Voltron: Legendary Defender and Percy Jackson crossover.

Chapter 1

Percy Jackson and Voltron Legendary Defender Crossover!

TW: Fluff warning I guess XD

Please tell me if I get anything wrong!! Also, Jason’s gonna be alive bc I can’t deal with him dying.

3rd person - Voltron POV

They were going down. The ship was crash-landing on. . . somewhere.

“Where are we going?!” Keith shouted over the loud screeching that was the alarms.

“We seem to be heading to… Earth!” Coran replied. “More specifically, New York, Manhattan!”

They raced past the Statue of Liberty and the Empire State Building. Trees and meadows flashed past the windows, creating a smear of greens and yellows as they flew past.

Finally, they came to a stop outside a strawberry farm. A young looking boy with sandy coloured hair and startling sea-green eyes stared at them quizzically through the rubble and smoke of the ship. 

He was wearing a bright orange t-shirt with the words ‘Camp Half-Blood’’ written in big, inky black letters across the chest, a large pegasus just underneath, and ‘Long Island Sound’ in smaller black letters at the bottom.

“Mum! Dad!” he called. Someone else ran forward. She looked like she was older by at least 3 years. She had raven-black hair, stormy-grey eyes and was wearing the same t-shirt as the boy.

“Stay away from my brother!” she screamed. The girl raised her hand, causing the river that had been flowing behind them to rise into the air. Fish swam in the water happily, acting as if this were perfectly normal. 

A man with unruly black hair the same shade as the girls’ and sparkling sea-green eyes similar to the boys’ ran forward, a woman with blonde hair the same colour as the boys’ and stormy-grey eyes the same as the girls’ followed. They both wore the same orange t-shirts as the children, except the mans’ t-shirt said ‘Son of Poseidon - Camp Director’ and the womans’ t-shirt said ‘Daughter of Athena - Camp Director.’ They stood protectively in front of the kids, glaring at the paladins.

The river fell back into place as the younger girl lowered her arm.

“Stay away from our kids!” the man yelled, he pulled out a ballpoint pen from the pocket of his shorts and held it up as defensively, “Zoë, take Charlie and warn the rest of camp!”

“M’kay dad!” the girl - Zoë - said, nodding. She took her brother by the wrist and dragged him towards the strawberry fields.

“We mean no harm,” Shiro said, raising his prosthetic hand in a calming way.

“Who are you?” the woman asked. 

An army wearing full Greek battle armour over matching orange t-shirts marched up the hill, holding swords and spears with bronze coloured blades. Archers were placed at the back, bows at the ready. 

The woman pulled a dagger from her leg and the man uncapped the pen he was holding, transforming it into a long sword with a bronze blade. 

“I’ll ask again,” the woman asked, “who are you?”

“We are Voltron, defenders of the universe. We come in peace.” Allura said.

Suddenly, someone from the crowd called out, “If you're the ‘defenders of the universe’ how come us half-bloods still get attacked by monsters?!” There was a collective “Yeah” and an “Oh my gods, give them a break! They just crash-landed in a spaceship!” from somewhere at the back. A latino man with grease smudged across his face, chocolate-brown eyes and a white shirt covered in grease stains stepped forward,