Fractured: Voltron

Dont faint.

Pidge went rigid. She wasn't screaming, she wasn't fainting with a frail hand placed up to her eyes. She was just staring. Staring at her doplganger, staring at the second figure who she now saw who they were. Despite their long messy hair, and taller build, those eyes, tan skin and whole manner belonged to only one person.
Lance. She thought.
They both looked older by possibly a decade, maybe younger than what she thought, older looking due to the scars they held in various parts of their exposed skin, the worst of which was a scar on older Lances collar bone and older Pidges right cheek.
She may have contemplated being insane, but some how she felt this was all very real. Despite its impossibility.
Question after question circulated through her mind, but all she could get out was,
"HOW?"
The Lance-look-alike made a little laugh and the elder Pidge shot him a look.
"I think you should sit down."
Pidge reluctantly pulled out the chair, and sat down promptly. She safe her bayard down on the table and kept her eyes on the other two. The older Lance sat down, casually laying his sharp shooter riffle over his chair, and elder Pidge kept her eyes trained on younger Pidge, sitting down and putting her folded hands under her head and her elbows on the table. She had her head tilted up ever so slightly and nodded at you s Pidge.
"I know how impossible it seems. There are plenty of things that you don't know, and we have come to tell you most of those things. Everything important at least. But quantum entanglement makes this impossible! You might say, but I promise this is real."
Pidge admitted to herself the concept had crossed her mind, but she had already been to another dimension so the idea of two versions of the same person can exists.
That's not what she was baffled about.
"Why did you take green?" She said, quite aggressively. The older Pidge closed her eyes and said calmly, "Green is safe. We had to take her away because we need to talk to you. You got here because the planet you were on has a naturally high count of gases that cause drowsiness, we put so much in the area you landed in it over loaded your helmet. We will explain what is going on, if you agree to listen. We need your help."
Young Pidge almost laughed because of how strange this was. Why me? She thought briefly.
The older Pidge didn't let her answer. She held up a hand as if she already knew what young Pidge would say.
"I will explain. You can trust us, as I assume you already know who we are... it's hard to trust many these days."
Pidge snorted. "Yeah, last time I met other dimensional beings they tried to steal the will of the whole universe."
Older Pidge calmly sighed and said "Hey, useless you gonna interject?" She raises her voice for the last part and swiveled her head towards the older Lance who was watching the scene unfold between the two. He sat up and said "um, yes." He cleared his throat in an overly dramatic fashion that was all- too familiar to younger Pidge, as he said "Listen up, lil Pidge. Your universe is in"- "danger?" Younger Pidge finished for him. "I've heard you say that a lot. What kind of threat, we already have the Galra and Lotor."
All we need is another thing going wrong...
Older Lance snorted almost.
"Honey, sit down. Your Galra are a cake walk to what we are dealing with. Let's just say that we need to get a chunk of that meteor, the special one. That or Voltron, because we came to this portal to warn you.
The Galra we know are twice as dangerous, and on the cusp of getting to a new portal. They will reach here and they will conquer you and everyone. Their simple battle ships are forty times anything you've seen. Not to scare you to an insane degree but we barely escaped by the skin of our necks! A storm is brewing, and we need all the help we can get."
Pidge had several questions but asked the most obvious first. "Why do you need our voltron here, where are your other paladins?"
Lance breathed in quickly and he looked at his Partner, as if expecting some type of reaction from them. The older Pidge closed her eyes and said.
"It's not important right now. We can tell you later, if we have the time."
Oh... Pidge thought. So it's a sensitive topic. Not one I want to know from those reactions.
"Why the meteor, then? What are you going to do with it?"
Older Pidge smiled ever so slightly, and said,
"An experiment went wrong about ten thousand years ago, and we would like to do it right. It could save us all." Young Pidge widened her eyes and said "you don't mean..." "I do. I promise it will be right. All the pieces were in order back then, but they were used for all the wrong reasons. We came here to tell you because it was important to let you know, and only you would know that transmittion. But we also need a convincer. You can do it. But you see, we have a request. We will give you green, and you will go and tell the other Paladins. We will wait on the planet we are outside now, which is a small distance from your planet you were taken from, and we will wait here. Bring the Paladins here so they know it will be safe and then they can come and take us to the planet in whatever manner, just so long as it's right away. Trust us they might, trust us they may not, but get them to cooperate. Then we will discuss everything. Tell them what will get them to come, enough to be suspicious but not enough to seem crazy. You're a smart girl, you will figure it out."
Older Pidge leaned back and said a small
"Understand?"
Young Pidge nodded and said, "I do."
Old Pidge stood up and motioned for old Lance.
She looked right at Pidge and said in a calm but almost excited tone,
"Then let's go get you your lion."