Stranded

Chapter 15- Voltron?

Hey all! I want to take a second to apologize for how long this chapter has taken to come out. I'm really embarrassed about that. I have received questions about if I will finish this story and the answer is yes. If I start a story I will always finish it. Now please enjoy!

"Anything?" Methuselah questioned Yamajit.

"Absolutely nothing. Figured they're just in there scheming."

"That's the last thing we want."

"Not like there's really anything we can do about it, unless you feel like storming the damn thing."

"I'm tempted to."

"WHAT?!" Yamajit stared at the Elite with bulging eyes, he knew that infiltration was one of the mans specialties, but to actually consider breaking into one of these unknown contraptions was insane.

"We've confirmed there's five of them so why not? There's twelve of us, and I have the ability to get in."

"No no no no no. We've seen five of them, that doesn't mean there aren't more, and theoretically yes you can get in, but we only think that because there's never been anything that you couldn't break into. Also how do we know that if you get the door open, IF, that it won't immediately close after you? Twelve to five might be good odds for us, but one to five? Not so good." Yamajit sighed, he had worked with the Elite for years and was well aware of the crazy ideas that the man was prone to but this? This was a new level of crazy.

"To be fair...Kalabhiti could probably enter with him regardless of how fast the door closes." Kalayavan muttered out appearing to Yamajit's left.

"Do NOT encourage this!" Yamajit snapped at his fellow Captain.

"He's got a point. As long as Greenie stays close to me when I open the stated 'door' then he's fast enough to slip in with me." The Elite confirmed.

"And I don't have a point? I'm not saying that you two couldn't get in, but come on, two against at least five? I don't like those odds." Yamajit countered.

"Yeah but it's two Elites who both have mastered the Beast Form, it's not like they're weak." Kalayavan muttered again.

"Why are you encouraging this?" Yamajit was giving his fellow Captain an outright death glare.

"I'm not encouraging per say, I'm just working out the facts. Thinking out loud if you will." Kalayavan wasn't fazed by the glare in the slightest, long since used to them.

"Go think somewhere else then!"

"Alright buck up. It's my decision and I'll talk to Kalabhiti about it once he's awake." The Elite stated effectively ending the debate.

"He's still out?" Kalayavan arched his eyebrow at the Elite, it was unusual that the Elite wasn't up with the sun.

"He had a hard time last night, let 'em rest a little longer." Kalayavan nodded at the other man's words, he knew how much trouble his leader had when trying to sleep on missions.

"It's Commands decision not yours, ya know." Yamajit muttered still fighting the craziness; reopening the conversation.

"How so?" The Elite challenged.

"Our orders are strictly recon only! We can't make a serious move like that without talking to Command first."

"No, those are your orders."

"What? Since when did we have different orders?"

"Since we got the call on the long range comms."