The Lost Kogane

Stand Down!

         My name is Kara Kogane. I'm a Blade of Marmora born and raised. This is the story of how my life rolled downhill.

         It all started with the supposed and sudden reappearance of Voltron. Ulaz, one of the few Blades that I was proud to call my friend, freed an Earth pilot named Takashi Shirogane and sent him back to Earth. There, he found four teenagers to pilot the legendary Lions. My mother, Krolia, told me that the Blue Lion was hidden in Texas, where my brother and I were born. She left Earth to keep my father and brother safe from Zarkon, Haggar, and Lotor.

         But I digress. Takashi and his snarky teenage companions were now freeing planets held by the Galra Empire left and right. It made me very suspicious, to say the least. So I began tracking their movements, which planets they were freeing, all that hot mess. So when the Five Paladins and their Altean helpers began plotting a course to our base, I immediately told Kolivan, my father figure.

         I was there when Takashi, who I now knew was the Black Paladin, and his somewhat short Red Paladin friend arrived at the base. Kolivan and the Red Paladin duked it out a little over the issue of. . . . The Red Paladin's possession of a Blade of Marmora knife. Mom mentioned having a knife like that, but left it for my brother back on Earth. Stunned, I yelled, "KOLIVAN, THAT'S ENOUGH! STAND DOWN!" The Red Paladin, whose helmet got knocked off his head by Kolivan to reveal a jet-black mullet, turned to me with shocked violet eyes. Mom's eyes, I thought with a start.

         I yanked my hood off and deactivated my mask, letting my black curls tumble down my back. Miraculously, I still remembered his name after 17 years. "Keith?"