Survival of the Innocent (A Voltron fanfic) (Book 1 of Fates Entwined)

Eventual Evil Part 1

Hi everyone. Sorry it took me so long to update. I've missed updating and I'm glad to have finally done it. I was on holiday for two weeks and busy with no internet access, then I got my GCSE results on my birthday and enrolled all on the same day. Tomorrow I start college so I should be less busy and go back to updating once a fortnight. Fingers crossed and thank you for your continued support and patience.

In the Castle of Lions, the Arusian King tells his version of Voltron's battle against the Galactic Gladiator before a party of Arusians. Two groups of Arusians act as either combatant.

"The monster fell from the sky! It was an epic battle, but Voltron was victorious!" The King proclaims and the Arusians pretending to be the Robeast knock down the other Arusians pretending to be Voltron.

"... No. I said, Voltron was victorious!" The King repeats and the Arusians end the battle accurately, causing the Arusians to cheer.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for that... wonderful production. It saddens me that we must leave tomorrow, but we must continue our battle with Zarkon and spread peace throughout the universe," Allura thanks the King and gives him an Altean communicator, "Your Highness... please accept this gift. This will allow you to contact us anytime you need help. Arus will be the first planet in the Voltron Alliance."

"Hoorah!" The Arusian King holds up the communicator; the Arusians cheer.

Hunk approaches Keith and Lance, who are watching the display. Keith's ghost of a smile at the joy and innocence the Arusians give off is not lost on the other two Paladins.

"We ought to get something like that," Hunk smiles, hoping to get Keith to smile more openly.

"Like what?" Lance asks, confused on what he means.

"You know, like, a cheer. Like, a team cheer that we do."

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, okay. How about, uh... I say 'Vol' and you say 'Tron.' Vol—!" Lance begins, glancing at Keith hopefully.

"Uh... Vol-tron?" Keith replies, thoroughly confused.

"No! No, no, no, no, no. The cheer includes the instructions. I say 'Vol' and you say..." Lance tries again.

"... Vol-tron?"

"... We'll work on it," Lance responds, trying not to offend his friend.

Keith just shrugs at Hunk. A platter of drinks come past and Lance drinks Nunvill and is disgusted. Keith hides a snicker at his face, remembering how he got used to drinking it, often when he was ill.

"Coran, what is this?" Lance manages.

"Oh, this is Nunvill, the nectar of the gods."

"It tastes like hot dog water and feet."

"Yeah, makes a wonderful hair tonic as well," Coran sprinkles Nunvill on his mustache and it grows luxurious.

Lance retches, causing Keith and Hunk to prod at him until he falls. Coran approaches Shiro, who is watching the Castle's entrance. Keith's eyes follow him and he continues to keep glancing at them, even when Hunk and Lance try to get him to loosen up.

"Not feeling well? Try some Nunvill. Settles the stomach and brightens your smile."

"I'm not sure we should be letting everyone wander in and out of the Castle like this. It doesn't seem safe," Shiro replies, faint memories coming to him with vivid emotions.

"Oh, these Arusians won't hurt anything—" Coran says, before he sees Arusians playing with a hover platter, "... Much," he cringes at the sound of them crashing, "Besides, it's only fair to let them see the inside of a Castle that's been sitting on their planet for so long."