Well hello, I am experimenting. Wanting to see how this will do. I was reading a Voltron Fanfiction, was by the lovely DiscordianSamba, lovely writer, check her out when you have the time, back on track. I was reading a Voltron fanfiction and had just got done playing Destiny 2. I began to wonder. What if there where Guardians in Voltron. Then I hit a wall. Guardians were really strong when given time to grow and learn. So I would need to break that down. That leads me to, What if the Traveler sent out a Ghost to find a Guardian to act as a Herold.

I found this worked. Here comes another but, But this leads to the questions of who and how. Keith was the obvious choice in my mind. While the show shows in Cannon that Keith's dad died and he was a Fire Fighter, (If you are a Fire Fighter thank you dearly for your hard work) and died in the line of duty. This leaves him alone in his early life and not needing to really bend his story much.

Though then the thought was, one how would Ghost meet Keith and did I want to make Keith's start similar to The Guardian's, and I thought... heck yeah. SOOOOOO, *deep breath in* World War III ended about 2-5 years before the start of the show. This leaves me with a lot of wiggle room as I believe in the show that Keith was about 18-19 when the journey began. Since the war countries as a pact to regain good graces with each other

This is a test overall. I want to see how this does. Please enjoy.

Well if you know me, You know I rewrite things. 3/13/20

The Traveler, from the beginning was thought of as myth and legend. A god to some, revered by such cultures. If one asked how they knew that the being was true. They would point to carvings from their ancestors. To the second sun that the carvings depicted were they only had one star.

'The Traveler protects more than one,' An old chieftain spoke once. 'For the Traveler's kin protect all. To be chosen… a great honor… but great sacrifice they shall face.'

When the Voltron lions first formed Voltron there was a wave of Quintessence that went through all who could sense it. The Traveler, the strongest of the wielders sensed something. Some evil that had been put into motion. That had been created, had been born. The shadows had been set free, The Darkness released from the Quintessential relm. In response The Traveler created 5 Ghosts. These Ghosts would find heros. Heros in heart that had died, whether young or old. Known or forgotten. It mattered not, all that did matter was what was in their heart. Was it the light…. Or the darkness.

I sighed as we came to the end of the cave.
"Welp, that makes 16 dead ends, adding it to the map," Ghost hummed softly. I turn looking to the Lion carving, standing next to what looked like a woman.
"Ghost, anything new on the lion and woman?" I asked him.
"Just the same legends, The Light Weilder, a water spirit, stars child." Ghost listed out the answers to me. I sighed as I grabbed Ghost gently putting him back into my side bag. Turning back to walk down the path. Just as I made it to the last intersection to head out of the cave. I felt the energy pulse again. My shoulders slump forward. Looking back at the fork in the tunnels, I could hear the hum of energy.
"Again, Keith, are you really going to go right back in?" Ghost asked, peeking out of the bag.
"Yep," I answered him as I started towards the fork.
"But why," Ghost questioned me.
"Because besides this, what else is calling out to me."
"Oh, I don't know, me, to do your job, as A GUARDIAN!" Ghost yelled as he came up to float next to my head. I pushed him to the side.
"We both know the legends shown in the caves, Ghost. The Star Child is coming." I growled lowly.
"And what happens then Keith, there is no guarantee that it will be Shirogane. It could be the Holts. Not only that, if these carvings are true, they won't be who you remember." Ghost moved back in front of me. From his eye, he showed a holographic image. It was of two words. Monsters tortured. I ducked my head a bit. It was something I didn't want to acknowledge.
"Would you really wish torture on anyone, Keith?" Ghost asked the image fading away.
"No, I wouldn't."
"Then let it lay. Give what I offer a chance. We have waited 12 years, Keith, you have been training as a fighter, as a pilot for this. You have the experience as well," Ghost urged softly.
"If the event doesn't take place this next full moon, then we will go on the new moon." I sighed. Ghost twisted his shell before looking back down the path. Lighting our way in the darkness. It wasn't all that big of a surprise to find nothing accept more cave drawings. Ghost guided me out and back into the sun.
"Back into the light, just where a Guardian belongs." Ghost hummed as he went back to my bag after nudging my cheek.

I sat on one of the cliff walls, Ghost off to the side, searching through his memories or just making plans. After all, tonight was the last night that held to the deal. I pulled my knees up to my chest. The hoover bike was at the bottom of the cliff edge. Waiting for the time that it would be needed.
"Keith, something is entering the atmosphere, there is a life sign. You were right, the Star Child is here." The ghost was by me talking away. I ignored him as I scrambled to my feet. Time to shine.
"Well, you still have to be a guardian." Ghost hummed. Vanishing into my jacket. I took the chance now. Jumping from the cliff. Letting the air catch me. Feeling gravity take hold and pull me down. In those moments I watched as the ground came closer waiting until the last second to have ghost summon my hoover bike. The bike roaring to life and catching. He put the helmet on my head. It was time to see if I had gotten my hopes up for nothing.

The Explosives went off without a hitch, and the soundless advance from behind went as planned. Everyone was too busy running to see what caused the explosion to look behind them.

"Were we ever like that?" I asked softly. Ghost is hidden in my jacket. Pulling a Nine millimeter from a holster in my jacket on the other side of Ghost. Loaded with stun rounds. Ejecting the clip to double-check the rounds before clicking it back in. I leave the cover of the rock. Kicking down the two doors raising the pistol and firing on the two techs. The last wearing commander strips. Who pulled a pistol as well.

"Who are you?" The man asked. Holding his weapon up at me. Leveled at my head just as mine was at his.

"I'm Guardian," I answered him we fired at the same time. The blue pellet striking through his thin medical clothes. Taking him out as his bullet hit my helmet. Being deflected from doing any more harm than a scratch. I reached up removing my helmet. Letting it disappear as Ghost took it to put into subspace. Hosting my weapon as I came to the bed.

On the table, the patient was strapped down. The position of his hands showing he had struggled before being administered anesthetic, or put unconscious by other means. Reaching out to the patient I turned their face to me. I was relieved to see it was indeed Shiro. I pulled my knife from my hip and quickly cut him loose. Getting him up to his feet. Arm over my shoulder as I started towards the door.

Just as three humans entered the room. I went to reach for my pistol when it appeared in my hand. Still even accidentally this sometimes stumped me. I lifted it, pointing it at the first one's head.

He froze, eyes filling with fear at being caught unaware and at gun point.

"Keith, It's me, you know. Lance and Keith, neck and neck, rivals you know?" The boy spouted out attempting to save his skin. Ghost peeked out of my jacket to look.

"Galaxy Garrison has figured out it was a diversion. They are on the way back. The cadets are harmless." Ghost spoke just loud enough for me to hear. I lifted up my weapon off of the Cadet. Stuffing it away as I hefted Shiro back up and started towards the door. The others parted watching as I carried Shiro. The fat one and the small female dashed out. The big guy having a set of binoculars.

Out by my bike the big one scanned the area.

"Um, their coming back and they don't look happy."

" Then go home," I grunted as I started to lift Shiro onto my bike.

"What? We would never make it." The Smallest spoke up.

"Do you mind if we come with you?" The largest asked, not waiting to climb on. Causing the tail to fall to the ground. Lance climbing onto the sing as the smallest helped me with Shiro.

"Fine," I grunted as I climbed onto the seat. THe sound of the sound of the trucks coming now reaching my ears. My helmet formed back on my head as the Hoverbike came to life. The start up silent as the Hover bike corrected itself.

"Do we get a helmet?" THe big man asked.

"No, now hold on." I ordered before gunning it. The hoverbike slow to respond due to weight. Soon the bike caught it's wind. Needing more fuel to power itself.

Soon we were speeding down the sands of a desert, but the galaxy garrison had already seen us. Giving chase as the sped up to catch us.

"Can't this thing go any faster?" Lance barked at me from where he was on the left wing.

"It goes fast enough when it's not loaded down with none essential weight." Casting him a glare.

"Hey good idea," He started to look about before realizing what I meant. "Hey!" He protested. I looked back at the Garrison. His concerns were warranted. As the rigs were armed. Meant to take a beating and take attacks. I would need to get up close and personal, but that wouldn't do. They weighed to much for the menouvers I would need to pull off and don't know this desert like I did.

"Ghost, engage autopilot," I ordered. The controls lighting up white.

"Got you."

"Wait, auto pilot, what are you doing?" The small female asked as I moved. Climbing to the other wing. Lance made a grab at the controls. But they didn't respond to him.

"Something crazy." I answered her. Her eyes widened as I chose to glare at the vehicles.

"Are you insane?" Lance hissed.

"No," I answered as my armor formed. My combat armor from the war. THe cloak over my shoulders and the flaming wolf emblem on my bracer. I jumped from the wing. Bracing my legs as I slid in the sand, the first vehicle coming fast. Right at me, I jumped high. Landing on the roof. Knife in the roof, digging through the armor with ease. Hand hold I looked to the weapon turret. THe one manning it looked at me with fear. I lashed at him. Pulling my knife out of the roof as I took hold and pulled. Taking him out and throwing him. Landing on the ground hard. Two of the vehicles lurched to avoid the operator. I used the opening to get in the vehicle kicking the driver out and taking the vehicle for myself.

"Like old times," I muttered softly, as I braked hard, kicking up sand blocking the view of Shiro and the others from the Garrison charging them. The Drivers hesitated a moment, before opening fire. I was an unknown. I was a nightmare. Instincts and experience welling in me as I piloted. Showing off and ramming them hard in the corners sending them into each other.

"We have very different definitions of a good time Keith!" Ghost hollered. "Also, they are at the checkpoint."

"Drop a flash, heck drop a few." I ordered as I pulled hard on the wheel to avoid the coming fire, and kicked up more dust and sand. Starting towards the rock plain that was before the cliff.

The surviving three were behind me, firing every so often, their weapons energy based requiring recharge. The turns tight and the sand loose, they quickly started to lag as their understanding of soft dirt failed them. I saw the hoover bike.

The others where attempting to pull and just holding on. Seeing my buggy they balked. It seemed that they where now deciding their options. Cushioned lives, I got to the roof. The car slowing with no gas feeding the buggy as It started towards the cliff close to where they would pass. Jumping I landed on the wing. Moving fast to take control. Pushing Lance to the side so I could take the controls again as the buggy ran into a protruding rock that blocked any further presurers.

"Your alive?" The big man bulked. Surprised at me.

"Of course she is, don't you recognize the armor, she's Shadow, from the war in Russia." The female barked at him.

"Hold on," Lance spoke up. "Is that a cliff?" He asked pointing ahead.

"Yep," I answered him. Revving the engine.

"Wait! Don't!" They protested.

Arriving at my shack, the big man helped me get Shiro into the shack. Laying him on the bed. The rest falling back into the couch I did have. I left them to it. Ghost pressing against my neck with his horn.

'You have a call?" He spoke softly. I started towards the door.

"Wait," The big man called from his spot. "Where are you going?"

"To make a call," I answered him. "Do not disturb me." I ordered as I closed the door behind me. Ghost coming out of his place. THe helmet vanishing hood down but my armor remained. Before me appeared Devrim. Looking rather pissed.

'What. Have. You. Done?' He hissed before going quiet. Looking me over.

"Well hello to you too," Returning the glare at him.

'5 people got out of that cluster uninjured, the rest of them in the medical bay. Three of them with stun round bullets. Ones I know you had Ghost made for you. I told you to stay away from the Garrison after you were discharged. Now you deliberately attack them?!'

"They had something I needed. It is not my fault they acted so foolishly." I hissed back at him.

'Well I hope it was worth the price, three kids dead!' He barked. I tilted my head to the side. That wasn't right. He stopped upon seeing my reaction.

'They are with you aren't they?' More a statement than a question.

"In my house, and the Garrison knows that they are with me."

'So either they think you cut off loose ends or...'

"Those kids are in for a life of containment. They will be lucky to be in cells together."

'What will you do?'

"Ghost is urging me that it is time to leave. Shiro and the light calling to me is no mere coincidence." I answered him.

"It isn't. The boys are free to do as they wish, but I am leaving Devrim. It is not for me to take untrained children somewhere they are not willing to go."

'You don't have to go alone.' He offered.

"No," I barked. Glaring at him, hands tightening into fists.

'Take a breath, think, then speak.' Devrim ordered. Well aware of how to deal with me.

"I need people here who know what they are doing. I need you all out of the firing line. It's my turn to be at the Vanguard." I spoke softly. He nodded his head.

'Tell those kids to record a good-bye message if they decide to follow you. Send it to their families. They need to know. If they decide to stay have them stay at the shack. I'll have Dred and Cal come by to collect what is left behind.' he went silent before shaking his head. 'Stay safe, Pup.' With that he vanished. Ghost looked up to me.

"Are you ready to uphold your part of the deal?" He asked me. I nodded my head. Just then there was a pulse. I straightened looking off to the caves. It was calling again. Louder, stronger. I could feel it.

The door opened behind me. Turning to snap at whoever it was I was face to face with Shiro. He had a small look of surprise as he looked over my armor. Before relaxing a small smile over his features as he shook his head.

"I should have known when you showed me how to fight." He muttered. Ghost hid back in my hood as I looked Shiro over.

"Well, you weren't small before, but you have more muscle on you now." I looked him in the eye now. He nodded his head slowly. The look in his eyes saying all I needed to know.

"You don't know what happened up there… do you?" Pretty sure I already knew the answer. He shook his head no. He had no idea. I sighed softly. Looking back to the rising son.

"Keith… what is going on?" Shiro asked softly.

"There is something you should see," Assuring him back into the shack.

Coming to the cavern the others climbed off the hover bike. Shiro and Lance had been standing on the wings. Hunk on the tail and Pidge between us. Shiro stayed oddly silent. For all the times we had raced over this area. He to knew the surface well. Hunk and pidge were fast to get down. Fast on the trail of what we believed to be Voltron.