You each entered your separate wings, getting ready to enter your lions in a last attempt to form Voltron.

"You all ready to do this?" Shiro asked through his helmet.

"Ready here!" Pidge exclaimed.

"Oh, it's on!" Lance approved.

"Roger that!" Hunk cheered.

"All set here," Keith said, being the least enthusiastic of the group. Your chair pulled up to your lion's control panel. Once you grasped your hands around the levers that positioned themselves next to you, your lion activated, letting out a monstrous roar which even caused you to jump a bit.

"Let's do this!" you trilled.

"I couldn't have said it better myself, let's go!" Shiro encouraged. Each of you flew out, in style I might add. It was amazing how effortless you seemed to be working together. The entire day, there was nothing but bickering and arguing between each of you. You couldn't even form a coherent thought without hearing Lance and Keith yelling at each other about who as better, but now look at each other. You were able to form Voltron without even having to speak to each other, but rather, feel the bond between each other and the lions. Once you formed Voltron, you stood in front of the castle where you originally began to form and stood standing as the tall, mechanical, fighting beast.

"I guess all they needed was a common enemy," Allura beamed as she stared in awe at the amazing creation that stood in front of her.

'I guess the old proverb is true, a man can be driven to do anything, if a beautiful woman is just really, really mean to him," Coran added.

"I'm just going to pretend that you're referring to (Y/N)," she glared.

"You know, we all can hear you," you laughed as you walked back to the princess, holding your helmet against your hip. 

"Well, never mind what I said, let's just get back inside," she bleated. You all ran back inside, eager to take off your armor and lay back for the day.

"That was so freaking cool!" Lance cheered as you all sat around in the lounge. "I am just so charged right now! I don't know if I'll even be able to go to sleep tonight!"

"Oh, that's not me, when my bed hits that pillow, I'm lights out for sure," you noted.

"Yeah, we can all tell that by your bed head in the morning," Keith joked. You gave him a punch on the arm in retaliation. 

"Guys, I realized this after we formed Voltron, but we're all brothers," Hunk smiled as he pulled Keith and Lance into a bone-crushing hug, before pausing and looking back at you. "Okay, we're brothers and a sister." He pulled you into the hug, scruffing up your hair, even though it couldn't have looked worse than the messy bun you wore.

"Yeah, we're bonded, no secrets, no barriers nothing between us, brothers, and a sister," Shiro agreed as he patted Pidge on the back. "I love you guys." You all headed to your separate bedrooms before you noticed that Pidge continued to sit on the sofa.

"Hey, are you headed to bed?" you asked.

"Yeah, in a second," he shrugged.

"Okay, good job today, don't stay up too late," you recommended. You headed to your room, trying to figure out what to do since you weren't able to go to sleep, even though you were exhausted. You stared at the ball gown you were given by Allura, and found you weren't very satisfied with it. You had began changing into your pajamas after everyday, instead of changing into a dress that you would never wear on Earth, so you decided to make a change. You went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, seeing as you didn't want to search the entire castle for a flimsy pair of scissors, and went back to your room. 

You cut the white dress with the peach flowers, and made into a crop top that fit your (S/C) skin. It matched fairly well with the black sweatpants you continuously wore. You were finishing up cutting up up the final bits of the sleeves, and you managed to slice your finger on the blade which caused a slight gasp to escape your lips. You placed the blade on the dresser after putting on the crop top you had just made, and walked to the bathroom to examine the wound.

You entered the room and placed your finger over the sink, expecting some sort of blood to escape the cut on your finger, but there was nothing. You put your finger close to your face to look closer into the cut. You clearly had cut yourself, but there was no blood, there was just a purple glow. You instantly started hyperventilating. What was happening, what did you do? Were you dying, what did this mean? You didn't know what to do other than pant to Keith's room. You knocked on his door, only to see him answer the door sleepily before quickly awakening to your tear-stained cheeks.

"(Y/N), (Y/N)! What's wrong?" he yelped as he pulled you into his room.

"I don't know what's wrong with me!"

"What do you mean?" 

"Look!" you exclaimed as you showed him your finger. "I cut my finger, and it isn't bleeding, it's, it's glowing! Keith!"

"Calm down, calm down," he comforted, pulling you into his shoulder. "I don't know, maybe, it's the light?"

"That light wouldn't do anything! There was nothing that would explain a cut caused by a knife to start glowing! Is this me dying, what's happening?" You freaked out.

"(Y/N), please, calm down, we'll figure this out," he rocked you as you stood in his dark room. Suddenly, you heard a knock at his door. Shiro quickly entered the room.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" Shiro asked alarmed.

"Look!" you showed him your glowing finger, and he too, looked more alarmed than you. "What! What is it? What's happening!" 

"(Y/N), have you always been on Earth?" he asked.

"Yeah, why does that matter?" you whimpered.

"Because, wounds only glow for-," he paused himself.

"They glow for what!" Keith was becoming scared at this point.

"For, the Galra."