima?"

He got head shakes from everyone except for Kallen, who answered, "You're talking about one of the few times Japan actually won against Britannia during the Pacific War, right?"

"Precisely," Lelouch smirked, "Tohdoh had been the one that led that mission, and not only did he win the battle, but he did it without using a single Knightmare frame."

This elicited gasps of amazement from the Britannian Paladins, eyes shining in awe. C.C. was smiling and nodding, remembering the news of that battle. Allura also looked impressed. Although the Knightmare frames were no match against Voltron and the Lions, she would admit that they were still formidable machines. So to hear that someone managed to defeat what she assumed was likely an army of them, without any of his own, was an impressive feat indeed.

"This guy sounds totally awesome!" Rivalz exclaimed, eyes sparkling.

Lelouch couldn't help but smile at the praise of the old colonel, "Having Tohdoh within our ranks will be essential for the upcoming war with the Galra, both in manpower and strategically. I'd honestly go as far as to say that he may even give Zarkon a run for his money."

"Well, if that is the case, I am looking forward to meeting this man," Allura said, barely covering the eagerness in her tone.

Lelouch nodded before a concerned frown took over his features, "However, this may not be as simple as an in-and-out mission. I can think of at least one potential obstacle that we may encounter."

"You mean the Lancelot, right?" Rai asked.

"Not just the Lancelot," Lelouch corrected, pulling up a screen on the bridge, "thanks to Kallen's Geass, I think I finally know who's the person piloting it now." On the screen appeared a photo of a woman with very pale green hair, tied in a twist to the side of her face. "Nonette Enneagram, a Knight of the Round."

This brought a series of gasps again, but this time in shock rather than awe.

"Knight of Round?" Allura asked. She and Coran looked confused.

"The Knights of the Round are the absolute best pilots in the entire Britannian Empire," Lelouch explained, "They were all handpicked by the Emperor himself and ultimately take all orders from him directly. I guess you can say that they're like an elite personal guard for him. They even surpass Cornelia in skill, and… well, there's a reason that she is called the 'Goddess of Victory.' My mom used to be a Knight of the Round as well before she married the Emperor."

"Do you know Nonette, Lelouch?" Milly asked curiously.

"Not personally," Lelouch told them honestly, "I know of her reputation, though. She and Cornelia went to the same academy together, and just like her colleagues, she's very skilled with the Knightmare frame."

Despite this revelation, though, Rivalz smirked slightly, "I'm sure that we can take her with our Lions."

"Careful Rivalz," Lelouch warned, "underestimating these people would be a huge mistake. There's a reason that they've been hand-picked by Charles zi Britannia."

"Lelouch," Suzaku asked, looking thoughtful, "do you think there's a possibility to get a couple of the Knights on our side? Besides Tohdoh-sensei, they'll be valuable allies to have when Zarkon comes."

"Honestly, I have no idea Suzaku," Lelouch answered, "The only one I'm somewhat familiar with is Nonette, and possibly one or two others if they are still members. But until I confirm who the current members are, I won't be able to give an accurate opinion. A lot can change in a decade. One thing I do know is that most of them are completely loyal to the Empire, so if they do join our side, it likely won't be until the Galra actually invade, or the Emperor miraculously sees reason and joins us willingly."


"Hey, I told you not to bunch up all the hydro lines in one place! That's why I said it was different from a Burai!" Yoshida scolded Tamaki as he squatted on top of the Guren Mk II, which was temporarily stationed in the Black Lion's hangar. The Lion herself sat majestically in silence but still proved to be an imposing presence to the Black Knights performing maintenance on the Knightmares.

Off to the side, by the entrance to the hangar, the Four Holy Swords stood watching the Black Knights carefully. They remembered when Kyoto had recommended going to Voltron for help with Tohdoh, mostly because General Katase and the rest of the JLF had gone dark for their own safety. The thought of requesting help from aliens seemed absurd at the time, but they also hadn't had many other options. Now that they had gotten a look at the Castleship, as well as the Black Lion for themselves, they had to admit they understood why Kyoto favored the group so highly now. They had no doubt that the Black Lion alone could squash a Knightmare as flat as a pancake if it really wanted to.

Even so…

"Are you sure it's a good idea to throw in with the Black Knights?" Asahina asked.

"Can you think of any other way to rescue Colonel Tohdoh?" Chiba asked, crossing her arms.

"There's also what Kyoto said," Senba muttered, the elderly veteran's features solemn as he nodded his head in approval of Lord Kirihara Taizo's message, "That they'd lend us the new models."

"Still, their principles seem to be somewhat off," Asahina noted. He looked up at Chiba for her opinion, but she simply shrugged dismissively.

"We're not ethnocentric, but after all, you already know that," Chiba said simply.

"We can worry about the details of our partnership after we've rescued the Colonel," Senba assured with a small smile, which Asahina returned with a nod.

"I understand," the bespectacled soldier said to the veteran, a small smile appeared on his face, "But no matter where Colonel Tohdoh may be, it's the place I belong."

"Look, just stuff 'em in and close the lid for crying out loud!" Tamaki shouted in frustration.

"Take your time and treat it with the utmost care!" a new voice suddenly countered from behind the red-head. Turning their attention towards the elevator, the duo was greeted by Lady Kaguya and a tall, Indian woman with blonde hair, dressed in a lab coat, with two similarly dressed men at her sides, "It was far more fragile than any of you when I gave birth to it."

"Huh?" Tamaki gaped, trying to wrap his brain around such a concept as a woman, especially of her particular shape, giving birth to a machine. But he quickly shook his head and glared at the woman in question, "Who the hell are you?"

"I am its mother." The woman answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"You've arrived on time," Zero greeted as he entered the hangar from the other side of the swords, dressed entirely in his dark Paladin armor, and his mask on his head. Coran and Allura were walking with him.

"Are you Zero?" the woman asked, quirking an eyebrow, "It's a pleasure, I've heard a lot about you," she also scanned the faces of his companions, "And you two must be these Alteans Kyoto spoke of."

"Miss Rakshata Chawla, correct?" Coran asked, grasping his chin contemplatively.

"The pleasure is all ours," Zero assured the woman, accepting her hand. "I've been reading about you on the net for some time now."

"You have?" Rakshata asked, sounding surprised.

"The articles relating to medical cybernetics." Zero clarified.

Rakshata chuckled slightly, "I do hate talking about the past," she then smirked almost deviously, "Right now, I'm much more interested in that." She gestured to the Black Lion.

"Yes, the Lions of Voltron are indeed spectacles aren't they?" Coran chuckled.

"I do hope our accommodations have been acceptable so far," Allura said politely.

"Well, can't exactly relate it to anything, seeing as this is the first and only space station I've ever been to," Rakshata pointed out lightly, "Though I do find the concept of it also being a castle quite amusing."

Coran grinned proudly at the compliment, "Well, it was built by my grandfather Hieronymus Wimbelton over 10,600 years ago. He was the chief architect and engineer behind it alongside Allura's father."

"I'm sure that Coran will be more than willing to give a tour at a later time," Zero said, hiding an amused smile under his mask before turning to address the two Alteans directly, "Please fill Ms. Chawla in on the situation. She should be able to assist with the Knightmare upgrades and get them battle-ready faster."

"Right away!" Coran chirped with a sharp nod.

"Hey Le-I mean, Zero," Tamaki shouted, "don't you think they should put a rush on that? None of these Knightmares are close to ready yet!"

"There's no need for that," Zero answered, much to Tamaki's confusion, "the Lions will be more than enough to complete this mission. Just focus on the maintenance and your own training."

Tamaki groaned. So help him, if he got his butt kicked by that gladiator one more time…!


"Sub-viceroy, is it true that no Eleven companies were used in the construction of this museum?" a reporter asked, standing up from his seat, his microphone pen directed towards Princess Euphemia seated in the front of the crowd.

"W–well, with regard to that question, I–" Euphie stuttered. While her sister Cornelia was going through the final preparations for Colonel Tohdoh's execution, Euphie struggled to keep a confident face in front of all of the reporters. The only comfort she had was that Darlton, as well as her brother Schneizel and his attendant, Kanon, were present there as well.

"We're looking into it right now, so we have no answer at this time," Schneizel answered calmly. Euphemia shot her brother a look of gratitude.

"Kerryman from Interstate," another journalist called out, rising gracefully from his seat, "Your Highness, there have been rumors lately that you are close to choosing your Knight."

This question caught Euphemia off-guard. It was true, with all of the chaos that Voltron was breeding in Area 11 and beyond, Cornelia was stressing the necessity for Euphemia to have a personal knight with her more than ever. Unfortunately, of the peoplequickly her sister recommended, none of them felt right to the sub-viceroy.

"A Knight. Yes well, you see I'm-"

"Ladies and gentlemen," the museum curator cut in, "We ask that you please limit your questions to those concerning the museum only."

Euphemia sighed, slightly embarrassed. This conference couldn't finish fast enough.


Diethard grimaced as he avoided yet another Knightmare patrol en route to his destination. For a prison holding one of the top soldiers in the JLF, there were really too many holes in their security even for a civilian like him.

But it wasn't the execution of Colonel Tohdoh that Diethard was seeking to document tonight. Oh no.

He grinned as he reminded himself of the mission he'd set out to fulfill.

Diethard was confident with every fiber of his being that Voltron would show up to this. If they genuinely were on the side of the Elevens, they would never allow such a prominent figure like Kyoshiro Tohdoh to meet his end this way. And if his theory was correct, he could be the first to get some real, raw footage of the robot giant.

But he wouldn't just be recording a giant mech. No, no. He would see history in the making. And he would be at the center of it.


The footsteps of a single soldier echoed through the hall as he approached the single occupant in the cell down the hall.

Kyoshiro Tohdoh was kneeling in his cell, his features closed off in meditation, calmly awaiting his execution. He didn't fear death, no true warrior did, and he would not give the enemy the pleasure of seeing him scared for his life. Nor would he open his mouth to indulge any information. Like an honorable samurai, he would face death head-on, and take the secrets and honor of his people and country to his grave.

"I just heard they changed your executioner," the guard came in view of the cell at last, "You should feel honored. The viceroy has decided to do it herself."

Tohdoh opened his eyes, his eyes boring into the guard with such ferocity that he actually took a step back, despite the bullet-proof wall separating him and the 'miracle worker.' Despite this, though, Tohdoh said nothing, his expression as calm and composed as ever.


"My, my, I certainly don't envy you right now, Viceroy," Lloyd smirked as Cornelia was handed another paper in need of her signature. Cecile frowned and shook her head in her seat next to the scientist.

"I personally don't see the point of all this paperwork, Corny," Nonette also commented, "You're the viceroy, you should be able to do this without all these legal actions."

"Well, even so, there are still formalities that need to be followed for things like this," the bureaucrat said simply as the viceroy scribbled her name on the page again, "A change of executioner is the most exceptional of circumstances."

"Oh, what's the hold up?" Lloyd complained again, "All you're doing is pointing the gun and pulling the trigger. Is that really so hard?"

Cornelia scowled and nearly growled at the Earl's nonchalant remark.

Before she could reprimand the Earl, though, an explosion sounded in the distance.

"What was that?!" the bureaucrat cried. Looking out the window, a column of smoke was rising from a hole that had been entirely blown through the wall of the prison compound.

"Well, well, at least now you're free of hellish paperwork, Viceroy," Lloyd laughed gleefully as the occupants of the room rose to their feet.


Multiple Sutherlands poured out of the prison facility to meet the attack from the wall. Moments later, they were greeted with ear-splitting roars as all seven of the Voltron Lions landed within the compound, a couple of them crushing the Knightmares underneath them before landing.

Several Sutherlands open fired on the Lions, but just like the previous encounters, the bullets bounced off the armor like tin foil. With feral growls, the Lions leaped towards their targets, paws swiping and lasers blasting from their tails and mouths, effectively destroying several units at once.

"Colonel Tohdoh," Lelouch said softly from inside Zen, "today is not the day that you die."


Back on the bridge of the castle, Allura, Coran, C.C., Sayoko, Kaguya, Rakshata, and the rest of the Black Knights, along with the Four Holy Swords, were watching the battle on the main screen.

If the members of the Holy Swords were honest, they didn't agree with the plan initially. Due to Tohdoh being their leader, the four soldiers felt obliged to be among the rescue party. However, Zero and Princess Allura assured them that the Lions would be more than enough for this mission. Plus, even if they went anyway in the custom Burais that Kyoto had offered, they would simply get in the way and had a bigger chance of getting caught in the cross-fire.

There was also the face that Zero wanted as few casualties as possible, and using other Knightmares in this operation would make that objective much more difficult.

And now, watching the Lions trashing the Britannian forces, they agreed that that had been the right call. They remembered fighting alongside the Lions back at Narita, and were glad they had heeded the Alteans' advice.

"A stealth protocol?" Rakshata questioned as she noticed Zerith fade away from the battle, her cloaking mechanism kicking in.

"That's a little something that Rai himself added to his Lion," Coran explained, "He's quite the bright mind. He said that he reverse-engineered the cloaking device from the training hall's invisible maze. He's also added the feature to several transports located in the launch bay."

Rakshata hummed, sounding impressed as she continued to observe the other Lions. Polaris promptly froze a dozen of Sutherlands solid while Aka leaped over the Blue Lion and, with her flamethrower, melted several arms and legs off of the Knightmares.

"Hmmm, I can't help but notice that the Lions' attacks are all elemental-themed," Rakshata observed.

"Oh well, you see, when King Alfor first started creating them…" Coran continued to describe the mechanics and abilities of each Lion with great enthusiasm causing Allura to chuckle fondly.


"And now for the highlight of today's event," the curator exclaimed happily, "Princess Euphemia will now select the Grand Prize Winner!" he turned and handed Euphemia a beautiful white on gold plating, "The work of art upon which you place this flower will be deemed the winner, your highness."

Euphie delicately took the flower in her hands and hesitantly turned to look at all the paintings, the one of her father standing hanging directly in front of her. She hesitated to place it, though. She knew that this would be the piece that everyone would expect her to pick, but she ultimately didn't want to.

Before anything else could happen, though, the ringing of phones started echoing throughout the museum. Bureaucrats and journalists that were there to document its opening whispered urgently.

Then a Britannain soldier ran up next to Schneizel and whispered in his ear.

The Prime Minister's eyes widened.

"What?!" he gasped. The guard could only nod to confirm the information, "All right, send in all available forces as support, immediately."

"Yes, Prime Minister," the soldier nodded.

From above the crowd, a large television turned on and began to broadcast the current situation at the prison compound. The nobles all gasped as they witnessed the Voltron Lions easily wiping out every Knightmare that got in the way.


"My superiors have just ordered that you be unofficially executed before you're busted out of here. Any last words?" a guard muttered, holding a handgun up in front of him.

Tohdoh remained emotionless as the bullet-proof glass was slowly raised, "It's a life I gave up once before. It's worth nothing."

"In that case, I'll claim your life for myself!"

Tohdoh's head snapped up in surprise as the wall opposite his cell suddenly caved in, crushing the guard about to execute him in the process.

As the dust cleared, Tohdoh's eyes widened as he came face-to-face with the large head of the Black Lion.

"Relax, she won't bite," the same voice quipped as the Lion opened its jaw and out stepped…

"Zero," Tohdoh stated.

"Is this truly where you wish to die, Colonel Tohdoh?" Zero demanded.

Tohdoh scoffed, "What does it matter? I have failed in my mission to save Japan…"

"Don't be a coward!" Zero countered in challenge.

"What?!" Tohdoh exclaimed, confused and rage flashing in his eyes.

"You must take responsibility. Responsibility for the miracle that you made! The Area 11 resistance movement is greater than that of any other conquered area because Japan surrendered before exhausting all of its military strength. You have failed to carry on the Miracle of Itsukushima."

"You saying this is my fault?" Tohdoh asked calmly, though Lelouch could see the rage simmering in his eyes.

"Yes. People grasp at illusions because they're desperate for miracles. Why else has there been such rampant use of Refrain?" Tohdoh unintentionally grimaced as that accursed drug was brought up, "You must endeavor! To the bitter end beyond all that's decent, and then you can die! Till the name of Tohdoh the Miracle has grown ragged and tattered!"

"You're telling me the Japanese people cannot accept their defeat until then?" Tohdoh questioned, his anger diminished.

"Till now they had to accept it. However, now that I'm here, there's hope because I, no, we can likely turn their dreams into reality," Zero said, a hand over his chest.

If Tohdoh had been suspicious of Zero's identity before, any doubt soon fled. He smirked slightly as he stood up, staring right through Zero's mask into Lelouch's purple orbs.

"I see... so that truly is you, Lelouch."

Zero's hand moved from his chest to his head as he slowly and calmly removed his helmet. A small smile was gracing his lips.

"Was it that obvious, Tohdoh-sensei?"

"I had my suspicions," Tohdoh admitted, "but now I'm certain. So, what do you really want with me, Lelouch? Another Miracle of Itsukushima?"

"Indeed. In fact, the entire universe could use a miracle," Lelouch said gravely, "I can't go over the details right now, but I will say that the situation has changed dramatically. It's not just about Japan, or even the entire Earth anymore. Something is coming, something far worse than Britannia. We need every able-bodied human we can obtain. So please," Lelouch bowed his head respectfully, startling Tohdoh, "fight with us now."

Tohdoh was absolutely stunned. In all the time, Lelouch had stayed at the shrine, not once had the boy said 'please' before. At least not to him. For Lelouch to be acting like this, the situation must be dire. He had seen the desperation in the young man's eyes.

Then he smirked.

"I'm in."


Diethard was grinning like a madman as he held his camera up on his shoulder. This was his first time seeing the Lions with his own eyes and he couldn't be any more thrilled. The machines were practically mopping the floor with the Britannian forces, and Princess Cornelia herself had just entered the battle with her own Glouscester along with the white knightmare, the Lancelot. He honestly wasn't sure why the viceroy was still using these same toys and tactics. Sure, they likely couldn't supply upgraded Knightmares to all forces, but going against the same machines that already bested her twice was a little more than simple insanity.

Diethard paused in his mental ranting as he spotted five unusual looking Glouscesters charge in right behind Cornelia. They looked similar to ordinary Glouscesters, but Diethard learned long ago that looks were deceiving.


"So these are those Knightmares you told us about, father?" Alfred G. Darlton said as he and his brothers swerved behind the viceroy. Upon arriving in Area 11, the five brothers had been briefed on the situation by Lord Darlton.

But watching the Lions on what little footage they had was completely different from actually seeing and facing them with their own eyes.

Despite their colossal size, the movement of the Lions was just as fluid, if not more so than even the Lancelot's advanced maneuverability, even the large hulking orange one. Not to mention the armor of the Lions themselves had yet to so much as dent in all the fights Britannia had thrown at them so far.

"Yes. Be careful, all of you," Guliford, who had been given temporary leadership in Andreas' absence, cautioned as he flew down swiftly, guns already firing down from above.

The combined gunfire from above alerted the Lions that the aerial forces had arrived, being led by the familiar caped Glouscester that Cornelia piloted.

Almost automatically, spotting the Lancelot within the numbers, Yoru and Suzaku leaped from the ground furiously swiped at the Knightmare. Their jump had been so unexpected that they managed to actually hit the Lancelot's legs, causing it to spin in the air several times before regaining balance.

Nonette grit her teeth as she endured the turbulence. She wasn't sure why, but the Purple Lion, or at least whoever was piloting it, always seemed to go for the Lancelot first, as if the pilot had a grudge against her. She knew it couldn't be because the Purple Lion was the strongest. If that were the case, she'd likely be facing the Black Lion each fight. Why was the Purple Lion that always came up to challenge her?

"Same old, same old, Suzaku?" Milly asked, watching the Purple Lion take off after the Lancelot.

"Just leave Nonette to me," the Paladin replied.

"Okay, enjoy your dance, Suzaku!" Rivalz teased, as he froze two ground Knightmares with Polaris's ice beam.

Suzaku choked, "Wh-what?"

"Well, I mean, now that we know the pilot of that Knightmare is a woman, and you both know your way around the Lancelot so… looks kind of like you're dancing," the Blue Paladin shrugged.

This earned a wave of groans from the rest of the pilots. While Rivalz's jokes were always a nice way to lighten a situation or mood, sometimes they weren't the most clever, and that was definitely one of them.

"Careful guys," Kallen suddenly shouted, face appearing on their screens, "Some of those Glouscesters look stronger than the others!"

True to her word, the Glaston Knights proved that they weren't gifted their titles for no reason. Compared to most ordinary Sutherlands, the Glaston Knights' skills were on par with that of Cornelia's, and unlike other Britannian units, their teamwork was close to flawless.

Due to this, the Knights were able to pinpoint that despite its thick armor, the Orange Lion was the slowest and most bulky of the Lions, and while they did distract the other Lions, they slowly started cornering and separating it from the rest of the pride.

Shirley noticed this as well, and while she knew that she could easily bust through the Glousestors, but that ran the risk of killing the pilots. Though she knew that a couple deaths would be unavoidable, she still hesitated to personally take any lives.

She gasped in fright as one of the Glouscesters suddenly charged her head on, aiming for Zinnia's eyes. She braced for impact only to hear a familiar roar moments later.

In a blur of movement, Zenobia sliced through the float systems of Claudio and Edgar's Glouscesters.

"Wha-what was that?!" Claudio shouted as his Glouscester began to fall to the ground, alongside Edgar's.

Upon making impact on the ground, Claudio and Edgar's Glouscesters opened up.

"Claudio, Edgar, are you all right?" David shouted from the air.

"Yes… somehow we are," Edgar acknowledged, bewildered. How on Earth were they still alive?

"Are you all right, Shirley?" Lelouch asked, after dispatching the two Glaston Knights.

"Yeah, sorry about that, Zero," the Orange Paladin said.

"You have Tohdoh, Zero?" Kallen asked anxiously.

"Yes, I've got him," the Black Paladin replied, glancing back at the Colonel, who was currently bracing himself between the pilot seat and the cockpit wall… he should probably talk to Coran about installing some passenger seats for situations like this.

"Colonel Tohdoh," Kallen greeted, her face popping on Lelouch's screen. The Red Paladin bowed her head in respect, "It's a true honor to meet you."

"Likewise," Tohdoh acknowledged with a nod.

"We're glad to have you with us, sir-er, Sensei? Sama?" Shirley stuttered, getting her Japanese honorifics mixed up. She prayed she wasn't accidentally offending the man.

"Suzaku's told us so much about you!" Rivalz added as his and Milly's faces popped up. The Blue Paladin had an excited sparkle in his eyes.

"Oh, has he?" the Colonel asked solemnly.

Suzaku's face joined the screen moments later, "...It's good to see you, Tohdoh-sensei."

Tohdoh was silent for a few moments before a small smile formed on his face. "You as well, Suzaku."

"Um, I hate to interrupt the reunion," Rai suddenly interrupted, "but we got company!"

Looking up towards the sky, the Paladins spotted practically a whole fleet of aerial Knightmares, all being led by the Avalon. They were closing in fast. So that had been why the Glouscesters and Lancelot had suddenly withdrawn.

"Seems like we're about to have our hands full," Lelouch observed with a frown.

"Sure, maybe if we were in normal units!" Milly remarked with a smirk.

Rai followed up with a smirk of his own, "I guess we all know what we need to do now!"

A devious smile spread across Lelouch's own face, before he glanced back at Tohdoh, "Well, Sensei, would you like to meet a fellow miracle worker?"

Not waiting for Tohdoh's response, Lelouch turns to the rest of the Paladins.

"Form Voltron!"

In a flash of light, the Lions converged, and Voltron was formed once again, ready for battle.

"Shirley!" Lelouch shouted.

Not needing further instructions, Shirley shoved her Bayard into Zinnia's keyport. The familiar weight of the bow materialized around Zerith's mouth. An arrow of energy glowed as Voltron pulled Aka's head back.

The Paladins didn't fail to notice that the Britannian forces had halted in midair. This was the first time that they had seen this weapon after all.

"Fire!" Lelouch ordered. Aka's jaw promptly let go, and the energy arrow flew towards the fleet in a stream of light. Halfway there, the arrow split, dispersing into dozens of tendrils of energy.

Most of the Knightmare units at the front of the fleet took a majority of the hits first, but Voltron had been sure to set the shot of stun rather than kill, so none of the Knightmares went up in flames. Instead, the moment the attack hit, the internal workings of the began to glitch and short circuit. It wasn't long before the Knightmare wore off altogether, dropping out of the sky.

Most of the pilots near the back managed to shake to their senses before they could get hit, evasively maneuvering around the rest of the arrows. They all regrouped around the Avalon, where the bottom of the float system started opening up.

Tohdoh gasped, "Lelouch, you need to stop it before it fires!"

Lelouch briefly looked back at the Colonel. He sounded greatly concerned, which was rare. However, he nodded and acted quickly.

"Form sword!"

Suzaku shoved his Bayard into Yoru's port, and the blue blade flashed to life as the bow faded. With a blast of its boasters, the juggernaut rocketed towards the Avalon.

"Um, Lelouch, is the sword going to be enough to deal with that thing?" Shirley asked anxiously.

"It'll have to," Lelouch answered firmly.

However, the Lions had a different idea in mind. One by one, each of the Lions started to growl, drawing the attention of their Paladins. They each noticed that their port keys were rising from the dashboard.

"Guys, Zerith's telling me something!" Rai exclaimed.

"Yeah, so is Aka!" Kallen added.

"Same here!" Rivalz shouted.

"I can feel it too!" Milly yelled.

"What's going on?" Shirley wondered.

"I don't know!" Suzaku said.

"Well, whatever it is, just do it!" Lelouch ordered.

Without hesitation, the remaining Paladins pulled out their Bayards and shoved them into their key slots.

To the shock and amazement of all onlookers, the sword glowed again and grew. It was now almost double the size of Voltron.

"Whoa…" Rivalz breathed, translating the thoughts of the other Paladins as well.

On the other side, by the Avalon, upon seeing the sword's sudden growth, many Knightmares desperately flew out of the way as Voltron, with both of his hands, pulled the sword back, and swung downward, cutting the Avalon square in the center. Voltron didn't even need to push through the floating ship, as the sword cleanly exited the end of it on its own.

There was a moment of shocked silence as everyone processed what happened, before the Avalon erupted into a massive inferno, debris, and balls of fire raining down all over the prison.

Shaking themselves from their own stupors, the Paladins were quick to fly towards the rest of the aerial troops that hadn't flown away. The sword vanished and instead was replaced by the jaw blades of both Zerith and Aka. With several swift strikes, most of the Knightmares joined their fallen brethren on the ground below, the Glaston Knights and Nonette in the Lancelot among them.

Cornelia, on the other hand, was not one that fell so soon. Her eyes shook as she took in the events of what just transpired. Not only had Voltron been successful in rescuing Tohdoh, but had utterly destroyed her brother's ship, the Avalon. Even the more skilled Glaston Knights were no match for Voltron, much less the Lions separately. Even Nonette had yet to score any sort of victory from this abomination.

Her shock soon morphed into blinding red rage. Not only had these scum defeated her, the Goddess of Victory, practically since the day she and her forces first encountered it, annihilated her troops and made her look like a fool in front of her subjects, but they had even… they had likely taken away one of the few people she loved almost on par with Euphemia. Again.

The thought of Nunnally and her unknown fate was the final straw for the viceroy as with an almost psychotic shriek, she charged straight at Voltron, lance out to strike at any point it could land a hit.

Her shrill screech did not go unnoticed by the Paladins. Looking up and seeing the Gloucester racing towards them, Kallen smirked.

Putting away Aka's jaw blade, the Red Lion's mouth extended open just as Cornelia's Knightmare came within inches of it.

Cornelia barely registered what was happening as Aka's jaw clamped down on the top of her Knightmare, its legs and arms being ripped off in the process.


Euphemia gasped in horror as she saw her sister's Knightmare practically crumble to pieces as Voltron's hand encased around it securely.

The rest of the crowd in the museum also gasped and screamed in horror, witnessing the viceroy's Gloucester disappear into the Lion's mouth. Cameras flashed, and many of the journalists had pulled out their phones to film the battle. Some cell phones could be heard dropping to the floor as their owners froze in astonishment.

Schneizel el Britannia also stood in shock, visibly shaken. Not only had he watched his personal transport ship be cut directly in two, but his heart nearly stopped as he watched Voltron capture another one of his sisters right in front of him.

Who on Earth was Voltron? Who had Lelouch gotten himself associated with?!


Her smirk never left her face as Kallen cautiously left her pilot chair and descended into Aka's mouth. Upon making it down the ladder, she was greeted by the site of Cornelia's Knightmare in shambles, sparks flying from where the limbs had been severed.

Spotting movement by the debris, Kallen blinked in slight surprise to see Cornelia herself, though with a severe gash on her forehead, still conscious and struggling to exit her Gloucester.

The viceroy's eyes soon fell on Kallen herself. But before Cornelia could properly aim her sword-gun, the Red Paladin lunged forward, Bayard flashing to life, and caught the weapon between her cestus claws. Then with a click, her Bayard's second function, the wave surger, burst to life, practically melting the gun from Cornelia's grip.

The viceroy dropped the weapon with a pained yelp of surprise, only to feel a strong force impact the side of her head, and Cornelia's world went black.

"...You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that, Viceroy," Kallen spat, flexing her left hand that had punched Cornelia square in the face, "It felt so good."

With a slightly hysterical giggle, Kallen swiftly activated her commlink, "Oh, Lelouch~" Kallen basically sang, "You'll never guess who I just caught!"

Amused with Kallen's behavior, he answered with his own satisfied grin, "Unexpected, but not unappreciated. I have been meaning to 'catch up' with my sister for a while now."

Taking a quick scan of the area, and seeing that all remaining troops still airborne had wisely retreated, Lelouch turned and looked at Colonel Tohdoh.

"So, what do you think, Colonel?"

Tohdoh let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head with a smirk, "I think 'I'm impressed' isn't even close to enough to describe my thoughts right now."

Lelouch chuckled, "Fair enough."

With this final statement, Voltron once more ascended into the night, carnage and destruction left in its wake.

The survivors, surprisingly being most of the troops, could only watch helplessly as Voltron vanished into the night.

"Princess Cornelia…" Guilford murmured in despair. He grit his teeth as tears leaked from his eyes. He failed her. He failed everyone.

Despite the overall atmosphere of loss, after a few moments, Diethard couldn't hold back a maniacal laugh as he collapsed to the ground. That… that had been more than merely a battle. That had a show. A performance! And it had been glorious!


Hidden strategically in the ever-shifting asteroid belt of the Solar System, Britannia was not the only one that witnessed Voltron's victory.

"I don't understand why you're still waiting!" Mao loudly complained, pacing the ship's small bridge, "With this new power, I will easily have my revenge. You can have your Lions and I'll…" he sighed dreamily like a lovesick schoolgirl, "...I'll finally have my happy ending with C.C.!"

"Patience…" was all Haggar said as she observed the last traces of the fight. While it was true that this child had been given great power, should they strike too recklessly, it would be all for naught. Despite their age, the Paladins were formidable adversaries and were no longer working alone.

For her plan with this boy, and yes, despite his physical age, this human was indeed still a boy, to work they had to strike when the Paladins least expected it.


The Lions made it back to the castle with no further trouble, and the Four Holy Swords were eager to welcome their commander back.

Kallen dragged Cornelia out of her Lion and nimbly handed the ciceroy over to Tamaki and Ohgi upon exiting her bay. They had both been instructed earlier to take the princess to the cell that had been prepared for her in the lower levels of the ship.

The battle-hardened warrior was promptly introduced to Coran and Princess Allura, who greeted him respectfully, saying it was an honor to meet him.

Afterward, Lelouch, Suzaku, and Allura quickly filled Tohdoh in on the situation. He only interrupted a couple of times with a brief question. Once everything was laid out on the table, Tohdoh promptly agreed with Lelouch's plan. Though it did run the risk of the Galra finding their planet, he concurred that it would only be a matter of time before they reached Earth anyway, and it was wise to strengthen the planet now before the threat arrived at their doorstep.

"Unfortunately, Colonel," Lelouch added, "most of the other factors, particularly regarding the Galra themselves, remain an unknown. We'll be counting on you to provide as much additional military strategy as possible."

"I understand," Tohdoh nodded.

Lelouch smiled fondly at the man, "It's good to see you again."

Tohdoh inclined his head in agreement.

The doors of the Bridge opening halted any further discussion.

"Lelouch… it's time," Coran said, looking up from the datapad in his hands.


Lelouch's heart pounded as he stood in front of Nunnally's pod. She had been inside for a total of seven days. A whole week. Gazing at his sister's face, her eyes were still closed in a peaceful slumber. It was hard to tell from the outside of the pod had managed to fix anything.

Coran assured them that Nunnally's legs had been repaired. If it wasn't possible, then the pod would have spit her out almost immediately after they put her in. Just like at the beginning, though, Coran was uncertain about her vision. The pod data didn't show any signs of changing in regards to that. All they could do was hope for the best.

"Lelouch, it's gonna be okay," Suzaku said, his hand falling on Lelouch's shoulder. T was clear how anxious the Black Paladin was when he physically jumped at the contact, "no matter what happens, Nunnally's safe here."

"Yeah, and like Coran said, if the pods don't work, we'll find another way," Kallen added.

"We're not gonna give up that easy," Rai grinned, clenching his fist, "We never gave up on you, right?"

Lelouch smiled in gratitude as the rest of Paladins spoke words of support and encouragement, and he was once again reminded how much these people were like his family. Even the Alteans, C.C., and Sayoko who were also present in the infirmary. Words would never be able to describe just how grateful he was for them all.

A small beep was the only warning given as the pod's shell dissolved. The young princess leaned outward, stumbling on her own feet before slumping forward into Lelouch's arms.

After a couple of seconds, the Paladins wondered if she was still asleep at first, Nunnally's hands firmly clutched her brother's arms, pushing herself up. Though her legs were shaking, Lelouch didn't need to hold his sister's weight on his own.

Staring down at Nunnally's face, her eyelids flickered as if just pulling out from a dream.

Then they slowly fluttered open.

Time seemed to stop as Lelouch stared deeply into the lavender eyes that he hadn't seen in over eight years.

"Lelouch…" Nunnally's voice wavered as she caressed her brother's cheek. Tears gathered in Lelouch's eyes, "I... I can see you... and... I feel my legs."

Lelouch couldn't hold his joy back any longer, as he hoisted Nunnally into his arms and hugged her tight. Nunnally squealed, her arms flying around her brother's neck as he spun her around.

Everyone else in the room started cheering, overjoyed that the pods had been enough to help Nunnally. Several started crying right along with the vi Britannia siblings. Suzaku and Allura smiled warmly, small trickles leaking down their face. Sayoko and C.C. were standing to the side, but they still smiled warmly at the moment. Milly and Shirley were openly crying, the Orange Paladin placing a hand over her mouth to hold in her sobs. Rai instinctively reached over and clutched Shirley's other hand, and the two exchanged teary smiles.

Rivalz fanned his eyes, desperately trying to keep his tears in, but failing miserably, "Any… anyone else got… space dust in their eyes…?"

"Yeah…" Kallen blinked rapidly, her throat tight, "There… there is a lot of space dust in here…"

Coran let out a loud bawl, tears flowing and even snot dripping from his nose, "It's filthy!"


AN: FINALLY! This chapter is finally done! I'll admit, this was hard for me to write, especially the part where they were breaking Tohdoh out of prison, and I think I finally understand why. It's because of how overpowered Voltron is compared to the rest of Britannia's military and tech. And because we know how overpowered Voltron is, we know that the fight is not going to last long, and the Paladins are going to suffer very few losses if any at. So this results in what would seem like 'boring' fights. So, that's the main thing that I struggled with before I just decided to let it go. On the bright side, Voltron now has a giant sword to use!

So, Tohdoh has officially joined the Voltron Coalition and Nunnally has woken up! AND SHE'S HEALED! Both legs and eyes!

So, once again, sorry this took so long, but I hope this chapter was at least a decent. R&R and stay safe out there!