Voltron: Imagines

Keith) Taken pt. 1

"(Y/n), (y/n)!" Your little brother came running into the house.

"What?" You asked, your thick (h/c) hair turning around your shoulders as you turned around.

"There's these guys here! They came in robot lions and landed in the forest. They're asking to speak with the oldest person in the village." He says. You're the oldest in the village at 18. The empire had taken all the adults several months ago, you were only 17 at the time.

"Okay." You wipe off your hands of the flour you were using to make bread for all the kids. You grabbed your knife, sticking it in your boot. "(L/b/n), take the other kids and put them all in the cellar, I'll be back as soon I know it's safe. Okay?"

"But they seem really nice, the yellow guy gave me a flower." He explains to your surprise.

"(L/b/n)! You don't talk to strangers unless they talk to me first!" You instantly grab his face, checking for any bruises.

"I'm fine!" He laughs. "All the other kids went too, I'm surprised you didn't hear them come in the atmosphere, the lionsare huge!"

"Just please get the other kids in the house." You ask nicely and look out the window to see the kids coming back.

With a few extra people in tow.

"Okay...." He sighs and calls all the kids in the house while you walk out, your boots squishing beneath your feet.

The kids all go into the the main house while you come face to face with the newcomers.

There are five of them, all of their helmets are on but you can see through them. A tall soldier in black and white steps forward.

"Hello." The tall one in black says. "We are the-"

"The Paladins of Voltron! Defenders of the Universe. The names Lance, what's yours?" The blue solider cuts in and puts his hand out. He was blue eyes and tan skin. He's flirty, a little too in your face, but you took it as a compliment.

"Lance..." The black one takes off his helmet. He's handsome, with a large red scar across his nose and a tuff of white bangs surrounded but short, black hair. He seems to be the leader of the group. "I'm Shiro, this is Lance, Pidge, Hunk and Keith. We come on behalf of Princess Allura of Altea, we just wanted to be sure that Empire Zarkon hasn't gotten to this part of the Galaxy yet. Have you seen or heard of any Gallra ships in the solar system?"

"You've come too late." You look towards the ground, so as not to see the look on the leader's face. Shame and disgust. "They came in a swarm about four months ago. Took all of the adults to labor camps and left the children here to fend for themselves. I'm the oldest one here, they still don't know I've turned 18 yet."

"I'm sorry. I know what it's like to loose your family." The short one in green, Pidge, takes off their helmet. "I lost my brother and father a little over a year ago to Zarkon."

"Thank you for your concern. I still have my little brother, (l/b/n), but all the children left are now my little siblings." You smile and look behind you to see curious faces in the windows of the house.

"You care for all 14 of them?" Shiro asks.

"Yes. I'm all they have." You smile shyly and turn to look at them.