Light Years Away | A Voltron Fanfiction (On Hiatus, sorry, I'm trash)

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The castle travelled through Allura's wormhole, reaching its intended destination. Hunk wasn't kidding, this ship was huge. In fact, huge didn't even begin to describe it, it was basically the Death Star- only it was a cube.
"Look, we all want Lance back as soon as possible, but why don't we take tick to make a plan?" suggested Shiro even though what he was saying wasn't arguable.
"Right, sure, patience yields focus" breathed Keith, closing his eyes before opening them again. Every member of team Voltron (excluding Lance) was staring at the impossibly large ship that lay before them.
"You said Lotor wasn't here?" Gulped Allura, her eyes widened at the prison.
"Yeah, he's two star systems away, he shouldn't bother us" assured Pidge before blinking out of her stupor and going back to her computer to try and find a route in.
"What's it looking like Pidge?" Asked Shiro as he too broke his gaze and turned towards Pidge.
"We're are close enough for me to hack in, just give me a sec and.... Ah ha! Okay, it looks like there are multiple levels with mostly droids as guards but there's still a lot of actual Gulran on the ship. There are cameras everywhere and the outside is trained to shoot anything that comes near it. I think we can trick the outside sensors with Blue's sonic blast but that means we'll only have one lion to get over there in" explained Pidge, she bit her thin lip and rubbed her temple. Hunk gulped.
"Okay, but where in the prison is Lance?" Asked Keith, leaning towards the screen.
"He's the most guarded, right in the center of the cube" announced Pidge sadly. Hunk gulped again, everyone looked pale.
"What's our plan?" Asked Hunk, looking at both Shiro and Keith but Allura is the one who answered.
"We take Blue and land her on the outside of the cube, using her sonic blasts to shield her from the sensors. Then we use the airlock to get into the actual prison. From there we split into two teams, with Coran monitoring our progress from here in the castle. Both teams fight their way to the center, one will be freeing prisoners as they go and directing them to the escape pods and the other team will make its way towards Lance" Allura spoke with such certainty that no one dare question her plan, a rather good plan as well.
"Good idea. Allura, Pidge and Keith will go free the other prisoners whilst Hunk and I get Lance" added Shiro to a displeased growl from Keith.
"No way, I'm getting Lance back" said Keith, folding his arms and glaring at the other Paladins.
"Look, you are part Gulran so you'll be able to quickly use handprint to free prisoners. Plus you and I are both close proximity fighters, something we'll need to utilize when we get inside, putting both of us on the same team doesn't make sense. Why do you want to be the one who gets Lance anyway?" At Shiro's strict words Keith blushed slightly before turning away and muttering something about feeling responsible for his team since he was the Black Paladin. Shiro sensed there was more to the story but swept the thoughts out of his head, they had more important things to deal with now.
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Allura expertly flew Blue onto the side of the cube, her claws latching onto the sleek metal and sending ripples through it. The four paladins and the ex-paladin went through the airlock and ended up in a pretty dismal looking corridor. The entire place was grey, metallic and inhuman. The sobs of the prisoners as they cried out for their probably long dead families were easily audible. Or maybe they were still alive and Keith was just a cynic. There were guards, both robotic and not, littered about the halls but they were distant and hadn't yet noticed the arrival of the paladins.
"You know the plan, you three save as many prisoners as possible and Hunk and I will get Lance. We all have the schematics of the prison downloaded into our armour so we should be able to find our way. Good look" whispered Shiro, before charging down the hall to the left at top speed.
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Shiro and Hunk charged through the enemies, blasting and punching almost indistinguishable in the chaos. Gulran blood was spilt but lucky for them the Gulran empire seemed to have gone with quantity over quality when it came to their guards. And before rushing into battle Pidge had disabled the guards' communicators so they couldn't alert the rest of the prison to intruders, they'd figure out eventually though. The droids were easy to take down, their movements repetitive and bland, the Gulran soldiers however were a different story. They yelled and bit and clawed and shot and were simply tiresome to deal with as they kept getting back up no matter how often you shot them down. Hunk's laser cannon was blasting at an unimaginable rate, the multitude of blasts heating the surface of the Yellow Paladin's bayard. He was in front, doing his best to clear the bulk of their enemies with his blasts and Shiro cleared up the stragglers that refused to go down. The entire situation was exhausting, they were fighting dozens of people at once but they were making progress.

Upon reaching the center of the cube the duo noticed two things: the increase in guards and the utter silence from the cell Lance was supposed to be in, it looked like it was soundproof. At this point determination kept them strong and they managed to deal with the guards outside the cell in minutes, wiping the sweat off their brows aftrrwards. Now all the had to do was get in. Shiro sliced the keypad next to the iron door and the two then walked into a room they were not expecting. It looked like it had been beautifully decorated, the furniture was ornate and there was the remains of a chandelier on the ground. Near said chandelier was Lance, pale and currently in shock from their abrupt entrance. He looked better than expected but still not very well.
"We have Lance" called Shiro into his comms, wincing at the sounds of battle that answered him, he blocked them out. Now was not the time for a flashback.
"You okay Buddy?" Questioned Hunk as he crouched down to Lance's level, a concerned look on his usually happy or nervous face. At that point Shiro realised Lance wasn't too terrified to talk, instead he was on the verge of tears with how relieved he was.
"Ye- yeah... I'm ok- okay- y" he croaked in reply, as if he hadn't spoken in days. Lance sat up a little straighter, supporting himself with the wall. Shiro really hoped Lance had the strength to walk, to figure this out he decided to look for injuries, and immediately found the blood on his knuckles. He looked at Lance worriedly, the Red Paladin gave a small smirk in return.
"I thi- I think they drugged the water. At first it made me really angry, I, ugh, I couldn't control myself -he looked away, clearly embarrassed- now it just makes me super tired and weak" he said it quietly, still not used to talking.
"Can you walk?" Asked Hunk softly, Lance nodded uncertainly, trying to hoist himself up using the wall but falling back down.
"Little help up?" He requested before Shiro pulled him to his feet, the Red Paladin swayed slightly but managed to stay upright and then nodded at his comrades.

The three fought their way back to their rendezvous (the airlock), going as fast as possible. Well, only Hunk and Shiro were able to fight, Lance still looked pretty out of it and could barely walk- slowing them down considerably. Lance looked apologetic and Shiro had considered that to get out quickly they'd have to carry Lance but that would mean one of them couldn't fight. And in a prison full of guards who wanted nothing more than to kill you there was no way they could sacrifice a fighter. And in his current state Lance was, very unfortunately, a burden. He was unable to fight with them but still needed protection, more so than Hunk and Shiro as the Gulra and droids seemed to realise that this specific prisoner was their top priority.
"I see them!" Yelled Hunk, his relief flooding the hallway. In the distance they could see red, green and pink blurs fighting through what had devolved into a literal crowd of guards. There were so many, in fact, that it was impossible for them to fight the paladins without accidentally hurting each other.

Upon nearing the other Paladins, they noticed Keith taking on three, very large, Gulra. Two were wielding blasters and another had a sword. Keith always fought aggressively and yet with grace, but after hordes of enemies his movements were now sluggish, almost sloppy. Even Lance noticed despite seeing in mostly double at the moment and he caught a glimpse of what was about to happen. In the midst of battle Keith was focusing on the two Gulra with blasters, but the one with a sword was behind him, his sword raised and ready to strike.
"NO!" Cried Lance anger and fear and protectiveness filling his every fibre and then...
Icy shards shot across the floor, freezing all Gulra in its path and killing the Gulra that was about to land fatal blow on Keith. Said Black Paladin turned just in time to see the ice pierce the guard's heart, and hear the clatter of the sword hitting the metal ground. Lance had just taken out a good quarter of their enemies
Everyone was frozen in shock, well some were also frozen literally, except for the droids who were still coming on strong, not phased by the event that had just occurred. The fighting continued, only Lance really was out cold now, and the guards were swarming around him. Keith felt a wave of anger, a fierce protective instinct and.... Caused flames to lash out at the droids surrounding Lance, burning them to a crisp. And then Keith fell to the floor too, feeling as though his temperature had suddenly tripled.

What was happening to them?!?!