The Lost Paladin (discontinued)

Forming Voltron Part 1

"Okay, we have all 5 lions and all 5 paladins." Lance pointed out.

"Yes." Coran confirmed.

"So now I just have one question: How do we even form Voltron?"

Needless to say, even though the paladins got along with each other, more or less, they still have a long way to go before they can form Voltron. And they need to be ready before storming into battle against the most blood thirsty race ever known.

The Alteans came up with some methods that should help them work better as a team.

They landed back on Arus so they could begin their training. First tactic was to use an ancient Altean mind melding device to link their thoughts and meditate to virtually form Voltron. When that failed, they tried a flying technique that only ended with one succession, lastly they fought against drones and had to work as a team to protect one another. But like all the others, that failed as well.

There was one more strategy the Alteans wanted to try. It was full proof enough that it should end without fail.

"Are you sure Princess? This isn't the most idealistic tactic. The results are unpredictable." Coran asked while privately talking with his royal highness.

"I'm sure. This has to work. They may be a team, but they truly don't know one another, and their bickering is blocking them from focusing on what really matters. If this does not work then...I'm not sure what else can be done."

"Of corse, Princess."

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The paladins lay in silence in the lounge area, lost in their own train of thoughts. All of them feeling disappointed at the fact they haven't been able to get their act together.

"I can't believe we haven't been able to form Voltron. What are we doing wrong?" Pidge asked to no one, staring at the ceiling as she laid on the smooth flooring of the ship.

Hunk shrugged, being sprawled out on the couch. "I don't know, maybe we just secretly hate each other?"

"Well it's no secret who I hate. I think we can all agree that it's Keith's fault we're in this mess." Lance blamed, glaring at the red paladin.

"Me?! You're the one who challenged me to go faster! It's your fault we crashed!" Keith defended.

"Yeah, but whose the one who found the blue lion and got us stuck in space in the first place?"

"If I remember correctly, you were the one who was marked and flew us out here! Not me! And what does coming into space have to do with anything!?"

"Well, for one we wouldn't have to try and form a giant magic robot!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Everyone stopped, looking at the black paladin shocked by his yell.

"No one is happy to be in this situation, but we're here now. No one is to blame for what happened, the lions chose all of us to be their guardians and that's the end of it. We just have to keep our heads together."

As usual, he was right. Pidge and Hunk silently thanked him for putting an end to the unnecessary spat that just took place.

"Hello all, I have a new strategy that should work to help you form Voltron!" Coran said as he entered the room with Allura. Everyone just groaned tiredly in response.

"What is it Coran?" Shiro asked.

"You all will be camping out in the woods!" The orange haired alien said, oddly joyful. The others just looked confused. Camping? What does it have to do with anything about forming Voltron?