3rd person POV:
"Where are we?" questioned the Cuban boy, Lance, looking around the vast castle in both confusion and awe. The much shorter boy, Pidge, walked up to a console, wondering aloud what activated it. (I'll be referring to Pidge as he/him until it's revealed to the other characters)
"It's some kind of control room," he realised aloud. As if on cue, the console suddenly glowed with a bright flash of light, causing them all to yelp in surprise. Three mysterious pods with frosted glass rose from floor. The boys, who were starting to regret stumbling in here, could make out three figures behind each misted glass.
"Are these guys... dead?" Hunk asked what was on everyone's minds. As if to answer his question, one of the pods opened, revealing a girl, who looked around 19 years old. She had long stunning waves of white hair, in contrast to her flawless, mahogany skin. There were two peculiar glowing marks under her eyes, and her ears were pointed like an elf's from fairytales. She wore an elegant blue dress, brimmed with noble golden and white. Her luminous blue eyes, and a golden headband on her forehead, caused her to have an an unmistakable royal aura about her.
To Lance's surprise, she fell right into his arms.
"Father!" she cried. Lance blushed immediately, then tried to impersonate a suave persona.
"Hello," he greeted with a smirk.
The girl didn't seem very impressed. "Who are you? Where am I?"
"I'm Lance," he clarified, "And you're right here in my arms." The girl analysed him carefully, and her eyes fell on his ears.
"You're ears..." she began.
Lance was caught off guard. "Yeah..?"
"They're hideous. What's wrong with them?" she asked to Lance's dismay.
"Nothing's wrong with them!" he shrieked in defence, "They heard exactly what you said about them!"
The girl, feeling a lot more awake now, grabbed the boy by his ears, bending him over and putting him in a restraining position. Lance cried out in shock, struggling to escape.
"Who are you?" she repeated, but with a more authoritative tone this time, "Where is King Alfor? What are you doing in my Castle?" Her accent was somewhat British, very accentuated and almost posh in a way.
Lance cried out, "A giant blue lion brought us here! That's all we know!"
There seemed to be millions of thoughts running through her mind, the boys could almost see the gears turning in her head. "How do you have the Blue Lion? What happened to its Paladin? What are you all doing here? Unless..." Her numerous questions faded into one. "How... long has it been?"
It was at that moment a second sleeping pod opened. It was a girl again, younger and slightly shorter than the first, probably around 17. She looked strikingly similar to her though, with the same dark skin, and marks on her face, although blue instead of pink. They also didn't seem to glow nearly as much as the other girl's. Her eyes were a dark hazel, with golden specks making them seem all the more magical. She had raven black hair with multiple silver-white streaks in them that fell past her shoulder, halfway to her waist. Her clothes were much different from the other girl's. She wore a shoulder cut-out white top, and wristbands that looked like worn-out bandages. Her mid length skirt, held up by a golden belt which possessed a dangerous-looking dagger, was designed with blue and grey. She wore dark thigh-highs, unintentionally ripped at the knees, and shoes that looked a little too old. On her forehead rested a wonky golden headband similar to the other girl's, slightly more battered and bruised.
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As Cold as Fire [VOLTRON Keith X OC]
FanfictionRiley is a tough, slightly sarcastic, but kind-hearted Altean. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, half Altean. Her whole life, she has never really been accepted, not by society, not by Altea, not even by her own sister. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, half sister. And 𝙆𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙆𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙚...