"Hey Lance, you left your helmet back there so I wanted to-" Keith stopped in his tracks as he saw Lance. Lance just froze upon seeing him. Keith felt his face heat up. He was pretty sure it was entirely red. Hopefully he was wearing this right cause if he was, Lance McClain had boobs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So I was hoping to put the first chapter of this in a contest. So be prepared for that.

PREVIOUSLY TITLED "ALONE" - Season 2 AU - As Voltron made their escape from Zarkon's base, Haggar's dark magic corrupted the wormhole. It forces the Lions and Castle from the stream and separates them throughout the depths of space, Lance alone in the dark. Floating in empty nothingness with a dead lion around him, Lance finds Blue's communications fried, unable to contact the rest of the team. Who is to find him, but a faction of the rebellion, including one out-of-place and very-much-human Matthew Holt? This is shaping up to be more of an adventure than Lance anticipated. Prompt/requests from Vol_Voltron and CultofKurasano included inside! New title suggested by Captainlynda!

Hey everyone, This is my first time publishing a fic so I hope it's at least meh level of good. Warning: mentions of racism and depression (they are pretty heavily used subjects in this so if you're sensitive to these its best to not read) Now let's actually try to describe the story... Lance had been feeling down for a while now...but not just down, he felt distant from his team. Coran was the only one who seemed to care but he couldn't keep bothering him. He kept his feelings locked tight...but he never even imagined he'd be dealing with a bunch of racist aliens. Fun. Now let's see how much a depressed pure child, an army of racist aliens, a dramatic backstory and a rock can reveal. (SHOUTOUT TO THE AMAZING KAZOO WHO MADE THE COVER FOR ME. MATE YOU BE A LEGEND @KirishimaAndKazoo Also here's his Instagram if you wanna check out some more of his art. @finnlaearts)