The Voltron Lions

Chapter 1: In The Beginning

(A/N: I don't know exactly what this story will be like, so stay tuned and feedback is encouraged!)
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A long time ago, before the paladins we know and love came into play, there were the lions. Way before even Alteans were created, the lions roamed the grass meadows of an early Altea.

Hundreds of these creatures thrived on this beautiful planet, without a worry in the world. Life was easy and carefree. When Queen Altea, the first Altean, arrived with the first pioneers of this new land, they established strong bonds with the lions that were native there. After a few millennia, the lions and Alteans still coincided peacefully together. The lions would even let small children, like baby Princess Allura, tug on its mane or stroke its soft fur. These lions were majestic creatures, standing at a whopping 50 feet tall and came in all sorts of varieties and colors. Everything was peaceful and happy. That is, of course, until that terrible day. The one that many wish they could forget.

It was the day the lions died.

No one exactly knows what could have caused it, which only made it harder. Their cries could be heard in the summer night, it was such a beautifully sad sound, that many cried out back to them as well. King Alfor, knowing it was only a matter of time before they were all gone forever, began working on something that could potentially save a few of them. This project was no easy task, and had a deadline as short as young Allura's patience when she didn't get her way.

When the robotic beasts were assembled, King Alfor took a step back and observed his work. Was this the right choice for his people? What if Voltron fell into the wrong hands? But there was no turning back, not after they came this far. King Alfor had already selected 4 other paladins to pilot the lions.

These new heroes stood tall in line, a look of determination across each face. The blue paladin, of course, was King Alfor himself. Yellow was a Balmeran named Pok, who always had a smile on his face, but was a true fighter and a great warrior. The green paladin was a small Olkarian named Yuzeli, the smartest of the group. She was one with technology, that was for sure. The red and black paladin were both Galra. Razelea, a beautiful Galran woman, was accompanied by the leader of the team. Zarkon, the soon to be emperor of the Galra.

Once everyone was ready, Alfor rounded up five of the last lions on Altea and began the process. He spoke the words of a ritual that could put the spirit of the lions into each mechanical beast. It was a draining process that had King Alfor on his knees, but it worked. The eyes of each mechanical lion glowed with life, the same he had seen in the lions all those years ago.

Voltron was ready to defend the universe.