AN- I wish to point out that I had every intention of this being just a short little one-chapter fic, I never thought that this would happen. Thank you so much for all of the support!
Disclaimer- I do not own, or claim to own, any of these characters, they all belong to their respected owners, I simply create fanfiction with them. Any similarities to real people or real events is purely coincidental.
Keith bolted upright, shocked awake by an incessant pounding on the protective door that broke through his sleep coma. Lance jerked awake a second after him, shooting him a confused look, Keith just shook his head slowly approaching the door and drawing his bayard, fully prepared to stab the person who so rudely interrupted his sleep.
"SHIRO?!?!" He gasped, forgetting about his stabbing plan as his brain was filled with nothing but shock.
"What?!" Lance questioned, sounding just as confused as Keith as he turned in his seat to look at them.
"What are you doing here? Why are you here?" A thousand more questions swirled inside his still groggy head, but one broke through the rest, "Wait, where's Pidge?"
"Oh, Pidge is around. How's he doing?"
Keith narrowed his eyes at him, something was off. Shiro would never allow Pidge to just wander around on a completely unknown planet, and weren't they supposed to be getting Hunk anyways?
"He's fine. Why are you here?" Keith remained firm in the doorway, blocking Shiro's way and most of his view.
"He didn't sound so good, so I thought we would check on him."
Keith couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, his voice sounded off, his stance—wait his stance! Shiro had said something to him about his leg before reaching Pidge, if his leg was hurt why would he be applying even pressure to both legs? He was hurt, that much Keith could tell through the coms, so why did he look perfectly fine now?
"Right. Do me a favor? What's his last name again? I can't seem to remember."
"What are you doing-" Lance started before Keith shushed him.
"How is that relevant to the situation?" Shiro asked, anger and annoyance evident in his words.
"How did you even know what Lance sounded like, aren't your coms broken?" Keith suddenly remembered that little detail and what Shiro had said earlier about how Lance sounded, something definitely wasn't right.
"Oh screw it." Shiro muttered under his breath before launching himself at Keith catching him off guard tackling him to the ground.
"What are you doing?!" Keith yelled holding him at arm's length above him.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Lance yelled from his vantage point. Shiro's back had started to...to change form? Before either of them knew what was happening, "Shiro" had fully transformed into a creature straight out of a horror movie, complete with pitch black skin, scales and spikes on its body, fangs, and a tail; Keith threw the thing off of him readying his sword for the creatures' next strike.
He hated the fact that he was in a lion right now, his movement was extremely restricted, and Keith was determined to keep the creature far away from Lance who was now forcing his body into a standing position. The creature's eyes were locked onto Lance, Keith hardly registered in its mind, all it wanted was its original target-the boy in blue. It wrapped its tail around Keith's leg effectively holding him in place while at the same time it launched its whole body forward using its weight to pin him and his bayard. Having pinned Keith its attention returns to Lance, snarling at him but unable to approach him without releasing a furious Keith, so it waited, bating its time, it knew one of them would crack.
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Stranded
AcciónAll of the Lions of Voltron were shot down onto an alien planet by the Galra and must get to each other before they return. Coran, Allura, and the Castle of Lions have problems of their own and cannot help.