It was the year 4274 and aliens were attacking the Earth.

It was honestly not that surprising. They'd known there was more life out there since a bit over two thousand years ago. Granted, they hadn't had much of a way to contact them, but if a sentient species from a world connected to Earth by portals weren't enough proof of alien life then the ones currently bombing their planet sure is.

Danny joined the army of humans and spectros that were firing at the purple alien spaceships, trying their best not to let their opponents get any closer than Mars. They'd already destroyed two of the planets in their solar system, which had pissed Danny thoroughly enough to have him charging his jet with as much of his energy as it could handle.

The weird flying machines of these aliens might be very advanced and dangerous, but Earth hadn't hung back on their technology either. Especially after Spectros had slowly formed bonds with humans and the two species started mixing, exchanging knowledge and growing stronger together.

Danny glanced to his sides to check on the other soldiers. There was a jet for every two (occasionally three) people, which made for a lot of jets. He smiled mischievously. There was enough to drive away these nasty aliens. Whoever they were, they hadn't tried much for establishing alliances with Terrans. They'd gone straight for the fighting, which had not given humans much time to get ready. Even less to do anything else other than send an S.O.S. towards their spectro friends.

Blasts of different colors were fired from either canons or the tips of the jets noses. Danny grinned as he planted his hands on the smooth oval under the control panel and charged an ectoblast, sending some shots through the tip of his own ship's nose and hitting the side of the main alien ship. He laughed as the shots they threw at him dissipated against the shield he formed.

A jet next to him was dismembering one of the enemy's machines with its long techy arms and another to his right kept teleporting out of sight and reappearing only to blast the ship closest to them.

Danny regarded them with jealousy. He'd only managed to steal one of the basic jets for spectros. The ones for that particular species were scarce enough on Earth and therefore better guarded and he hadn't had time to go to Ctaro, as the universe on the other side of the green portals had been dubbed, to retrieve a ship more qualified for his kind of power.

As the purple lined fleet started retreating Danny found himself thinking of what he should do with the stolen jet. Should he return it or leave it here somewhere.

Before he could think of anything else there was a bright light and his ship rattled. Danny gasped and closed his eyes. His hands flew over the controls as someone who knew it's mechanisms inside out (he was always fascinated in spaceships and their mechanisms. Of course he knew how they worked). His ears picked up a beeping that meant the enemy was getting closer. 

Suddenly there were thumps around his jet and he was thrown this way and that before the triple layered, bulletproof and high-pressure withstanding glass in front of his cockpit shattered and he was yanked out of his seat.

Danny wasted no time in kicking his assailant in the face and charging ectoblasts in his hands. He opened his eyes with a scowl and snarled at the purple aliens pointing guns at him. Weird ass aliens were gonna get their weird ass asses kicked for even looking at his Milky Way.

He crouched and jumped on one of the beings. They dodged, but couldn't dodge Danny's kick to the chin. He shot an ectoblast towards one of the others and knocked the other two over. He left them groaning on the ground and took in his surroundings.

It seemed he had been sucked in by the main spaceship along with a few others. They were moving away from Earth, which was good. It seemed they had at least been able to drive them out. And more angry Barney's with guns were coming towards him, which was bad.

Danny and the others fought until three of them were caught and held at gunpoint.

The halfa grumbled and let go of the collar of an alien. He was immediately apprehended and pushed towards the group of humans and spectros.

This couldn't be good.

Danny would have to find a way to get them all out of here. However, it looked like all their spaceships had either been destroyed or were being taken apart to study. They'd have to steal one of the enemy's, he decided. He could see a part of the fleet entering the ship through a gigantic door farther along the mother ship they were being pushed into at the moment.

Danny stayed quiet in thought as a human next to him yelled and tried to wrestle a gun from a guard unsuccesfully. Even if they did get away, how would they find their way back home. Looks like it was time to find out if he could make portals out here.

Soon enough the group of prisoners was thrown in a cell.

The guard said something that was most likely a threat and closed the door to the cell.

One boy in about his thirties started banging on the door. "Where are you going?? Come back here! You don't even have the decency to tell us what you're planning with us?"

A girl sat cross-legged on the floor. "I did not get anything the alien said."

"Yeah, me neither." A female spectro smirked. "If they can't understand us, they can't interrogate us, right?"

Danny was looking around in the cell for a way out. One of his fellow prisoners took notice of him and frowned in confusion. "Hey. What's a kid like you doing here?"

That got the attention of the rest of the group, who turned to look at the spectro child between them. The other spectros took an unconscious step back. Some looking at him curiously and other with slight fear, mixed with confusion.

Danny rolled his eyes. "I'm not a kid. Do you think we can phaze out of here?" He approached the bars and looked outside.

"Wait, I think I know you." A boy narrowed his eyes. "You're ummm....you're that D dude."

"Yeah, man," Danny replied. "I'm the D dude. Great conclusion. Are there cameras out there?"

Another spectro with long flowing hair and green skin stood next to him. "Not any like on Earth or Ctaro." She seemed almost giddy about their capture.

"Is there anything that would show the aliens what we're doing here?" Danny said.

"Oh yeah. Definitely. Those things, the glowing lines see, they look like they could snitch on us. Amazing, all the advancements on this ship."

Danny was relieved they had a tech obsession with them.

4000 years and the word for a spectro's theme hadn't changed, even though a lot of other terms had. It was an accurate description in any case. Given that the theme was literally the spectro's will to live. An obsession. "We'll have to destroy those before we try anything. Don't want to give them too much information about our species."

"I definitely know you. What was your name?" The boy from before continued. "You're bad news in any case is what I do know."

"I'm Danny. Fenton. Can you guys help me out?"

"Danny!" The boy actually took a step back. "You're the terrorist!"

They all snapped to Danny in shock and he frowned in irritation. "I'm not a terrorist."

"How did you get all the way here?"

"I stole a ship."

There was a pause and Danny groaned. "Look alright. Can we focus on the problem at hand?"

"The problem at hand is that there's a world renown kid terrorist in our midst," the other growled.

"I'm not a kid."

"Oh really?" A girl sitting on the ground looked at the man incredulously. "And the problem isn't that we are prisoners of some new species intent on destroying our planets?"

"I find it amazing," the female spectro's eyes glistened. "The whole reason I signed in for flight force was to come in contact with alien technology and here I am, surrounded by it." She twirled around. "It's a dream come true."

"I guess we know who to leave behind if things get chummy," a male spectro commented drily.

"Oh come on," she grinned. "Don't tell me you guys didn't dream of this."

The lady on the ground leaned back. "I have always wanted to see aliens. They're very interesting."

"Right?"

"They weren't wearing masks. I do wonder if the air is breathable or if they have an internal respiratory system like spectros."

"Maybe it's the suits. Maybe they got it installed."

Danny sighed. He sometimes forgot the extent of curiosity with humans and spectros. He let himself be flashed by a bright light that startled the others.

The kid in front of them suddenly changed colors. But not only that. He changed species. Instead of a spectro, there was now a human teen taking a deep experimentary breath.

He coughed and choked, quickly changing back. He cleared his throat. "Yeah no. Not breathable unless you take like really small breaths, but it's still weird." He squinted at the air around them. "It's no oxygen, but there's definitely something there. Wonder if they have vents we can go through."

"Dude," the young boy whispered. "What are you?"

Danny shrugged like he'd gotten used to the shock. "I'm a halfa."

"Halfas aren't real," the formerly excitable female frowned. She backed up against the wall. Away from Danny. "They're just myths. An urban legend."

"Well I'm either a halfa or really good at cosplay. Can we like destroy the cameras and get out of here before they come back?"

The group Danny hadn't bothered to count numbly obeyed him and moved towards the door.

"We're talking about this on the way home," the woman wagged her finger at the halfa, to the surprise and fear of the spectros.

"Sure." Danny lit up his finger. "Let's try to destroy them without making too much noice."

The door was one solid mass with only a thick small window letting them see the outside.

Danny wondered if it was glass and he let the ectoenergy flow out of his finger and accumulate around a certain part of the window. He had to act quick so he forced it through and it broke. The energy caught the broken pieces and set them on the ground gently as the rest immediately covered the purple rows of light in front of their cell and burned through them.

Meanwhile, next to him, the other spectros tried to do the same but their energy just couldn't break through the glasslike surface. Although they managed to burn some.

Danny turned around. "Alright you guys see if you can phase out while I try something." He didn't wait for them to answer since they still seemed to be trying to process that he was basically a mythical creature in the body of normal looking kid.

He brought his hands together and frowned when only a small spark erupted between them. "Damnit."

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to make a portal," Danny answered the woman leaning forward curiously.

"That power takes years to master."

"I know."

"You either have an astounding teacher or you're a hundred years old."

Danny paused in his spark making. "Neither and both, I guess."

A female with red skin and four glowing eyes– one of the many unnatural looking spectros– looked at him in awe. "How- how far does your abilities extend? Your aura is so bright and big and..." She leaned back on her heels, as if backing up to look at it better.

Danny smiled at her and let his aura turn a soft hue to reassure her. Spectros were always a bit skittish around him. That's one thing he liked about humans. They didn't have that type of sense. At least, not as strong as the other species.

"We made it!" It seemed they could phase through objects here, but it took longer if you were taking a human with you.

Everyone carefully got through the door and they didn't waste any time in running through the passage on the left.

"Do we know where we're going?" A spectro shouted.

"No!"

"Alright just checking."

They all stumbled when a rumble shook the ship.

"What did you?!"

"That was one time!"

"It was the terrorist!"

Another rumble and they felt a breeze go through them and a distant loud sound.

They froze, staring at the hallway.

Danny grinned. "That was an explotion." He started running.

"What." They ran after him and a boy waved him arm at him with panic. "You don't run towards the explotion!"

Danny smirked. "You do if it's destroying the thing you want destroyed."

"Good point."

A siren had started echoeing in the mothership as more rumbles shook the floor.

The group tried to fly as a way to avoid stumbling as much but given how there was one spectro for every two humans among them they scrapped that idea, not wanting to leave anyone behind.

They reached the source of all the noise to find a wreckage and many fighting aliens.

And a giant cat.

The boy who was so paranoid about Danny looked like he wanted to back away and close himself in the cell again. "What the heck?"

"Huh," the female spectro scratched her neck. "Space really likes cats, doesn't it."

"It's just like Earth."

"Guys, there's lots of fighting going on over there. You think we should help or..."

The group looked at the fighting aliens. Mostly just a lot of purple but one person stood out. Someone dressed in bright red, who was hacking away with a glowing sword and making his way to the giant cat.

"You think that's a good guy?"

"What I think is that he's got it covered. Let's steal some ships and get out of here."

Danny didn't move. His eyes flew from the swordsman and to the cat with matching red color. "That cat must be how he got here."

The group paused from their turning away and the older boy frowned. "So?"

"That's our way out." He didn't wait for them to say anything else and hopped to the air, speeding towards the dude as he charged his hands. He turned the purple aliens to ice quickly and turned to the swordsman.

The red stranger looked shocked but ready to stab him, which Danny didn't care much for. "Wait! I'm here to help. Are-" his eyes widened and he took a step forward. "Are you a human?"

"A spectro?" The human, apparently, replied. "The fuck are you doing out here?!"

At least he'd put his sword down. Danny pointed to the group that was still by the entrance of the hallway they'd come from. "Me and my group got captured. Think you can take us back to Earth?"

The man blinked as he sliced a robot's arm off while they talked. "Uh, yeah. Well sure. I'll take you to the castle first. To ask some questions and get intel. That kind of stuff."

"Yeah whatever. Let's go. Those purple aliens aren't waiting." Like heck they weren't. As soon as he'd finished that Danny turned around, making a slicing motion with his hand which sent a cutting stream of ectoplasm. Right into the attacking drones. They were sliced in half and crumpled to the ground.

Danny trusted the guy to get the aliens on his side and protect himself, he seemed like a skilled enough warrior. He plunged into a robot, overshadowing him. The halfa used his new body to hack at the rest of the army. He turned his mechanic body to see the human look around as he swung his sword, probably searching for him. Mmh, Danny gotta say, he hasn't seen that kind of sword fighting in hundreds of years. Refreshing.

Danny left the robot when it was beheaded by yours truly red Riding Hood with a knife, scaring the shit outa the boy when the spectro grabbed ahold of him and flew them to the giant cat. He'd judged they'd left behind a big enough dent that them and the others could get to the robot quickly.

He yelled at the rest of the group as he dropped the boy in front of the cat. His group had seen him and were making their way towards him.

Danny's eyes widened when the giant cat bent down and opened its mouth. That was interesting. The cat was alive, or well, felt alive. The red armoured boy entered the mouth and the halfa shook his head. "Let's go," he told the others, "Hurry. Follow him." They all quickly jumped over the underjaw of the cat and followed the soldier through a short corridor, ending up in the cockpit.

The boy settled in and everything seemed to come to life. He grabbed the control and everyone held on to the walls as they flew out of there.

The humans and spectros watched in fascination as they rocketed into space, leaving the aliens behind in the space dust.

Danny inspected the cockpit. He touched the wall curiously. This robot wasn't just a cold mechanism. It radiated power. It was amazing. Maybe this was an organism too? Was this another type of alien?

Danny suddenly felt regret that he hadn't asked for consent before literally barging in some other species's insides. He should try and make up for it. "Hey," he whispered, "Thank you for getting us out of there. Sorry for not asking your permission."

The halfa didn't know whether the cat forgave him but the fact they hadn't been ejected was a positive. He walked forward to stand closer to the pilot, the others checking out the interior, and watched curiously as the soldier called up a video feed.

"Hello, Keith. How did it go?" A white haired girl appeared on screen. Her face sporting a business smile before her eyes rested on Danny and probably the group behind. "Are those humans?"

Keith nodded. "We bumped into each other as I was getting back. Apparently, they were captured. The Galra must have reached Earth. I'm taking them to the castle."

She nodded. "See you soon. The others have returned. Follow procedure when you land. I'll tell the others. They'll want to know you're bringing humans."

"Copy that." He ended the transition after a nod and continued guiding them through space. The stars speeding past them, leaving trails behind.

Danny leaned a bit closer. "So who are you? And what were you doing in the alien ship?"

"I'm Keith." The boy only spared him a glance before focusing on taking them the right direction. "I'm part of Voltron. We fight against the Galra empire, which is basically the aliens that just captured you."

The human girl walked up to the seat as well. "Oh. You're a rebel group? Are they trying to take over the whole universe and you're the only thing to stop them?"

"Basically." Keith shrugged. "But we're not the only ones. Other planets help us fight them. And there are more rebel groups."

Danny's eyes widened. More planets. A whole giant universe of other species. That was amazing. He had given up going out to explore space milennia ago but... "But you're the strongest group that can stop them?"

Keith made a slightly affirming hum. "That's what they say. The Blades of Marmora have more insight information and we wouldn't be able to do it without the resources of other planets."

"Do they all have cats like these?!" The tech-obsessed Spectro girl called from the back and Danny could see her poking through the machinery. "Where can I get one? The mechanics on this is amazing."

"Hey don't touch anything! He doesn't like it. And he's a lion." Keith called back. "There's only five lions in the universe. We're called Voltron."

Danny studied Keith closely. "What are Voltron's goals?"

The boy raised his eyebrows at Danny. "We want to take down the empire. Zarkon is the leader. We need to either kill him or capture him." He said as if it was obvious and simple.

"And after that?"

Keith shrugged as if it didn't matter. "I don't know? Continue living? It's not like one person has to rule. We're all different planets and galaxies ruled by different people. The threat is Zarkon and our job is to stop him from imprisoning the whole universe."

Danny hummed and looked outside. He continued asking Keith about Voltron and Zarkon for the rest of the ride. The rest of his group also threw questions at the boy, everyone very curious at what space outside Earth looked like.

They'd barely gotten a few questions answered before they arrived. Or so Keith told them. Maybe it was to shut them up, because he stopped answering them and focused on landing.

The group was huddled close to the window and stared at the giant ship that Keith called a castle in awe. The side of the ship opened and let them in. They landed in a giant space and the red soldier sighed, standing up. "Back up and follow me out. We're getting y'all to the medic room to check for injuries and anything the druids may have done to your body. We also need you to answer a few questions and we'll send you back to Earth in a cryopod."

Everyone booed and whined at having to be sent back as they followed him out of the lion.

The giant room they were in was empty and clean. They walked out of it and through brightly lit hallways. They sometimes passed a few rooms, most of which were empty, but one contained a person who gasped when he saw the group.

The person jumped up from where he had been searching in a cabinet. "Whoa wait!"

Keith ignored him and continued walking. The boy shouted and ran out of the room and after the group, some kind of blue?? dog trailing after him. "Heyheyyyy. Keith, how did the mission go? Allura said you'd found humans. Tell me. How's earth? They didn't attack did they??"

The young man from their group nodded to the boy who skipped next to them. "They did but we got them to back off. At least for now. We were captured though. I think we were the only ones."

"We're taking them to the medical bay," Keith grumbled at the front. "We'll ask them questions there."

The other ignored him. "Did you bring anything? I'm Lance, by the way. Please tell me you at least have an MP3 or something. Mine broke months ago and I need me some new music."

They shook their head, but a woman shook her hand. "Oh I have a Jazzer!"

A man frowned at her in confusion. "We get attacked and you bring a jazzer to space?"

"I work best with some rythm in my head, alright."

Lance was practically beaming. "Beautiful and smart! Should've known." She was taken back but had a small smile. He strode closer to her. "Would you care for a trade? I'll give anything for a change of music."

"Oh uh. Yeah- yes I," she tried to compose some words, "I'd pretty love- anything you got from space! Did you get any souveniers. Anything, even a rock."

The boy straightened with a wide grin. "Can you be anymore perfect?! I have a whole collection. I'll take you to my room later and you can pick anything you want."

At the front Keith spoke up. "Please take some of his trash. He keeps leaving them everywhere."

"It's called decoration, Keith. Which your room could certainly have more of."

"Dropping a bunch of rocks on the table isn't decoration."

"They're pretty rocks!"

The hallway stopped and they entered a large room with beds and tables with what Danny guessed was medicine and some kinds of machines protruding from the ground.

A man that had been checking the inside of a machine perked up and straightened. "Ah! There you are. Welcome! I am Coran. Please have a seat." He and the others glanced around to see there weren't enough seats. "Or stand over here. If you don't have any serious damage then this checkup will only last a tick."

Danny raised an eyebrow curiously at the brightly orange haired man. He looked strikingly like a human, but his aura was so very different. If cut up, Danny knew neither blood nor ectoplasm would flow out of him. Not that he wanted to cut him up or anything. He didn't want to hurt him but-

The halfa sighed – intrusive thoughts had never stopped being a pain in the ass – and looked away as the rest of his group approached the man.

"Wow is that face paint or are you an alien."

Coran blinked. "I do not know what an alien is but I am Altean."

"Where are the big-headed, big-eyed, gray colored, three-fingered aliens!" A woman threw her hands up, as if the universe was at fault for humans making up stereotypes for beings they didn't even know exist yet. "You're all either furries or humans with facepaint."

"Don't worry," Lance piped up, "there are way weirder aliens out there. Here I'll show you some pictures." He pulled out a phone, but before he could stroll over he was grabbed by Keith.

"Later. We have to do a mission report and for that I need to ask some questions." Lance whined but let himself be pushed back. Keith turned to the humans and spectros. "So the Galra attacked Earth right? But you fought them off and they retreated right?"

"Yeah."

"Mm-mmh."

"How long were you captive and what did you do to escape?"

"Oh he broke the glass and the cameras." A guy pointed at Danny, who perked up from where he was inspecting the bottles of medicine.

The alien looked him up and down, but quickly stopped when Danny glanced his way.

The guy continued. "We had only been there about five minutes. Then we ran out, saw you, and flew out into space inside a giant robot cat."

"Lion."

"This is gonna make for a great story." A lady giggled as she looked around excitedly. Coran was meanwhile holding a device in front of her and letting it scan her.

Keith nodded. "Alright. That's good. Nothing too exciting. As soon as Coran's done you'll be sent back home in a cryopod; and try not to get too caught up in all of this."

Lance agreed. "Yeah we'd like there to be an Earth to go back to. Also here's my address. Could you tell my parents I said hi and I'm not dead yet." He scribbled something down on a piece of paper he'd torn off a notebook at Coran's distress. "And here's my friend's family. And my other friend's, her mom would like to know she's alive. And my other friend. Not Keith though. He's a loner."

Said boy rolled his eyes and grabbed Lance's arm. "Alright, big shot. Let's go and tell Allura."

Lance barely got to hand over the piece of paper. The girl that had gotten it frowned. "These are all in different countries."

"Dammit, Keith. Give it to the Garrison- wait no don't" Lance struggled. "Just sent them postcards. Keith why do I have to go with you. This was your mission."

"Team building. Meetings are with the team." They disappeared around the corner. "Aren't you always whining about bonding time."

One of the males watched them go. "Wow. This is crazy. They're humans. In space. Fighting space war. How long have they been here anyways?"

The alien among them answered. "Oh almost one deca-phoeb."

"I have literally no idea what that means."

"Wait where's the little guy."

The group paused as they looked around but didn't see him.

"Oh shit. The terrorist disappeared." The boy turned to Coran. "You gotta watch out for him. He's dangerous."

The alien raised his eyebrows. "Is he now? I may have to warn Allura then. Wouldn't want anyone to endanger the ship." The group couldn't be sure but Coran seemed more interested than concerned.

Danny was meanwhile sneaking after the two boys as they continued bantering.

They seemed friendly enough. At least the long haired one seemed like someone he'd want watching his back. He hadn't seen the other fight yet but he also seemed trustworthy.

Danny had found he was a pretty good judge of character.

The two boys entered another room where more humans were waiting. And another alien. This one seemed younger than the previous one. Her aura was stronger but smaller.

It was the girl from the video feed. She smiled. "We were waiting for you."

Lance waved happily. "They're with Coran and seem pretty healthy. They said Earth was attacked but they fought them off and nothing really serious happened to them. They escaped pretty early on."

Keith shot him an annoyed look. "I was supposed to do the mission report."

Lance stuck his tongue out and was pushed for it.

The girl nodded as the other people sighed in relief at the news. "That's good to hear. They'll be sent back as soon as possible. As for the Garla, we got the information we wanted and we should have enough to know the extent of their advancement in technology. Their last upgrade will not be a surprise this time."

A small human girl spoke up. "I'd actually like to know what their intent was in attacking Earth, if you don't mind Allura."

Another boy nodded, concerned. "It doesn't sit well with me. Maybe they know we're from there?"

Lance threw an arm around the other. "Don't worry, big guy. I'm sure the info is in Keith's stolen chip. And either way, Earth is capable of defending itself."

"I...guess."

They were interrupted by a hologram flicking to life and revealing Coran. "My apologies for interrupting the meeting but it seems your group had a dangerous being in their midst– ma'am please do not touch that– I was informed the creature has disappeared and warned of it's abilities."

The alien girl raised her eyebrows. "Oh? Pidge could you do a scan of the ship?"

"Actually."

The group and Coran turned to the hallway where a young-looking boy stepped out of the darkness.

"I'm right here."

Everyone straightened and tensed.

"What are you doing here?" Keith frowned, confused.

Danny walked forward, his hands hanging visibly to his sides to show he wasn't readying an ectoblast or anything of the kind. "I'm not here to hurt you."

The big guy shuffled closer to Keith. "Hey, who's that? How'd the Galra manage to kidnap a kid."

"I'm not a kid. Look. I'm not here to hurt you. I want to join you."

"What." Lance exclaimed. "You're younger than Pidge!"

The girl rounded on him. "I'm not that young! I'm sixteen."

"I'm not that young," Danny rolled his eyes. Seriously, even if he was, Earth didn't have any problems letting thirteen years olds go up against villains. "I'm older than I look. I promise you I can really help out in this war."

The others were pretty silent. He could see some weren't taking him very seriously, but Keith spoke up cautiously. "Well it would be helpful to have a spectro on the team."

"What?!"

"I saw him fight! He's good, alright. And he can do things we can't."

Another guy –he looked the oldest– crossed his arms. "We cannot accept a child in the team."

"I'm not a child."

"I think we have brought enough teenagers into this than we should've already."

"We're capable, Shiro!"

Coran, who was still watching through the screen, cleared his throat. "Excuse me. We are finished with the scanning here. What do I do with these humans."

"I am confused," the white-haired girl said, ignoring her alien counterpart, "He is the other species you've told me about that shares your planets' plane of existence?"

"Yeah. He's a spectro, but still a kid. We don't even have spare lions. What would he do."

Danny sighed. "Alright. What if I show you what I can do and then you can think about it. If you don't let me join you here, I'll go to another group of rebels. Or go solo. I don't really care, but I heard you're the universes best defenders." A few of them looked ready to protest and others just shrugged at the title. Danny continued quickly. "All the connections you have would be beneficial. First of all. I'm pretty sure I'm older than all of you combined."

"What no way. Coran's like a thousand years old." Lance pointed a thumb at the man, who bristled.

"I am not! I am still at the young age of 607!- sir please. The controls are not toys. You cannot take them as souvenirs." Coran disappeared from screen.

"How old do you guys get?" Dnany asked curiously.

The white haired girl shrugged. "It ranges from 800 to 870. Just about. But-" She seemed to deflate a bit, shifting awkwardly on her feet. "Guess me and Coran will have to try to extent that as far as possible. We're the last of our kind. The rest was slaughtered by the Galra."

"Oh." Danny's shoulders slumped a bit. He rolled to the balls of his feet, apprehensive. "Yeah. I can relate to that. I'm also the last of my kind. If you can even call it that. We weren't that many to begin with; and I don't exactly know anymore what Vlad was."

Allura looked shocked. To hear someone say they could relate. She didn't think she could stand being the last Altean.

Danny hadn't realized when he started floating but he raised a few inches of the ground as he explained. "I'm a halfa. I'm half spectro half human. A mix in between." Before the others could utter the words hidden behind their faces of disbelief, the boy changed.

He was happy to find that the air here was breathable, almost as clean as it used to be on Earth. He took an experimental breath as he continued to float in his spot.

The rest of the group wasn't as calm as him.

Lance immediately stumbled backwards with an exclamation. The Samoan boy's face radiated nothing but fear as he supported himself on Lance.

Pidge and Keith on the other hand gasped and reached out to touch Danny, as if they expected a mirrage.

"Are you for real?!"

"That's amazing. I never thought I'd see one in real life."

Allura leaned forward curiously. "Oh. Are you a shapeshifter? That is not very common among humans, right?"

The guy who had hair like Danny's dad in college days crossed his arms. "No, shapeshifting isn't common among humans, but it is a thing spectros are capable of."

Danny rolled his eyes as he let himself be inspected by the curious humans. "Yeah I suppose I am a shapeshifter. But I'm not lying about being a mix between two species. You can test me if you want."

"Of course I do!" The little girl bounced and dragged Danny through the corridors and back to the med bay.

All the Terrans were gone along with Coran.

The girl let him go as she rummaged through the bottles. "Damnit damnit damnit. Where is it. Coran?! Where is Coran?"

Keith, who had been following closely after them, turned around to look for him. Just in that moment Coran stepped in.

"No need to shout. I have left the humans and spectros in the big room where they can't cause too much damage. Has a decision been made on the young man joining the castle? Is it not too dangerous for your species?"

Danny shrugged as the redhead waved her arms around. "Nononono. He's not our species. He's a legend. A real one. A myth! You remember what we told you, remember?"

Coran stood still in thought. "A myth is a fictional creature. It only exists in tales."

Keith smiled. "Yeah. And he's one. We didn't tell you about him, but I have so many questions." This last part was addressed at Danny.

"Pardon me," the alien continued, "but if he's real, that means he's not a myth."

"Well he was." Pidge shook her head. "Nevermind. Where's the scanner? And can you pull up a human's bio on screen?" She used Danny's arm to wave his hand around. "I want to see how it all works."

Coran scrunched his eyebrows as he handed her a small machine and tapped away at a few big screens. "I suppose he's an abnormality?"

Keith nodded enthusiastically. "Heck yeah he is."

Skunk haired dude crossed his arms. "If he's telling the truth. Halfas are just made up beings. They're a fairytale. Fairy tales can't just come true."

Keith displayed Danny with jazz hands; almost proudly.

Danny rolled his eyes. No matter how many times it happened, it was still annoying how fervently people claimed he didn't exist. "There's no tale without the fairy. Where do you think those stories came from."

Lance narrowed his eyes. "Aren't those stories like, a hundred years old?"

The one leaning on him frowned at Lance. "You say that every time a lot of years are involved."

Allura hadn't stopped looking confused. "I don't understand. Are interspecies couples not common in your planet?"

The Samoan boy shrugged awkwardly as he side-eyed Danny suspiciously. "I mean yeah. There are. They just can't...make...babies."

"What."

The big guy that Danny just now noticed had a robot arm sighed. "Our species are too different. Our body cells contradict each other. It's just impossible for the both of them to exist in one person."

The redhead that had been typing on a screen along with Coran sucked in a breath.

"Fuck."

"Pidge. We'd agreed to only curse when fighting." Lance groaned as he walked over. "You owe me a curse word."

"Shut up. This is a fuckworthy moment." She turned to the alien and gestured to the results on the screens. "Can you explain this in detail? I don't know much about genetics. But I do really want to know how he exists."

The rest of the group rushed over and peered at the information.

"Of course, Pidge!" He enlarged the two screens with a simple motion of his hands so they hovered side by side. "This one is the bio diagram data of a human species and this one is our myth's biogram. I will be explaining mainly the differences because that is what you humans need to compare and understand something different to you." He cleared his throat. "The heathy human's usual body temperature is –in your human system– 37 degrees Celsius."

Pidge interrupted. "Wait what's that in Fahrenheit?"

Coran looked confused for a second. "Ah that's right. You have different systems. That would be." He typed something up. "98.6 degrees Fahrenheit. And– apologies, but could you tell me what you call yourself?"

"A dumbass." Danny responded, completely serious.

The two brownskinned boys shook their heads vigorously.

"Don't," Lance warned, "he'll seriously call you that forever."

Danny blinked and he quickly grabbed Coran's hand before he could continue his explanation. "No wait! My name is Danny. You can call me Danny."

Coran continued brightly. He seemed to enjoy everyone listening to him so closely. "Very well, Danny. Your body temperature is drastically lower. I can't say for sure what causes it but at the moment of the scan you were 6 degrees Celsius. Let me convert that. 44.42 degrees Fahrenheit." He paused and leaned closer to the screen, frowning at it.

Danny meanwhile was being touched by the others. He let them as they felt his body temperature. He felt like a big brother that let his small siblings touch his hair.

Coran continued. "Your body seems to be one big ball of energy. So much energy is being released per tick it's astounding how you're not in deep unconsciousness. Human body shouldn't be used to going through that much energy."

Danny nodded with a grim smile. "Yeah. The first few months after my spawning were exhausting. But me and my body got used to it."

Keith snorted. "Why do you call it spawning?"

"There was a whole age when people believed we were demons so it kinda became a running joke between me and other specters at the time." Danny grinned. "We make fun of humans a lot."

The suspicious boy who didn't believe Danny grumbled under his breath. "For example: now."

Redhead popped up next to Coran and frowned at the screen. "Shouldn't that much energy release heat? Why is his temp so low?"

"I'm not entirely sure. I have a suspicion that it may have to do with this component." The alien zoomed in on Danny's forearm, close to his wrist, where his veins were closest to the surface. The image became a bit blurred and Coran humphed in frustration. "Danny. You wouldn't mind letting me do a closer scan, would you? I'm afraid the energy release is preventing me of getting an accurate and complete view."

Danny agreed easily even as Coran was grabbing a bigger machine and holding it close to his hand. "Please place your hand in this hole."

The halfa did as he was told and moved closer when Coran placed the handheld machine on the table. A bleep and the information was being transmitted to the bigger screen.

"Aha." The man grinned and stroked one end of his mustache. "There it is. My database tells me this is called the E²P component."

Everyone leaned in. The image looked confusing but there was a definite movement of cells. Something that looked like a defective jerk.

"Quite the wild thing."

"What is E²P?" The hunk of the group asked curiously, apparently he'd forgotten his fear for Danny because he was almost leaning over him.

Right until he opened his mouth. "It's the main component of what makes up spectros." Danny smiled at the boy when he jerked away.

"Indeed it seems to be. This keeps his body cool. It's the opposite of an insulator. Because Danny here does not need to be kept warm as humans, the EP² allows excess heat to travel and be expelled easier. But this-" there was an abrupt pause when something caught Coran's eyes. "It can't be." He suddenly moved to the other screen, zoomed in to the same position and cut something out. He slid it over to Danny's biogram. His eyes widened. "It's impossible for these two components to coexist. How is it doing that?"

"What?" Keith leaned on Danny's shoulder and peered closely at the scanner still around the halfa's hand. "What's the other component? Is it human? You see, Shiro?? I never stopped believing."

"The other is human blood cells. This is very interesting. They seem to be working together, despite how contradicting it is."

The alien girl–Allura, Danny reminded himself. If they were gonna be working together he should make an effort to remember their names– pulled Coran back a little as she tried to stand between him and the screen. "Ah! Alright, Coran. Please don't go too much into it. We've proven he is what he says he is." She ignored Pidge's frustrated glare and nudged the small girl's hand away when she'd tried to click on the screen. "We must continue. There is other things to be done."

The humans turned to look at Shiro, who looked surprised that Danny told the truth.

Danny pursed his lips into a smile. Of course that was the leader. The leader is always the most suspicious.

Shiro shifted, looking a little embarrassed. "Alright. You wanted to show us what you can do?"

Keith sprung up, looking even more thrilled, and ran to the entrance. "Let's go."

Lance grinned and pushed Danny away from the machines. "Better hurry. I haven't seen Keith this excited since he found his mom."

Danny let himself be pushed and pulled. The young adults around him looking as childishly curious and enthusiastic as only humans could.

Allura didn't seem to care. Only interested in more help for her team. She struggled to pull Coran away from the screens.

"Where are we going?" Danny asked.

"To the Gym!"

~~~~~

Keith had to wait a bit more before he could show off Danny's powers, because on their way to the gym they encountered the Terrans (terrans of both dimensions). Allura decided that they'd be returned to Earth now before they continued on their 'journey of discovery' as one of them had put it. Danny had said he would just go to another rebel group on the offchance they didn't accept him in the team so either way he didn't need a pod for Earth. Therefore, the Terrans could be sent off right away.

Lance made a detour with the human girl to his room and she came back with a curiously shaped fossil along with a satisfied smile.

Before they stepped in the pod and as they were saying goodbye one of the human males tried to give them one last warning.

"Make sure to keep an eye on him." He pointed at Danny, who made an attempt at looking undignified. "And you'd do the Earth a favor in not sending him back."

Once they were gone the group turned to Danny.

"What's his deal?" Lance looked at Danny questioningly.

The halfa leaned back on his heels in a way that gravity wouldn't allow unless you didn't care. He blew hair out of his face. "I'm guessing you don't recognize me."

Pidge studied him up and down. "I did think I'd seen you somewhere before. Yeah your face was on TV. What's your name again?"

Danny sighed. Here we go again. "I'm Danny Fenton."

"Fenton." Shiro's eyebrows raised up. "That explains that."

Lance and the other brownskinned boy looked around in confusion. "Wait is he famous?"

The girl raised her eyebrow at them. "You've never heard of him? He was all over the news."

"Well excuse me." Lance crossed his arms, defensive. "I was busy moving to America and adjusting to a whole different culture. Ain't nobody got time for news. Not when everything is already new."

She rolled her eyes. "He's been on the news way before that. Pretty sure you'd have learned of his little gang in history books."

"Gang?" Danny almost regretted saying anything because all heads turned back to him. "I was only part of a gang for two months until I destroyed it from the inside out and that was way before your time."

Her eyes widened. "Wait so that was you all the time? I'd assumed there were more that went by that name. How old are you?"

Allura interrupted. "Pidge. Who is he exactly?"

Instead someone else answered. Shiro who hadn't looked away from Danny and was now cocking his head. "He's a rebel group on his own."

Danny had the immediate impression that this guy could think out of the box and hadn't just accepted what the government said about the halfa. He liked that.

Keith scrunched his eyebrows, looking torn. "Isn't he the terrorist?"

The big guy stiffened. "Wait what. A terrorist?!"

Pidge nodded. "World renown too."

Danny cocked his head. "Where are you from?" He asked the two boys.

"Cuba." One answered and Danny translated.

"Maybe you know me as Daniel Fentone," he said in a Spanish accent. "Countries tend to change my name up a bit with the time."

Lance gasped. "Ohhh chingo de mierda. That's you?!" He whistled. "Dude you have one name for yourself."

Redhead leaned over and whispered. "Cursewoooord."

Lance replied in the same singsong tone. "You owed me oooone."

The Samoan that was still behind Lance tapped him on the shoulder. "Who?!"

"Snow white hair, walking bomb guy who buried the army's tanks during la revolución."

"Ohhhhh!" The big boy did a one eighty and grinned at Danny like he'd seen God's angels that were still not as beautiful as him. "You're the faaola." He took one of Danny's hands– completely enveloping it in his own– and shook it. "Thank you so much for your service."

The girl looked at him in shock. "Why are you acting like he's a veteran?? He's a terrorist!"

I'm neither, Danny thought with amusement.

"Pidge Pidge Pidge Pidgeon." Lance placed a finger over her lips that she slapped away. "I will let this pass one time because you're a white girl." He shushed her when she started to protest. "Listen listen. He's an enemy to the government. So he's a hero."

Pidge raised her eyebrows. "Maybe to a government as corrupt as yours."

Lance tsked and shook his head at her. He turned away. "Keith? Shiro? What do you think?"

Keith raised his shoulders. "I honestly wasn't too preoccupied with what happened in the world. I don't really care."

Shiro frowned disapprovingly. "You should keep yourself updated on what goes on in the world around you, Keith." The boy only hummed in response. "And my O bāchan was always a big critic on the rulers of a country. She taught me to do my own research on things. She wasn't sure about you but thought you were doing the right thing most of the time." He smiled at Danny for the first time. "I did too."

Coran walked up next to Danny and asked him directly. "Are you or are you not a danger?"

Danny smiled incredulously at him. The alien didn't seem too worried about him. As if he'd already judged Danny's character. "I'm definitely a danger to some. As you can see, opinions vary. The only thing I'm not a danger to is the safety of Terrans." He looked at the group of humans, who was now staring at him, waiting for an explanation. "I am honestly very surprised that some of you are so positive about me. Haven't had that in awhile. Guess I should visit your countries more."

Danny took a breath. "I'm pretty old. I've told you. I've been around a while and as a halfa you get to have 'access'," he made quotation marks with his fingers, "to many government facilities. I've been doing whatever I can to keep Terrans from destroying each other. It started with working to make peace between humans and ghosts and after that stopping racist gang groups that hated ghosts from hurting the alliance. I'd already made a name for myself within the Ghost Zone so many of them respected me and warned others not to cross me. Also my aura kept getting bigger so they knew once I got there that trouble would brew if they didn't stop whatever bad they were doing. Humans were harder. And pretty self-destructive. I help rebel groups overthrow governments, stop them from making the same mistake and choosing another dictator, detonate missiles and on the occasion overshadow some ruler to sign a peace contract. And those are only the very big things." The halfa shrugged. "Many things happened. I honestly can't remember all but I've done enough to be put in every ruler's black list. They do all they can to ruin me through the media." He glanced at Pidge. "I'm usually alone but I do often join other teams."

"Whoa." Keith had eyes as big as plates. "That's cool."

"It's badass," Lance corrected. "But, umm. You said ghosts? There are ghosts now too?"

Danny realized his mistake. "Oh. No nevermind. I haven't had to explain myself in a long time and kind of forget to correct the terms. I meant spectros."

Shiro straightened his back and uncrossed his arms quickly – letting them hang on his side in a universal sign for peace –, as if just now realizing who Danny really was. "They haven't been called ghosts since a hundred and fifty years after the First Sightings."

In this Shiro was talking about the first time spectros–or ghosts–had been spotted in the human Earth.

The boy who'd been shaking Danny's hand now looked at him in awe. "How old are you?"

Danny snorted. "That's pretty rude."

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"No it's fine. I have two births. I call the time between my first birth and my second 'The life' and the time now after the second birth 'The afterlife'. Because it's funny and I like funny things." He smiled, looking very satisfied with himself. "My second birth was during the First Sightings. Right there in the beginning. My first was fourteen years before that."

The humans took one small step back.

Pidge paled. "Wh-what. The First Sightings were in 207 BT."

BT – meaning Before Treaty – referred to the year where the largest ruling country on Earth at that moment had officially declared a Treaty of Reconcilement between humans and spectros, who used to be called ghosts because of the misconceptions that these were dead beings. Thus forming history and creating a new age.

Danny had the audacity to have a look of concentration. "I...guess it is? I don't really remember. In my time we still used the years BC and AD. My first birth was 1990 AD."

"Oh boy, math." Lance looked up as he mumbled numbers in Spanish. "Year zero is 2230 AD. Minus...plus this year. So you're telling me you're 4,514 years old." He turned to look at his friend. "I must have gotten that wrong. Hunk, do your magic."

The Samoan frowned with pursed lips and counted his fingers. "Nope. You're right."

Danny made a face. "Um. Four thousand five hundred fourteen and a half. So almost a year more."

"Like you need it." Pidge was still staring at him. "You look like you're twelve."

Danny put his hands on his hips. "I was fourteen on my second birth. Still waiting for that growth spurt." He didn't really expect a laugh but he liked making jokes.

Pidge curled a bit around the shoulders. "Sorry about calling you a terrorist and all."

Danny shrugged.

"Can I ask what you mean by first birth and second? Do you mean rebirth?"

"Ehh." He waved his hand. "Not really? My first birth is the same kind of birth you got. Mom, dad, womb birds and the bees, boom birth. I was a human but I'm not even sure if I was normal. Even back then. My parents worked a lot around synthetic ectoplasm. Spectros weren't known back then and our dimension barrier was just beginning to thin. My parents believed in other beings since their college years and spent their whole lives around them. Nobody believed them. They were the nutjobs of the town."

Allura spoke up. She'd been looking on and listening with interest at the paladins and the newcomer. "I find this curious. I think this is the only planet I've ever heard of sharing a plane of existence with another universe. Is this barrier continuing to thin?"

Danny shook his head. "They've found a way to stabilize it. But back in my day it was pretty wild. The first portal to Ctaro was actually made by my parents. That was my second birth. I was the kickstarter of a connection between Earth and Ctaro. I'm the one that made the smooth transition possible."

Keith whistled. "That's crazy."

"Yeah, it is. Back then I felt really guilty because my town was attacked by the ghosts living–oh man I mean spectros living close to the open portal. They proved to be a...bad neighbourhood. Even jail was close because of all that happened there. The prison head really hated me in the beginning. Strike that he always hated me. Even prison was corrupt so yeah, wild times."

"This is fascinating," Coran grabbed Danny's arm and inspected it close, as if he could see more than the scanner. "No wonder your aura is that big. You are holding two dimensions of a whole planet together, allowing them to coexist in a way that you yourself are."

"Whoa whoa. You can see his aura?" Pidge squinted at Danny.

"You can't?" Coran raised his eyebrows. "I'm surprised you don't. You must at least be able to feel it."

Pidge focused on Danny, trying to channel her inner jedi. However, Shiro raised his hands.

"Ok guys. This is turning a bit too personal for Danny. He doesn't have to tell us his whole life story."

"But Shiro!" Lance whined. "His life is interesting! Like getting a history lesson, but interesting. School makes everything ten times more boring."

Shiro smiled apologetically at Danny who reassured him he didn't mind. "Either way. Let's get on with it. Although I'm sure Danny is about as powerful as one of the Lions, I want to see him in action."

Keith brightened. "Finally."

As they walked, Danny realized how big this Castle is. He'd figured a lot of space would go to the mechanics needed to maneuver such a giant ship. But as he trailed his hand on the wall he could feel it was thin. They passed many rooms, all for different events or uses. He could tell they weren't being used. This ship could house many people.

They soon stopped by the gym. The automated doors slid open at the approach to reveal a large...empty room.

Danny's eyes slid over the white walls. "I- don't suppose you expect me to fight you?"

"We don't." Allura said. She brought her gaze to the ceiling, making Danny look there as well. "You'll be fighting the training bots we use. Which level do you think he should fight in?" She asked the general group.

"Would I be fighting with my special abilities or will you put a limit to it."

Allura considered it. "I would like to see your full potential."

Danny shrugged. "It doesn't really matter which level then."

She was stumped by that answer, but Pidge was undeterred.

"Highest setting!" She pumped her fists in the air. "To the max!"

"I'm not sure." Allura hesitated, then turned to Keith. "You've seen him fight."

Keith focused to remember what he'd seen of Danny in the battle field. "Something with a lot of robots. Give them five different weapons and extra speed."

They looked at Danny for his approval and he just shrugged, looking like he hadn't heard a thing they'd said.

Coran grinned and called up a screen by the wall. "Level 27 it is! Commence training sequence."

The paladins rushed to get out of the way and turned around just as the first holes in the ceiling started dropping the droids.

Their decent, however, was very swiftly pulled to a stop as bright concentrated energy surrounded each. The androids were only given the chance to twitch in protest before they were pulled apart.

The Voltron group stared open mouthed at the robots that were being lowered to the ground, completely under the control of Danny not two seconds after being released into the room. The halfa started walking towards them in interest and inspected the skeleton bared open from the panels that were previously covering them.

"This alien tech is pretty impressive." Danny voice was slightly distorted by the metal he was sticking his head in. Metal and cables were pulled loose and brought apart for the boy to investigate freely. "Oh I see how the weapons were installed. Is this the thing that controls it? Can it be controlled manually from a distance? It even has a speaker. Wow."

Hunk chuckled breathlessly. "Guess it really didn't matter."

Keith frowned at Danny, though the amused glint couldn't be mistaken. "You were holding back."

"Dude," the voice of an ancient, mythical, powerful and unnatural being answered him from where he was arms deep in the stomach of an android. "I'm always holding back."

Coran struggled to splutter out a coherent sentence. "An all covering limit it is then!" He grinned. "Don't use any abilities you're capable of. Only fists and kicks allowed! Start training sequence. Level 38!"

The ceiling stretched to create a giant hole and expel a large, almost arachnic-looking droid to the room.

Danny had already dropped the robots he'd been holding hostage. He noticed how they were swallowed up by the ground with satisfaction. At least he wouldn't have to worry about them assembling themselves back and attacking him from behind.

Before the insect-like beast had touched the ground Danny was jumping and kicking it in the head.

The head was crushed but the beast still fought back. Danny knew it would. The main control panel was on its stomach, as he'd seen on the previous droids. What he'd destroyed now was the vision.

Danny went flat against the crushed head to avoid the lasers that had sprouted from its sides and were now shooting at him. He climbed it to get to the back where he immediately kicked through the torso of an android that had exactly at that moment been dropped from the ceiling to land in Danny's way.

He landed on the back and shifted to let a panel rise and reveal canons. Those weren't on the Altean looking droids, but he'd expected them. Altean machines didn't need big motors or control panels to function – the castle and other droids were proof of that – , so the weight and heaviness with which the beast had fallen would have to come from some giant installed guns. Something alteans seemed to have a thing for.

Another droid fell right as Danny dodged the first canon shot. The ceiling seemed to be following him and dropping the droids down on his location every five seconds. He'd counted.

The halfa grabbed the droid and threw it towards one of the small lasers on the side of the beast, letting them disintegrate each other. He grabbed the panel above the canons and turned it until he heard a snap-crackle sound. He grunted and disengaged the panel with the guns attached as if he was popping the lid of a jar.

Another droid. He heard the zoom of it falling towards him. It had been four seconds. He lifted the lid above this head and the droid landed its metal feet on it with a clang. It was able to keep its footing on the very uneven and crackling surface but not when Danny flipped the lid around back over the beast and slammed the small robot into the insides – and control panel – of the big robot. He jumped on it for good measure, slamming his feet on it.

As he'd hoped the legs of the beast flung upwards at the impact and he didn't waste any time in jumping on them. He sprung from it to meet the next falling android midflight. If only he could use his ectoblasts to kill the droid easier but allas, he had to resort to flinging the gun in the droids hands on itself and firing. He used that Android, still falling from the air, as a step and grabbed onto the next already dropped robot.

By the time the next hatch opened, he'd killed and bypassed that robot and jumped to grab ahold of the edge of the hole.

The group of humans was going hysterical on the ground. Screaming and laughing as Danny disappeared in the hole.

Coran looked a bit more panicked. "End training sequence! Clear inventory!"

The whole ceiling disappeared and the group had full sight of all the robots stored on there. All in neat rows, held in place by bars, waiting to be dropped on their next opponent. Danny was there, holding himself above ground by circling his legs around the bars and was punching one of the droids in the stomach. He noticed it was over and let go of the robot. It fell and was swallowed along with the rest of the carcasses.

Danny grinned and swung upside down. As if he was a kid on the monkey bars. As if he was as innocent and childish and his greatest achievement was getting ON the monkey bars.

Coran sighed in relief. "I'd appreciate if you left a couple of droids for the morning training."

"That was amazing!" The younger paladins had run to stand under Danny.

"Are you sure you didn't use any powers?!" Lance called out.

"I don't cheat," Danny said. "I've had to fight without powers before."

"Teach me." Keith said, grinning wide in amazement and wonder.

"Alright. But that depends on the final verdict." He moved his eyes towards Allura slyly. "Can I use my powers to get down now?"

The alien girl smiled. "What would you do if you couldn't?"

He shrugged. "Fall and hope one of you will catch me?"

"You'd trust us that much?"

"Or risk breaking something."

She smiled wide. "You can get down. U-use your abilities!" She quickly added as Danny let loose and dropped like a brick.

He laughed and let himself land softly. "So? Can I join?"

"Um." Hunk said incredulously. "Of course."

"Yeah man we'd be crazy to pass you up." Lance laughed.

Allura nodded in affirmation and Danny responded her smile. Then he turned serious.

"Alright. There is something I want to make clear before any of this happens." They nodded and he pointed at himself. "I am not one of your soldiers. I am not under you and that means if I disagree with your orders, I will not do it. We have the same goals so I will do anything I can to help. But if I find something unfit I will say something about it. I'm not part of your team. I'm your ally. If you don't want that then this desicion will be a mistake."

The team's faces revealed their surprise. Most of them nodded in understanding.

"That's fair," Keith said.

Allura and Coran exchanged looks.

"By letting you on this team we'll be letting you have access to inside information on the universe's best defender."

Danny nodded. "And you'll come to know inside information about me. You don't have to tell me all about the castle or your allies. All I want is to be updated on the situation and the full plan you'll be involving me in."

Allura nodded. "That is a given. We only want to have the security that you won't turn against us."

Danny raised an eyebrow. He wondered how much experience she had in wars and how there's really no security in anything. He decided to indulge her and let her have at least some semblance of comfort. "I don't turn against people doing good."

She smirked at him. Ah, she'd caught it. "Then we'll make sure we do only good."

Finally one of my oneshots doesn't become a full fledged book. I think I'll the title to "short stories" because none of these are even oneshots.
This will probably have short side stories :) ^_^