The crew of pilots that were not very good sat in their seats in their shuttle, recreating the mission to Kerberos.
"Will you stop that!" Hunk yelled at their fighter pilot, Lance McClain. Lance was a self-centered teenager that flirted with every girl he met.
"Aw, it's not like I did this—" he lurched the vehicle to the side. "Or this—" he swayed to the other side.
"Will you shut up!" Pidge Gunderson yelled at Lance. Lance rolled his eyes and stopped.
"Thanks, bro." Hunk told the fourteen year old genious. Pidge remained with an emotionless expression.
"Watch out for that hangover!" Pidge warned Lance. Lance smirked and turned around.
"In my first year in flight school, did you know what they called me?" He asked the crew.
"Dead weight?" Pidge replied. Lance rubbed his temple and sighed. He rolled his eyes.
"No, the tailor, because of how I threaded the needle" he replied. He aimed the vehicle forward into the hangover. They heard a large crash and glared at Lance. He shrugged, as if to say 'not my fault', even though it was.
"Guys, we lost a wing!" Hunk yelled in a worried tone. Pidge immediately started typing away on her control panel.
"There is also some mechanical damage, Hunk, get to work!" She told the mechanical engineer of their ship, Hunk.
"Yup, on it!" Hunk yelled, scrambling over to the mechanical engineering room-thing. He succeeded, only to vomit inside. All the lights turned dark, and the words Simulation Failed appeared on the screen. Pidge and Hunk glared at Lance.
"Nice going, Tailor." Pidge taunted. They walked out of the simulation room, and hung their heads in shame. After being scolded by Iverson, they headed to their rooms. Pidge walked into her room and grabbed her computer. She walked over to her false wall, and pulled it away. Behind it, were images of Kerberos, crew members, and words, one of them, being Voltron. She theorized and moved pictures around until the lights out announcement, and she snuck out.
She set up all of her stuff on the roof. Pidge applied her headphones and listened. She never told anybody at the Garrison, but she was only pretending to be a boy to find out what happened to her brother and father. Nobody knew but her. Her real self, Katie Holt was banned from the premises, due to breaking and entry.
"You rocking out up here?" A familiar voice whispered into her ear. She wanted to slap Lance, even if she got detention for it. She whipped around and saw her squad, Lance and Hunk.
"No! I'm receiving transmissions! You may not believe it, but I think there are aliens out there." Pidge informed her team. Lance created a smug look.
"Yeah, right!" He yelled, thrusting his arms out. Hunk looked around nervously before realizing he wasn't going to find a way out. Hunk leaned over to examine Pidge's stuff.
"Don't touch my stuff!" He earned in response. He backed away while Pidge continued to explain.
"Well, I usually can't decode their language, but what I could decode, I've found the word Voltron. And tonight, it's going crazier than ever." She finished. Lance and Hunk looked at each other. Hunk once again attempted to touch Pidge's stuff.
"I SAID DON'T TOUCH MY STUFF!" She yelled at him. Hunk opened his mouth, only to be interrupted by the alarm."
"All cadets remain in your room! We are on lockdown! This is not a drill!" Iverson's voice flooded the loudspeakers. The trio looked over at each other, in a worried panic.
"Omygosh! What's that!" Hunk yelled, pointing at the sky where a meteor was falling from the sky, it's trajectory appeared to be aimed very close to the Garrison. Pidge removed her high-tech binoculars from her bag and looked at it.
"That's no meteor, it's a ship!" She proclaimed. Lance looked at Hunk. Hunk looked at Pidge. Pidge stared blankly at the two.
"Lemme see!" Lance said, grabbing her binoculars. Sure enough, it was a ship. Lance's jaw dropped. Hunk once again looked around nervously.
"Let's go—" Hunk was interrupted by the ship crashing in the desert. Pidge scrambled up and walked closer.
"We have to sneak in!" She yelled. Hunk looked at Pidge like she was crazy. Lance smirked.
"Or.. we could dress up as staff, sneak into the kitchen, and get a late night snack!" Hunk offered. Pidge slapped her forehead, and Lance did the same.
"Or…" Lance began, but bombs went off in the distance. Pidge snagged her binoculars and ran towards the explosion.
"It's a diversion!" She began. She then shifted her vision. "For him." She said, pointing at a red bike that was merged with ship tech to allow it to hover.
"I'd know that mullet anywhere! That's Keith!" Lance proclaimed. Fury spreading on his face.
"Who's Keith?" Hunk and Pidge asked in unison. Lance looked at them, and started to explain.
"He was the top pilot before he got kicked out. Nobody knows how though." He finished. But, Pidge knew the reason. She hadn't seen Keith before, no. But, she did see his file as she hacked Iverson's computer. He had been doing the same thing she had. And, stabbed Iverson's eye in the process. Pidge shuddered.
"Oh." She replied.
"He's going inside!" He yelled, grabbing his sweater zipper and pulling it up. "He's trying to one-up me!" He added, grabbing Hunk, who grabbed Pidge, who yelled in protest.
"Are you stupid!" She had told Lance. While the crew was distracted by the explosions, they left the entrance wide open. The trio walked in, down a long corridor until they saw a room. Keith, the mullet-boy was inside, holding someone's arm, helping them out. Pidge's blood turned cold. Color drained from her face. Where was the rest of the crew? She had though. Hunk noticed her drain in color.
"You okay, little buddy?" He asked her. He also, thought that she, was a he. Pidge let out the breath she didn't know she was holding and nodded.
"Yeah, it's— it's just I thought Shiro was dead." She told Hunk. Meanwhile, Lance was arguing with Keith on who would get to save Shiro. They ended up with them both supporting him as they ran towards Keith's bike.
"Mind if we hitch a ride?" Pidge asked him. The other would've thought it was to get away faster, but the real reason was hoping Shiro would wake up and tell her where her family was. But it was too good to be true.
"Why am I carrying the alien dude!" She complained, trying not to draw attention to her real intention. Later into the ride, they were being chased by Garrison people. Yes, people.
"Can't this thing go any faster!?" Lance yelled over the roaring engine. Keith looked behind him at Lance,
"If we get rid of some dead weight!" Keith replied. Lance looked around, trying to find something to throw off. He saw the rearview mirror.
"That was an insult— wasn't it?"
"Yup" He replied. Pidge's Satchel flung by her side. She held it down, hoping nothing would fall out.
"Pidge, we can throw out your bag!" Lance said, realizing she was holding some luggage.
"No!" She screamed in protest. Lance reached over to grab her bag but she slapped him.
"What is even in there that is so special?" He asked her. Pointing at her satchel. She sighed.
"My laptop, with all of my research, and a special book." She told him. The book was more special than he would of though. Her eyes glazed over as a memory entered the front of her brain.
Katie sat on her bed, silently reading, holding the book just enough that it covered her face. She hid mostly behind a lock of her hair and was huddled in the corner where the two walls met, and where her bed sat. Her brother, Matthew, walked in,
"What's up?" He had asked her. She looked up from her book and looked him in the eye. The glint of anger didn't catch his attention, he didn't get the hint. Or he did, and was ignoring it until he knew what was up with Katie. Sibling things. He sat on the foot of the bed and pulled down her book. She had a bruise right under her left eye.
"If you wanted to punch a jerk, you should've invited me!" Matt said with a frown. He had always been standing up for Katie, but she was too embarrassed to admit it.
"Nobody likes a nerd." She had told him. She had been in fifth grade when Matt had got accepted into the Garrison. She began to study harder so she could also get in. The teachers noticed and moved her up to the seventh grade the next year. That was the grade she was supposed to be in, she just stayed an extra year in Pre School because she wasn't learning the alphabet correctly. So, when she turned thirteen, she was really excited. Two years into Matt's education at the Garrison, Pidge was one year away from applying. But, school wasn't easy. She was shoved out of school pictures, made fun of, and all sorts of things.
"Pidge…" He had began. He looked into her eyes and she looked back. Her eyes were puffy from crying and her bruise was a dark shade of purple
"Don't call me that." Katie had told him. She hated the nickname. It made her feel more like a child.
"Well, I dunno if this is the best time…" Matt began. Katie looked up. She had always loved hearing about things going on in the Garrison.
"There is a space mission— to Kerberos. And… I'm going."
It has been one month since the space mission had reached Kerberos. One week later, the news came. Katie only wished to retrieve water from the kitchen, but sadly, life had something in store.
"The space mission sent to Pluto's moon, Kerberos, has been crashed due to pilot error. The three passengers, Takashi Shirogane, Matthew Holt, and Commander Sam Holt, are now pronounced dead. This is a sad day for all of america." Her mother turned off the TV, noticing Katie was there. Katie ran up the stairs into her room and cried.
A tear streamed down Pidge's face. Luckily, nobody noticed. She couldn't allow anybody to know. There was something else in her bag, it was a secret though, it would give away her identity; it was her diary.
"Is that a cliff!" Lance yelled in worry. Everyone screamed as Keith aimed the bike down and they were falling to their inanimate deaths.
"Hold on." Keith reassured them. He swooped up before they could reach the ground and they kept on riding until the sun had began to rise. They were in a desert. There was a small wood cabin, presumably where Keith lived. Pidge hadn't realized she was still crying until Hunk nudged her and mouthed 'you okay' to her. She nodded and hopped off the bike once they stopped.
