Voltron Coran' Squad Logbook 1

Log 008 - Bonding

Thanking Coran for his guidance, the hologram asked him to leave the girls in his care. The old man, proud of himself, agreed and bowed to his former king before leaving the room. Once the hydraulic doors closed, Alfor asked the girls to sit on the ground. The background changed to a new place, Altea's castle garden, with many mazes of bridges above their heads.

"This is one of my daughter Allura's favorite places." He took a place on the ground as well and looked at the girls. "I will open yourselves to each other."

The girls looked up and eyed the holographic man. He chuckled as he opened a program with his finger, showing the paladins of old. Sadly, to keep the tension low, he didn't show Zarkon.

"Who was the past Black paladin?" Roe asked out of curiosity.

"It had to be a close friend of yours, right?" Leila asked with a genuine smile.

The hologram chuckled sadly and opened his eyes. "It was an old friend indeed. The closest I'd ever had before my daughter was born. Unfortunately, he died..."

Nakia peeked over her shoulder to look at the scenery around them. The castle was standing all mighty, the sky with stars and clouds mixed together like a colony of sorts. Alfor noticed the mage was focused on something else and cleared his cleared his throat. The Demelvian looked back and apologized. He smiled in a fatherly way.

"Everyone has their own type of personality. They fitted the best way they could to fight back the evil forces. But once Voltron came to an end and had to be hidden from Zarkon's vile hands, I didn't know any longer... where their positions were. That is where my memories stop."

Clara touched her cheeks, self-conscious of her Altean marks. Alfor also took notice and frowned sadly. Zarkon and his crew were still that terrifying after ten thousand years... He couldn't forgive them. He got up and opened a slot from the wall and the holographic field faded back to the landscape once more. The objects floated back to the girls sitting before him.

"Before explaining the training Coran asked you four to take, I want to hear your thoughts of everything. Every bit of your mind is a piece of the teamwork you girls need to work on."

The humans sighed in unison and crossed their arms. Clara proposed to get out of the room. She tried to open from the inside, with no luck at all. Roe put her finger to her lips and a bulb of light appeared above her head.

"All we need to do is kick it off!" She said, earning glares from everyone and cowered behind Leila.

They all groaned. Tapping her fist into her palm, Leila remembered.

"Our teacher always taught us to put problems aside and work together. We need to put our trust in each other."

"What's the point," Nakia said, really uneasy. "We're useless." The girls looked at her, surprised. "Don't get me wrong, Lance told us so. We don't work as a team and we failed the first simulation because we went off the chart."

"We didn't fail." Clara cut her off.

"We did." Nakia got up, looking at the brunette with an intense stare. "We are not the Paladins of Voltron. We don't fly the lions and we don't have the same power as the Princess. Everyone has a role and we don't."

Roe walked in-between them. She frowned with a stern look, something she wouldn't even do most of the time, only if it was upsetting. Wait... it was an upsetting moment.

"You shut up." She said. It was surprising. "You're partly right. We failed alright, but we still have a chance to prove ourselves in front of the others. We are still not ready, I agree, but we need to focus more on ourselves than what they said. Coran told us to meet him here, and King Alfor is there to help us out, training us to be a better part of the crew."