This is something that popped into my head and wouldn't let go of me for days on end. This takes place post "Dradin, Baby, Dradin" in an AU where nothing past it has happened.

Voltron Force is owned by Nicktoons, I think.

RWBY is owned by Roosterteeth.

Daniel woke up in his and Vince's room like usual. He didn't bother to get dressed for breakfast, no one else ever did either. That in itself had led to the cadets' very unfortunate discovery that Lance sometimes liked to sleep comando.

Daniel always made sure to just stare at faces during the morning after that.

He was dressed in different pajamas than usual, wearing gray pajama pants and a black t-shirt with a symbol of a violet lion. He shuffled down the hall, slowly waking up as he went. By the time he reached the dining hall, he was alert and energized. He got some breakfast and sat down with the others, eating as he watched the others.

Larmina was essentially dead in her cereal. 'Hm, guess even ninjas aren't morning people,' Daniel thought. Vince hadn't even gotten up; Pidge looked like he'd barely slept, Hunk was eating all the powdered doughnuts. 'Damn it Hunk. I liked those.'

Keith and Allura were talking quietly over two cups of coffee, and Lance sat with the coffee pot in front of him. 'Geez, definintely not morning people.'

Coran walked in, looking wide-awake.

"Morning Coran," Daniel greeted the older man.

"Good morning Daniel," Coran replied, shuffling the stacks of envelopes in his hands. "I swear these envelopes weigh a ton."

"Do you need any help?" Daniel asked.

"Yes, please hold these for second." Coran handed him the bottom of the stack, including the thickest one. Daniel stood and frowned at the weight, seven envelopes alone shouldn't weigh more than three pounds. He thought for a second as Coran shuffled through and distributed the envelopes to each of the Force, not one coming to him. Daniel slowly gave Coran envelopes as he gave the others out. Eventually, only the thickest envelope remained.

Daniel observed the envelope and smirked. It was plain beige and only about the length of his forearm. The packing label was standard, with interplanetary postage included. He read the address silently and turned the envelope over in his hands, noting the gray wax seal on the flap, a pair crossed axes with a laurel whreath around it.

"Oh, Daniel that one seems to be addressed to you," Coran said, realizing that only the thick envelope was left

"Cool," Daniel said, trying to act it. He popped the seal on the envelopeand opened the it, finding another envelope and a group of thickly folded papers. He unfolded the papers and read them.

After he finished reading, his face lit up in excitement and he exclaimed. "Oh HECK YEAH!"

"What's with the excitement?" Vince asked, slumping to the table, still half asleep.

"It's time for the festival back home!" Daniel cheered. He was met with confusion all around.

"Back home?" Allura spoke up. "But there's no Earth festivals going on right now."

"Oh, I wasn't talking about Earth," Daniel said. "I was born and raised on a planet called Remnant."

The other members of the Force looked suprised, making Larmina look at them confused. She turned to Allura and asked, "What's the big deal? So he's not from Earth, big whoop."

Allura turned to the ginger princess and shook her head. "No Larmina, it is a big whoop. The planet of Remnant is a place plagued by embodiments of darkness, which they combat with a natural resource akin to magic. The world is protected by guardians called Huntsmen and Huntresses."

"They also," Daniel added in. "Can manifest their souls into a thing called Aura, then utilize it as a Semblance, which is a form of superpower unique to the indivdual."

Daniel pulled out a thick folded paper and unrolled it to reveal a poster and put it on the table, revealing the image of the Amity Coluseum hovering over a city.

"Aw yeah! Vale's hosting this year!" Daniel cheered, reading the poster.

"So its just dancing and music?" Larmina asked. Daniel shook his head.

"No way," Daniel said. "There's culture from each of Remnant's four kingdoms, and the four Huntsmen schools come together to compete in the Vytal Festival Tournament. They narrow it down to the best of the best and then fight for the title."

"Ooh! Can we go watch, Aunt Allura?" Larmina begged, eyes lighting up in excitement.

Allura frowned, putting her hand to her chin in thought. Keith saw this and spoke for her.

"Lotor is still out there," He said. "And while it would be good for everyone to go, someone needs to stay behind.

"I will," Vince said, still not fully awake.

"Same here," Pidge added. "I have to update the Castle defenses anyway."

"I shall stay as well," Allura finally said.

With that, Keith nodded to the ginger cadet. She cheered and jumped up and down. Daniel turned to his hero and smiled.

"Thanks Keith," The dark haired boy said. Keith smiled back.

"So when does this this festival start anyway?" Lance asked. Daniel checked the poster again.

"In five days," He replied.

"Alright!" Larmina exclaimed. "We should go right now!"

"Hey slow down Larmina," Hunk said, putting a hand on her shoulder. Larmina pouted and everyone else laughed.

For the next five days the cadets trained extra hard and without question, even Daniel, much to the surprise of the adults. His skills even jumped suddenly; he became on par with Larmina at sparring and almost as smart as Vince in the classroom. It was almost like he was pouring his very soul into his skills, feeding every last bit of energy into it.

The night before they were set to leave for Remnant, Daniel put a special case in with their luggage, not telling anyone what was inside. The only thing he said was,

"You'll see."

The same night, Vince saw Daniel pull out a picture and smile at it. The dark skinned boy's mind went in to overdrive.

The picture, the case, the letters, Daniel's sudden skill increase, Daniel himself and Remnant were all entangled in a twisted web where the connections were thin and confusing. Vince saw this mystery and knew he and Larmina had to get to the bottom of it.

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Hershey.