[THIS RP IS A PREQUEL RP TO CLOUDSWIFT'S VOLTRON RP; DISCUSSION THREAD HERE]
[@Excalibur Queen @Cloudswift]
Planet Varius
A deep, dank cave rested on Varius. The Planet of Shadows was an infamous world, known mainly for its eternal night and an almost complete lack of sunlight. The only heat comes from the lava, which rests mostly on the surface. The planet's strange lava fits with the dark and gloomy atmonsphere, its rivers filled with dark red molten goop.
A flash from the sky. For the first time in eons, the thick, grey clouds of Varius are parted. As they are, three figures each descend with a strange device in hand. The large creatures lifted their powerful left hands - rather, the drills in place of their left hand - and began to burrow into the rock. Cutting through the ground, they felt less dirt and stone beneath them than before. Burrowing deeper, the three figures had the ground collapse beneath them as they fell into the cave.
Unhurt, the three creatures rose again. Using their no-longer-in-motion left hand, they activated their built-in headlights. Right in front of them all was a large black-and-purple mechanical lion.
They had found what they were looking for.
Each pushed forwards the device they were holding in their right claw-hand. The three large bent bars synchronized, coming to a dead halt around the protective purple hexagonal force-field the Lion had made itself. Each glowed, its blue anti-gravity generators coming alight. The three figures activated their boot-jets, grabbing hold of the handles of the newly-formed ring. They flew up, carrying the Lion - still in its force-field - with them. As they rose back up into the atmosphere, leaving the dusk and gloomy Planet Varius behind them, a faint purple light glowed over them.
The three Robeasts rose into the Galran ship, the Lion with them.
The Bayonair
Luke Herald swore to himself, the plate popping out. "Stay together you piece of trash!" he whisper-yelled. "Come on you junk pile, give me one thing, just one thing..."
Luke held the steel plate back in place, pressing it down. He grabbed the welder, about to put it together, when it sprung back out again. Luke let out a shout, hurling the welder across the room in rage. That was when one of the guards walked in. "Mechanic?" he asked.
"WHAT?!" Luke demanded.
"Perhaps your glasses would help?"
Luke growled. "I am near-sighted, my glasses help me see things far away. They WON'T tell me how to weld this DAMN PLATE TO THE SIDE OF THE DATA BOX!"
"I'll go see if I can collect some manuals for this situation." the guard said, running off before Luke could tell him not to. Luke sighed, flopping to his knees.
"What the hell am I even doing here...?"
Suddenly, an image of the Purple Lion appeared in Luke's mind.
"What was that?!" he demanded, getting up. He was curious. He knew they had stopped at Varius to get something the empire needed... was that it? Why did the Galra Empire care about what looked like some sort of mechanical lion? Perhaps... it was something he could find out?
Luke recognized his character flaws. He was high-strung, often spoke before thinking and had boundless curiosity. He knew the risks... but to hell if he'd let them stop him. Luke walked over to his computer, accessing a map of the Bayonair. Searching around, he found the lower cargo bay. He tried to access the security cameras for that area.
ACCESS DENIED - SECURITY CLEARANCE DRUID OR ABOVE
Druids? That was a strange requirement. Luke opened up a hidden compartment of his work desk, pulling out a special USB. Plugging it in, he ran a few protocols from the stick.
ACCESS GRANTED
Luke looked as the footage buffered, satisfied that his hacking program worked as intended. He saw the Lion that had flashed in his vision just a few seconds ago. "What are you?" he asked.
Suddenly, more images popped into his head. Luke grabbed his head, his brain pounding. He saw the birth of the Lion alongside four others, all in a line and all with a suited warrior to pilot them. He saw the Lions going into battle and merging into one powerful figure. He saw Galra warships being destroyed by the large robot warrior, and a spell shattering it across the universe. He saw the Purple Lion landing on Varius, a crater made on impact. He saw the injured robot crawling into a cave and surrounding itself with a shield, shutting down almost everything. He saw, twenty thousand years later, three Robeasts bringing it up to the docking bay of the ship, and the Purple Lion finding a kindred soul in Luke Herald.
Luke staggered back, the images stopping. He knew more than what just the images had shown him - somehow he had understood the deeper meaning behind the images. He knew the war that the Lions fought against the Galra Empire, which he had always known to be unjust and cruel. But now he knew that the fusion robot, whatever its name was, could stand up to the Galra Empire. All Luke needed to do was find the Lions and people to pilot them.
Then came another trio of images. A strange device held in a locked box - a bayard, the Lion told him. The bayard locked in a slot within the cockpit of the Purple Lion - activating the Lion's true powers. The Purple Lion with new blasters not there before - unlocked by the bayard. Luke knew what he needed to find before he left, but he'd have to be quick.
Delving into the maps again, he located the storage room. As he mapped out the best route in one window, he used another window to check what the storage room had in it. He managed to find a few items restricted. Using the USB, he unlocked them, and found the bayard. He identified the crate it was in and wrote it down just as the map finished calculating the optimized route. He grabbed everything in his secret compartment and the USB, turned his computer off and wiped the harddrive, snatched a portable taser from the wall - put there so that engineers could defend themselves - and went out into the hallway.
Luke ducked and weaved in and out of cover as he moved to the storage bay as to not be detected. He made sure to avoid guards, using a special wrist-mounted mini-computer to loop footage feeds as to not be caught by the cameras. When he made it to the door, he quickly plugged his computer into the electronic lock and hacked his way in. Sneaking inside, he moved quickly towards Storage Container 37-C.
As Luke hacked his way past the security clearance, he heard the door opening behind him. He silenced his movements, confident that he'd be kept secret by the many rows of shelves and crates.
The box popped open just as the Galran security guard turned the corner.
"What are you doing there?!" he demanded, drawing out a stun gun. Luke instinctively grabbed the bayard and, feeling it transform, fired the laser out of the arm cannon. The guard was struck, tumbling down with a crash.
And it was at that moment that the security cameras refreshed, alarms sounding.
Luke cursed, choosing to ignore his astonishment with the bayard to deal with the current situation. Unplugging his computer, he recognized the time for stealth was over. Luckily, the lower hangar bay was fairly close nearby. Luke grasped the bayard in his left hand, loosening his grip to let the arm cannon vanish. He had no idea how he was doing it - it was like his connection with the Lion just told him how it worked. He knew he'd need his vision, so he quickly took his glasses out of their case in his back pocket and plopped them on. He ran out to the hallway and down towards the stairs, blasting the door lock and dashing off. Three guards were waiting for him down at the lower level, and Luke gripped his bayard, the arm cannon reappearing. Making some quick mental calculations, he let loose a blast that reflected off the walls to nail all three guards. He had expected to get two. Lucky shot.
Luke ran into the lower level, ducking behind a crate to avoid a shot from some more guards. Using the cover to his advantage, he blasted them as well - but not without getting hit in the shoulder. Luke made a break for it, dashing into the lower hangar.
As he did, he saw the true size of the Purple Lion first-hand.
Quickly locking the door, Luke walked over to the purple force-field surrounding the Lion. He carefully touched it, thinking of how he'd get past it.
But then the field vanished.
"I guess that works." Luke said aloud. The Purple Lion crouched down, opening its mouth to allow Luke to enter. The Galran ran inside the Lion, gazing at the intricate cockpit. "I think we'll get along just fine, friend." Luke said, and the Purple Lion responded with a deep purr. Luke sat down in the seat, the Lion changing positions to sit up. "Ready to fly?" Luke asked. The Purple Lion responded by flaring its jets, shooting the hardy Lion into the air. "Wait, different direction!" Luke reasoned, and the Lion, understanding, flew down and through the hangar bay door underneath it.
Deep Space
Luke clenched his teeth, knowing what was coming next. "You speedy, boy?" Luke asked. The Purple Lion soared off at incredible speeds, and Luke watched the Bayonair. Several laser cannons charged up, the Galran ship firing on the Lion. Luke gripped the controls, weaving the Lion in and out of Galran fire. As he did, the Purple Lion gave him another vision - this time of a wormhole. Home.
Luke nodded. "If that wormhole leads to your home, the Galra Empire shouldn't be there right? Let's go." The Purple Lion soared past a few more rounds of laser fire before breaking into the wormhole.
As the wormhole grabbed the Lion to pull it away, however, a random blast from the Bayonair struck it in the side.
Luke's eyes opened wide as the Purple Lion was pulled at an angle, sending it in a different direction from where the wormhole was supposed to take it.
Planet Earth
The side of the wormhole was torn open by the Purple Lion, who was jettisoned out towards the planet below. Struggling to regain control, Luke gripped the controls hard to bring the Lion into a controlled descent. It landed on all four paws, but the velocity of the landing cause a crater to be formed with its impact. Not that big of a crater, but a crater nonetheless.
"We've got to get somewhere safe." Luke said, seeing the jet engines were shot. "We won't be making it anywhere by air without getting you repaired. Hope you know what you've gotten me into..."
The Galran, now understanding the controls, marched the injured Purple Lion towards a nearby cave large enough to fit it. A safe place to hide from view...
One Month Later...
[@Excalibur Queen @Cloudswift]
Planet Varius
A deep, dank cave rested on Varius. The Planet of Shadows was an infamous world, known mainly for its eternal night and an almost complete lack of sunlight. The only heat comes from the lava, which rests mostly on the surface. The planet's strange lava fits with the dark and gloomy atmonsphere, its rivers filled with dark red molten goop.
A flash from the sky. For the first time in eons, the thick, grey clouds of Varius are parted. As they are, three figures each descend with a strange device in hand. The large creatures lifted their powerful left hands - rather, the drills in place of their left hand - and began to burrow into the rock. Cutting through the ground, they felt less dirt and stone beneath them than before. Burrowing deeper, the three figures had the ground collapse beneath them as they fell into the cave.
Unhurt, the three creatures rose again. Using their no-longer-in-motion left hand, they activated their built-in headlights. Right in front of them all was a large black-and-purple mechanical lion.
They had found what they were looking for.
Each pushed forwards the device they were holding in their right claw-hand. The three large bent bars synchronized, coming to a dead halt around the protective purple hexagonal force-field the Lion had made itself. Each glowed, its blue anti-gravity generators coming alight. The three figures activated their boot-jets, grabbing hold of the handles of the newly-formed ring. They flew up, carrying the Lion - still in its force-field - with them. As they rose back up into the atmosphere, leaving the dusk and gloomy Planet Varius behind them, a faint purple light glowed over them.
The three Robeasts rose into the Galran ship, the Lion with them.
The Bayonair
Luke Herald swore to himself, the plate popping out. "Stay together you piece of trash!" he whisper-yelled. "Come on you junk pile, give me one thing, just one thing..."
Luke held the steel plate back in place, pressing it down. He grabbed the welder, about to put it together, when it sprung back out again. Luke let out a shout, hurling the welder across the room in rage. That was when one of the guards walked in. "Mechanic?" he asked.
"WHAT?!" Luke demanded.
"Perhaps your glasses would help?"
Luke growled. "I am near-sighted, my glasses help me see things far away. They WON'T tell me how to weld this DAMN PLATE TO THE SIDE OF THE DATA BOX!"
"I'll go see if I can collect some manuals for this situation." the guard said, running off before Luke could tell him not to. Luke sighed, flopping to his knees.
"What the hell am I even doing here...?"
Suddenly, an image of the Purple Lion appeared in Luke's mind.
"What was that?!" he demanded, getting up. He was curious. He knew they had stopped at Varius to get something the empire needed... was that it? Why did the Galra Empire care about what looked like some sort of mechanical lion? Perhaps... it was something he could find out?
Luke recognized his character flaws. He was high-strung, often spoke before thinking and had boundless curiosity. He knew the risks... but to hell if he'd let them stop him. Luke walked over to his computer, accessing a map of the Bayonair. Searching around, he found the lower cargo bay. He tried to access the security cameras for that area.
ACCESS DENIED - SECURITY CLEARANCE DRUID OR ABOVE
Druids? That was a strange requirement. Luke opened up a hidden compartment of his work desk, pulling out a special USB. Plugging it in, he ran a few protocols from the stick.
ACCESS GRANTED
Luke looked as the footage buffered, satisfied that his hacking program worked as intended. He saw the Lion that had flashed in his vision just a few seconds ago. "What are you?" he asked.
Suddenly, more images popped into his head. Luke grabbed his head, his brain pounding. He saw the birth of the Lion alongside four others, all in a line and all with a suited warrior to pilot them. He saw the Lions going into battle and merging into one powerful figure. He saw Galra warships being destroyed by the large robot warrior, and a spell shattering it across the universe. He saw the Purple Lion landing on Varius, a crater made on impact. He saw the injured robot crawling into a cave and surrounding itself with a shield, shutting down almost everything. He saw, twenty thousand years later, three Robeasts bringing it up to the docking bay of the ship, and the Purple Lion finding a kindred soul in Luke Herald.
Luke staggered back, the images stopping. He knew more than what just the images had shown him - somehow he had understood the deeper meaning behind the images. He knew the war that the Lions fought against the Galra Empire, which he had always known to be unjust and cruel. But now he knew that the fusion robot, whatever its name was, could stand up to the Galra Empire. All Luke needed to do was find the Lions and people to pilot them.
Then came another trio of images. A strange device held in a locked box - a bayard, the Lion told him. The bayard locked in a slot within the cockpit of the Purple Lion - activating the Lion's true powers. The Purple Lion with new blasters not there before - unlocked by the bayard. Luke knew what he needed to find before he left, but he'd have to be quick.
Delving into the maps again, he located the storage room. As he mapped out the best route in one window, he used another window to check what the storage room had in it. He managed to find a few items restricted. Using the USB, he unlocked them, and found the bayard. He identified the crate it was in and wrote it down just as the map finished calculating the optimized route. He grabbed everything in his secret compartment and the USB, turned his computer off and wiped the harddrive, snatched a portable taser from the wall - put there so that engineers could defend themselves - and went out into the hallway.
Luke ducked and weaved in and out of cover as he moved to the storage bay as to not be detected. He made sure to avoid guards, using a special wrist-mounted mini-computer to loop footage feeds as to not be caught by the cameras. When he made it to the door, he quickly plugged his computer into the electronic lock and hacked his way in. Sneaking inside, he moved quickly towards Storage Container 37-C.
As Luke hacked his way past the security clearance, he heard the door opening behind him. He silenced his movements, confident that he'd be kept secret by the many rows of shelves and crates.
The box popped open just as the Galran security guard turned the corner.
"What are you doing there?!" he demanded, drawing out a stun gun. Luke instinctively grabbed the bayard and, feeling it transform, fired the laser out of the arm cannon. The guard was struck, tumbling down with a crash.
And it was at that moment that the security cameras refreshed, alarms sounding.
Luke cursed, choosing to ignore his astonishment with the bayard to deal with the current situation. Unplugging his computer, he recognized the time for stealth was over. Luckily, the lower hangar bay was fairly close nearby. Luke grasped the bayard in his left hand, loosening his grip to let the arm cannon vanish. He had no idea how he was doing it - it was like his connection with the Lion just told him how it worked. He knew he'd need his vision, so he quickly took his glasses out of their case in his back pocket and plopped them on. He ran out to the hallway and down towards the stairs, blasting the door lock and dashing off. Three guards were waiting for him down at the lower level, and Luke gripped his bayard, the arm cannon reappearing. Making some quick mental calculations, he let loose a blast that reflected off the walls to nail all three guards. He had expected to get two. Lucky shot.
Luke ran into the lower level, ducking behind a crate to avoid a shot from some more guards. Using the cover to his advantage, he blasted them as well - but not without getting hit in the shoulder. Luke made a break for it, dashing into the lower hangar.
As he did, he saw the true size of the Purple Lion first-hand.
Quickly locking the door, Luke walked over to the purple force-field surrounding the Lion. He carefully touched it, thinking of how he'd get past it.
But then the field vanished.
"I guess that works." Luke said aloud. The Purple Lion crouched down, opening its mouth to allow Luke to enter. The Galran ran inside the Lion, gazing at the intricate cockpit. "I think we'll get along just fine, friend." Luke said, and the Purple Lion responded with a deep purr. Luke sat down in the seat, the Lion changing positions to sit up. "Ready to fly?" Luke asked. The Purple Lion responded by flaring its jets, shooting the hardy Lion into the air. "Wait, different direction!" Luke reasoned, and the Lion, understanding, flew down and through the hangar bay door underneath it.
Deep Space
Luke clenched his teeth, knowing what was coming next. "You speedy, boy?" Luke asked. The Purple Lion soared off at incredible speeds, and Luke watched the Bayonair. Several laser cannons charged up, the Galran ship firing on the Lion. Luke gripped the controls, weaving the Lion in and out of Galran fire. As he did, the Purple Lion gave him another vision - this time of a wormhole. Home.
Luke nodded. "If that wormhole leads to your home, the Galra Empire shouldn't be there right? Let's go." The Purple Lion soared past a few more rounds of laser fire before breaking into the wormhole.
As the wormhole grabbed the Lion to pull it away, however, a random blast from the Bayonair struck it in the side.
Luke's eyes opened wide as the Purple Lion was pulled at an angle, sending it in a different direction from where the wormhole was supposed to take it.
Planet Earth
The side of the wormhole was torn open by the Purple Lion, who was jettisoned out towards the planet below. Struggling to regain control, Luke gripped the controls hard to bring the Lion into a controlled descent. It landed on all four paws, but the velocity of the landing cause a crater to be formed with its impact. Not that big of a crater, but a crater nonetheless.
"We've got to get somewhere safe." Luke said, seeing the jet engines were shot. "We won't be making it anywhere by air without getting you repaired. Hope you know what you've gotten me into..."
The Galran, now understanding the controls, marched the injured Purple Lion towards a nearby cave large enough to fit it. A safe place to hide from view...
One Month Later...
