Prologue

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Shiro is two years older than Pidge, the rest doesn't change, this is on the end of the third season

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It's been a deca-phoeb since Zarkon's "death" and the fall of the galra empire all over the universe, all taken away from him by the paladins. We all know what I'm going to say: he hated them from the bottom of his -wait, he doesn't have a "heart",-soul(?). He was furious, frustrated and envied the old when he had his empire of 10,000 deca-phoebs. His name didn't mean anything anymore, and that made his -wait again, he has blood?- body boil from the anger.

His voice was like a bomb to the silence that took control of the throne room a while ago. He demanded his commander -he was besides Zarkon- to see the witch. The commander hesitated and Zarkon noticed this.

-send him to the arena- 

He had enough to deal with now that the empire was going down

The sentries entered and stopped the commander from moving, screams of fear were heard from the hall. A sentry entered the room with the witch.

-sir-

The raspy voice of the witch was heard as she approached the throne. 

-any updates on the location of Voltron-

He was impatient and the witch didn't kneel down to him and he was getting pissed.

- they are in olkari, a cargo ship is expected to past that location in a few quintants -

A devilish smile was on the witches face, Zarkon ordered to send to that ship 200 more sentries, they knew Voltron would go attack that ship to get information, but Zarkon had a plan. And everything was going according to plan.

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Hey there!

I hope that this isn't as bad as I think, please go visit the original creators story to compare 

And that's all for today, enjoy the rest of the chapters

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