Chapter 1

A/N: Voltron: legendary Defender and Destiny xover. I've finally worked up the nerve to post this story after seeing a similar one: Fire Guardian by Safire 19, great story, I recommend it.

So a bit of background: in this story Terra and Earth are different planets, close to each other, but not the same solar system. The Guardians were classified by the Garrison and other Earth governments but were well known throughout the rest of the galaxy/universe. I just decided to keep the Reef in Earth's system, and the Tangled Shore is the second location in Terra's system. The Awoken are also a separate alien race rather than descendants from Humans.

This takes place after the start of Destiny 2 and at the start of Voltron S1. I am changing things from the regular Destiny and Voltron storyline for this story, some changes will be minor, others will be a lot bigger. In example: I am also making it where Guardians can have kids, and these kids can be chosen by a ghost to become a Guardian.

Don't like it, not my problem, guess what it's fanfiction, it's about imagination.

I am going to try to follow the seasons to give more background and insight into the differences in this xover, but I will be incorporating different parts that weren't in the series & the further into the story we go, the bigger the changes may get. We'll see.

I am also going to be using some languages I have found online for the various alien languages seen in both series and, unfortunately, I do not have accurate translations of all of them. I checked, and the largest Destiny translation had only about 87 known words. So, I apologize right now if some languages seem different in here than what they are in the game and in the show.

I just own the story, and the OCs I have added.

Enjoy!

Five figures stood on Pluto's moon, Kerberos watching as two men were carefully pulling an ice sample out. "Easy son, this ice is delicate," Commander Samuel Holt instructed observing as his son began removing the core.

"Amazing isn't it Shiro?"

"You guys get a little more excited about ice samples than I do," the Japanese man smiled as the Awoken woman next to him rolled her eyes.

"What about you Jaz?" Matt winked.

"I prefer flying fighters thank you very much, why I was chosen for this mission I'll never know," she stated crossing her arms.

"Because Shiro needed a copilot?" Matt suggested and she flipped him off. "It was most likely to keep appearances you know, to show that the Reef interacts with us more than with just trade."

"Touché."

The commander ignored them as he admired the sample. "This is history in the making. Not only have we traveled further than anyone in our system ever has. But this ice sample could lead to clues about life outside our solar system."

"Think about it we could be the first people to meet aliens," Matt boasted.

"What? Darvah and I aren't enough for you?" Jaz questioned motioning to the Eliksni engineer currently typing on two separate boards recording data."

"Well, unless your mother wants to disclose anything about your spaceflight abilities and that you have in fact left the solar system and thus confirming my conspiracy theories, then you guys lost your cool factor after the first hundred years," he stated earning a scalding glare and a growl from the woman as the four-armed engineer used one of his hands to flip Matt off—which was an impressive feat for a being whose species had only three fingers per hand. "Speaking of conspiracies! What happened to Prince Uldren? I heard a rumor that he went completely nuts around the time the Queen mysteriously vaninshed?"

"Commander Holt! Scanners are picking up something!" Darvah called as the ground began to shake.

"Seismic activity?" Commander Holt asked as they joined him in analyzing the data.

"No, that!" he pointed to a large ship entering the area.

"Everyone back to the ship!"

The tractor beam activated and all five blacked out as they were yanked off their feet.

-.-

"Eyrolul Zarkon, to tolo ntuwraml nbnroy X-9-Y en uldolod twom to auwmd rwono rlayararo ntaomranrn," were the first words Shiro heard as he regained consciousness.

Remembering what happened he shot up and looked to either side of him, Matt and Sam were still out cold, Jaz was regaining consciousness, and Darvah's four glowing red eyes were narrowed in a hateful glare as he occasionally struggled against the several guards restraining the biggest member of the crew.

"I dum'r rwamp rwob pmut embrwaml wnoaws."

The dark form on the screen their captor was speaking to narrowed his glowing eyes. "Tepo rwoy vetp ru rwo yeahm asoor aul amrolluleraum. Two dlwadn tass aamd uwr twer rwob pmut."

"Please! We come from peaceful planets! We mean you no harm!" Shiro pleaded ignoring Darvah's warning look. "We're unarmed."

Darvah and Jaz winced as a guard slammed the butt of his gun against their comrade's head, knocking him out.

"Tepo rwoy ru rwo vlal," their captor ordered and the guards dragged the five away.

Coming to, Shiro looked up from where he was being dragged to see Sam, Matt, and Jaz being pushed forwards by a single sentry as two took the four-armed Eliskni behind them. Hearing whispers, he saw prisoners peering out to stare.

Passing a window, they just saw endless rows of cells.

-.-

A year later.

Keith sat waiting on one of his sparrows on the edge of a cliff watching the skies warily.

"What do you think the carvings in those caves were signaling towards?" his ghost asked floating up next to his head, glancing to his Guardian nervously.

"Don't know, hopefully something that can get us off this rock so we can find the Kerberos team."

"We could just use our own ship," he replied.

The young man raised an eyebrow as he looked to his partner. "I thought you were against that plan, Yorak?"

"Well, that's when I started picking up those mysterious signals out in the desert, though I still say we need to find the source."

"We've had a year and found nothing, I don't think the Kerberos team can wait anymore, especially not if they were captured," Keith stated tying a bandana over the lower half of his face.

"Who do you think would've captured them…you don't think…?" Yorak trailed off.

"The Cabal aren't known for taking prisoners and the footage Petra's spy equipment retrieved would've shown the foot soldiers, Cabal don't use tractor beams in terrestrial combat. Not to mention I and any other Guardian hiding in this sector, would've received an alert."

"But…everyone else, I don't think they went to the Shard before Terra's evacuation, they might not have their powers back like we do."

"Even with our diminished numbers we could still fight, remember Dad's fireteam? They killed Crota and Oryx and there was only six of them, same with the fireteam who entered the Black Garden, the Vault of Glass, the Iron Temple, should I continue? Not to mention all of those missions were in restriction zones."

"True but—incoming! Five-o-clock, twenty-degrees up!" he said disappearing.

Following his ghost's instructions, Keith looked up to see the ball of fire entering the atmosphere and crashing into the ground. "Let's go," he said activating his speeder, whirling it around, he shot towards the crash site.

Turning to a stop, he zoomed in with his helmet. "Garrison has already hit the crash site."

"We'll need to set up the bombs if we want to get in," Keith said. Starting up the sparrow again, he shot through the canyons down towards the flats, dropping inactivated bombs as he went. Leaning right, he spun it around heading for the opposite side of the valley from where he dropped the bombs.

"Yorak switch Quick Death out for the modified Racer-01!" Keith ordered.

"Acknowledged," he said as the sparrows switched under Keith, the black sparrow being replaced for a larger, older red and white Earth hoverbike he and his dad had speant some time modifying before he returned to Terra a few years ago to handle the Red War.

Driving up behind some rocks, Keith could see that in the period he'd been driving, the Garrison had time to set up a quarantine facility. "Yorak! What do you see?"

"Our targets are inside, one armed guard, three to four medtechs," he said, "Bombs activated and set to go off in three, two, one—"

Several explosions rocked the valley, and Keith smirked as he saw the guards racing towards their vehicles to investigate.

"Let's go!" he said driving full speed towards a rock near the tent.

Stopping behind it, he jumped off the sparrow, he grabbed his knife and raced inside.

The doors opened, revealing three rather surprised med-techs. "Hey!" one said lunging at him, before Keith punched him, holding back a lot of force so he wouldn't accidently crush the skull. The other two lunged and he hurled one over the table and slammed the other into the wall, knocking them out cold. Pulling off the bandana, he jogged over to see who was it that crashed.

"Shiro?" he gasped in shock, taking a step back. The man's forelock had turned white, he was paler like he hadn't seen the sun for some time, his arm had been replaced, and there was a large scar crossing his nose, but nonetheless it was still easy to identify his friend.

Pulling out his knife from its sheath and quickly cutting the restraints. Looking over to the other cot he saw a familiar Awoken woman with light blue skin and bright azure hair that now fell messily past her shoulders, when it had once been barely long enough to pull into a short ponytail. Like Shiro's hair, there was a silvery streak in the mess of brilliant blue. "Jaz?"

Going over he cut her bonds as well. Now he just needed a way to get both out of here quickly.

"No! Nope, no, no, no you don't. I'm saving Shiro and Jaz!" another boy said storming over as a tall dark-skinned teen and the small replica of Matt Holt that just had to be Katie stood behind him.

"Who are you?" Keith demanded.

"Who am I? The name's Lance."

"It's not ringing any bells on my end," Yorak stated as he tried to remember who this guy was,

"We were in the same class at the Garrison," he tried again.

"…Did that weird Taylor guy have a twin?"

"You an engineer?" Keith asked trying to place him, most engineers were Fallen due to their dexterity and thick skin, but there were exceptions to the rule.

"No, I'm a pilot! We were rivals! You know, Lance and Keith, neck and neck!"

Oh, he was the idiot who insisted they were archnemeses for some reason. "Right, you're a cargo pilot," Keith grumbled tossing Lance an annoyed glare.

"Fighter now since you washed out."

"Congrats, you take Jaz, I've got him," Keith said as they started dragging the two pilots towards his sparrow.

Getting outside, Keith climbed on, as Lance helped hoist Shiro and Jaz up behind him as the tall boy and Katie climbed on, causing the sparrow to tip back.

"Will this thing be big enough to hold us?" Katie asked.

"No," Keith growled.

"Please, we'll be lucky to make it off the ground, sparrows have trouble carrying two, let alone six people!"

Ignoring his ghost's comment, Keith started the engine and spun around, they needed to get away before the Garrison caught up, otherwise those three would be in serious trouble, Shiro would go back to the lab, and Keith and Yorak would be back under the strict scrutiny of the Garrison's Admiral Sanda.

That zihyt was determined to control all Human Guardians despite the fact they were not under her chain of command. In fact, even the lowest ranking Guardian outranked her. But then again, her thought process had always been: it's dangerous if it's not one of us.

It was a mindset that made all Guardians despise her and made them want to stay as far as possible. She would do anything to ensure their compliance to her orders, of that Keith was certain.

"Can't this thing go any faster?!" Lance demanded.

"We could get rid of some non-essential weight," Keith replied.

"Ok!" Lance said and Keith hoped for a moment that he would actually toss himself off. "Wait…that was an insult."

"Big guy! Lean left!" Keith ordered, and the sparrow swung over to a natural path going to a higher ledge.

"Mr. Harris just wiped out Professor Montgomery!"

"There's still two more on our tail, but I think we could lose them if we make that jump to the path across from us," Yorak informed.

"Lean right!" Keith ordered and the big guy leaned right, allowing them to make the jump onto the other path as the last two Garrison vehicles chasing after.

"Still on our tail. My maps indicate the cliff up ahead, it'll be risky but if we'll need to make some adjustments to the rotors with all this extra weight."

Keith smirked, that was all he needed to hear. "Uh…is that a cliff up ahead!" the big guy called.

"Yep," Keith replied, flooring it as the other three started screaming at the top of their lungs.

"YOU'RE GOING TO KILL US ALL!" Lance screamed as they flew off.

"Just trust me!" Keith snapped, before hitting the brakes, causing the rotors to swerve forwards and slow them down just before hitting the bottom, but still letting them retain enough velocity to speed away from the Garrison quickly.

Sighing in relief, Keith started heading towards the old house he called home, ignoring the three unwanted guests as they clung to his sparrow for dear life. His father had bought it Lord knows how long ago and the title to the house and the surrounding land in a ten-mile radius still belong to him. Not even the Garrison would dare trespass on a Guardian's territory.

Especially if they didn't know if his father left their pets before he left for Terra.

Pulling up, he winced as the back hit the ground with a clang as he shut off the engines, that was going to need some serious repair. Lance and Katie had already pulled the two pilots off and let Keith lead the way inside. He quickly tossed an empty soda can he left lying around to the cleaning bot he stole from the Tower when he was younger, before motioning to the master bedroom.

"Set Shiro and Jaz down there," he stated pointing towards the bed as he looked for some medical supplies he kept on hand, making sure to close the door leading to the office. "Get some rest, it'll be a while before whatever they knocked them out with wears off."

"Wait how come you get to help them!" Lance protested.

"My house, my rules, go in the living room or the guest room, and don't mess with J-47. I've taken plenty of medical courses, I can handle the rest," he snapped shoving them all out and slamming the door. "You can come out."

"Finally," Yorak said reappearing. Floating over, he began scanning Shiro.

"Well?"

"He has a mild concussion, most likely from the crash. His arm has also been replaced with a cybernetic, similar in structure to that of an Exo, however, I'm getting energy readings suggesting that this is a more weaponized version. There also appears to be numerous scarred injures. But otherwise he's fine, we just need to let the sedative run its course."

"And Jaz?"

"There's an abrasion on her right arm, she also appears to have sprained an ankle. There is scarring and bruising as well, but nowhere near as significant as Shiro's."

Keith nodded, putting the supplies up after disinfecting and wrapping Jaz's wounds before scrounging through his drawers. He found some of his dad's old clothes from when he took the civilian job shortly after their arrival on Earth. It looked like his dad's clothes could fit Shiro; even if they didn't fit right it would still be an improvement from the unitard.

Searching through a few more drawers, he was relieved to find an old red tank-top, torn jeans, a light tan jacket, and hiking boots that hopefully fit Jaz. Keith's father said the clothes were his mother's.

Setting the clothes down on the nightstand, he groaned, stretching his arms before getting out of his gear and putting on his red jacket, grey t-shirt, black jeans, and, red and white boots.

"You should get some rest Keith, I'll wake you when the drugs start wearing off," Yorak stated as his partner yawned.

"Fine," he sighed leaning back in the chair instead of going to his room, closing his eyes to appease his ghost.

He didn't mean to actually fall asleep.

A/N: so…those of you who play Destiny, how about Forsaken, huh? I was honestly not expecting some of those parts they added in. Those of you who wished for a darker tone: I BLAME EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU FOR KILLING OFF MY FAVORITE VANGUARD!

And the Shadowkeep trailer?! OMG I'm excited! We're probably gonna die, but I'm excited! THE MOON'S HAUNTED!

Anyways, sorry for that, I'd like to hear what y'all think of this.