Sir and Lady Oneshots

A worse Future - Plance.

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When one thinks over the future, they don't think over war, death, starvation and doom. 

One thinks over a greater world, a brighter world and a happily life.

One thinks over the many advantages and stronger growth of humanity. 

But such a future had came and passed. 

A future that grown to be the future's past. 

War had fallen, just as war had fallen for every generation of history. 

As long as mankind held breath in their lungs, destruction only follows. 

The enemy were alien but they were also human. 

The planet had chosen to fight a war against itself. 

Even with it advance in technologic and medication, humanity chose to carry on the tradition of war and death. 

A peace within the universe, allies of aliens, had not changed from mankind's hunger for power and greed. 

With the planets war, soldiers grew to be younger and younger when they were called up to fight for their country, their family and their pride. 

As well as the encouragement for younger and younger teenagers to awaken their sexual nature and try to bring more children into the world. 

Times may see as the future compared to those from history but the future was not better or improved. 

And a unit known as Voltron was sat around an unlit fire outside their tents. Talking among themselves after having eaten barely lukewarm supper and drinking their portion of afternoon hours water. None tired just yet and decided to talk among themselves. 

The story over how they ended up in their soldier role coming up and all falling on the subject over asking about it. Leaving them all to learn something new about each other even after spending five years as a unit together already. 

"I signed up at eighteen. Wanted to impress the ladies by standing as a soldier. Thought my chances at getting a girlfriend would grow once I was in uniform. Instead it's gained me more holes in my body from the enemies bullets" Lance sheepishly grinned as he scratched at he side of his neck and knowing his reason was rather dumb. He'd sat at thirty years of age now, wasting so much of his life to this war and still being as single as he was when he joined in. Rarely any time outside of the soldier life was given and leaving it impossible for him to find anyone to marry or fall for. 

"I was drafted. Told to arrive at the training camp at the set date given to me or be show as a coward. I was seventeen, apparently that year we had one of the higher death counts and they were desperate for more soldiers. I lost my job at the factory to help "encourage" me to be at the training camp on the date given" Hunk admitted with a weak smile, knowing none would be surprised he was forced into such a life when he was an overly kind person who was barely surviving over the guilt of taking lives. He was a man of peace who were forced to drown in blood he never wanted on his hands. He was now thirty years old, married to Shay a nurse and having three children with her that he only gets to learn over by letters from his wife and children. Always trying to give some warning when he'll gain leave so his family could meet him at wherever he'd be dropped off for his leave. He had twin sons and a daughter.