What a true Alpha looks like

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"Our Alpha" Pidge grinned his ears and tail coming forth.

The shockwave from the impact rippled through the battlefield, sending both sides into a momentary state of awe and confusion.

The Blue Lion's majestic form was unmistakable, and its sudden reappearance sparked a mixture of hope and disbelief among the Pride.

"Lance..." Keith whispered, his voice choked with emotion as he watched the Blue Lion stand tall, its presence a beacon of strength.

The opposing black warriors hesitated, their confidence wavering at the sight of the Blue Lion.

The leader, now pinned under the weight of the Blue Lion, struggled to break free but was clearly outmatched.

The Prides warriors, emboldened by the unexpected turn of events, rallied and began to push back against the opposing forces.

The battle's tide was turning in their favor.

"Keith, get ready," Shiro said, gripping his bayard. "We need to support Lance."

Keith nodded, determination replacing the tears in his eyes. "Let's do this."

As the Pride surged forward, the Voltron Paladins returned to their lions and took off moved with precision and unity.

Allura's Pink Lion provided cover fire, while Hunk's Yellow Lion reinforced the flanks.

Pidge's Green Lion disrupted enemy formations with well-placed shots, and Shiro's Black Lion took command of the battlefield, coordinating their efforts seamlessly.

The Blue Lion continued its fierce assault on the enemy leader, its roars echoing across the battlefield.

The forces faltered, their morale shattered by the sheer power and ferocity of Lance.

Keith and Shiro, now on the ground, led a charge towards the heart of the enemy formation. Keith's movements were swift and decisive, driven by the fact that his mate was near.

As the battle raged on, the Voltron team and Pride fought with renewed vigor.

The black warriors were being pushed back, their lines breaking under the relentless assault.

"Keith, we've got this!" Pidge shouted over the comms. "We're pushing them back!"

Keith's heart pounded with anticipation and hope. "Keep it up, everyone! We're almost there!"

The opposing forces,  began to scatter. The Blue Lion stood triumphant, its eyes glowing with an intense light as it watched the remnants of the enemy.

With the battle won, the Voltron Lions regrouped, and the prides warriors tended to the wounded and secured the area.

Keith approached the Blue Lion, his heart racing. "Lance... is it really you?"

The Blue Lion stepped forward, lowering its head to Keith.

The connection between them was palpable.

Keith reached out and touched the Lion's snout, feeling the familiar warmth and strength.

As Keith's hand made contact, a shimmering light enveloped the Blue Lion.

The air around them seemed to hum with energy, and Keith stepped back, eyes wide with anticipation.

The form of the Lion shrank and morphed, the light intensifying until it was almost blinding.

When the light finally dimmed, standing in the Lion's place was Lance, now in human form but with distinctive blue lion ears and a tail.

Keith's breath caught in his throat. "Lance... it's really you."

Lance smiled, tears welling up in his eyes. "Yeah, Mullet. It's me."

Keith rushed forward, pulling Lance into a tight embrace. "I thought I'd lost you forever."

"You never lost me," Lance replied, his voice thick with emotion. "I was always here, waiting to come back to you."

The rest of the Voltron team gathered around, their expressions a mix of joy and relief.

Allura stepped forward, tears streaming down her face. "Lance... brother, you're back."

Lance turned to Allura, his eyes filled with love and gratitude. "I'm back, 'llura."

Allura joined the embrace, her joy evident. "I missed you so much."

Lance nodded, his eyes filled with gratitude. "I missed you all too."


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As the Voltron team gathered around Lance, now back in human form with blue lion ears and a tail, the sense of relief and joy was palpable. 

However, Lance's expression suddenly turned serious.

"There's something I need to do before we go home," he said, his voice steady but urgent.

Keith looked at him, concern etched on his face. "What is it?"

Lance stepped back from the group, his eyes focused on the retreating black shifters. "Those warriors... they're under some kind of mind control. I can feel it."

Allura nodded, understanding his intent. "You think you can free them?"

Lance nodded. "I have to."

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