Voltron Oneshots (Klance), by moongirlel ✔️

"The End Is Just The Beginning" (Pt. 1)

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Coran and Pidge both find a way to bring Allura back to life, in a different form.

When Lance finds out he his both happy and frustrated, after all you can't change what's already been done... right?

And if Allura could or did come back, what would happen to Lance and Keith's relationship ?

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Context:
I wrote this part of a book when I was 13? 14? So expect horrific grammar mistakes.

No, I will not be continuing this as I am no longer in the Voltron fandom.

I based this story around Keith Kogane, Lance McClain and his family, due to Lance's connection with Allura.

This was an incomplete story, so I decided to move it over into my one shot book instead, to keep all of my incomplete stuff together.

Enjoy this mess of an idea. It's like 2 very long chapters!!

I'm really spoiling you guys today with random uploads 🥰

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The Sharpshooter was relaxing on his bed, his home bed; the one he'd missed since he and his friends wormholed through space in the blue lion.
Everything has changed since then, Earth has never been calmer. No more war, no more violence, no more death and destruction.

Lance sighed, sitting up he looked at his and Allura's picture together. The picture that they got on their date together, that day was one of the best days of Lance's life.

Some days he tells himself to move on and remember that Allura is always with him, and keeping him strong through all of his decisions.

While other days he locks himself away from his friends and family - crying, saying, thinking, believing that it was his fault that Allura sacrificed herself this way...But he just got over it a few months ago.

He usually dreamed of Allura, he fully believed that she's with him. In his mind, and in his soul.

Lance ran his thumb over the glass surrounding the picture, wiping dust of the surface so he could see their faces probably.

"5 years, I can't believe its been this long. Time really does fly, time rift or not." He chuckled lightly, placing the sliver frame back into the top drawer beside his bed. He pushed the shelf closed and headed towards the stairs to go down them. "I'm glad Keith has taught me how to move on."

Pictures of his family and friends ran along the walls. His friends, his family, everyone they have meet and knew were on the wall displayed in photo frames. Everyone except Allura...

"Lance! You finally came down, your friends are here to see you. The small one with the glasses, the emo one with the long hair and the old man who has the mustache." Veronica smiled as Lance entered the kitchen.

"You're still calling them that, Veronica. Seriously?" Lance rolled his eyes, "Hey guys." He grinned from ear to ear as he see his friends sitting around the table, mostly happy to see Keith though...

"Lance! Guess what?" Coran practically jumped off his chair and grabbed Lance by the shoulders shaking him.

"Coran," Keith sighed and rubbed his temples, "This isn't how we agreed the conversation would go. You know how Lance is about getting him all riled up, then suddenly drop his hopes by telling him something depressing."

Coran twisted his index finger around his mustache, he narrowed his eyes at Lance then at Keith. "I suppose you're right. Lance we came here to tell you something very important, you know back when we had the castle of lions 1.0?"