Voltron Aliens Novels & Stories

Jo reminded himself to ask the Servant not to laugh anymore because it sounds scary. “Okay, we’ll use your term. Aliens. Yes, like us, Draconians are aliens. They come from the star Alpha Draconis, in the constellation Draco. Just as we have the destiny to guard and protect Earth, the Draconians’ main purpose in life is to destroy life on earth.” “So you guys hate each other for lives?” asked Sarah, to which the Servant answered enthusiastically. “Yes! You’re quite right. We are the mortal enemy.”

Peltratria turned away from Rhylent, and the alien looked down at the cage. His eyes met Chasm's, and though he knew he should look down or away, he didn't. Chasm was captivated by Rhylent's stormy blue eyes. They were mesmerizing. "You are very brave to look a Dagerstanteen warrior in the eye, Human." "More like I'm stupid." Chasm dropped his gaze, and Rhylent chuckled. Before the alien would have spoken again, Varnas appeared out of his tent. He held a ball of orange liquid almost identical to the one the alien had hidden in his hair curls. The only difference was that his container was bigger and full.

The large screen had been displaying a report that the earth was under an alien attack and— The screen splintered and cracked sharply. Hermes was stuck in the middle of it. Elektris shot into the air with such force that the ground beneath her tore apart from the upthrust. Hermes gasped slightly, quickly wriggling his way out, barely escaping just as Elektris crashed through the building, destroying the entire jumbo tron.

Aliens could speak with each other through telepathy as long as they looked directly into each other's eyes. Levy's comrades simply shrugged but their expressions all indicated that the same thoughts were running through their minds as well. They were among the best of all the alien warriors – the elites. They never, ever travelled or moved this slowly in their entire lives! They didn't even know that something like this would actually frustrate them so badly until now that they were seeing and experiencing it first-hand. 'Bloody hell! Zolan, tell his highness that the girl will definitely not die if we sped up a little! For goodness' sake. This is too much!' Levy complained again.

"The Scales flew off and planted themselves to many parts of the world now. VEIL came out from them, along with an army bearing highly advanced technologies they couldn't identify." "So... aliens, then?" Lars said. Tirana nodded. "Probably the same kind as the one I saw in Paradise too." Mell roughly scratched the patch of hair between his horns. "Fuck man, are they Sovereigns too? Why the fuck do they work with Silver Devils and that snakezilla?" "Perhaps they are, yes, the Silver Sovereigns from an advanced civilization who also worshipped the Grand Serpent. That's the only explanation I could think of."

We looked like gods returning from a hunt. The five hundred Lycans and Vampires stepped onto the scorched grass of the courtyard. Their armor was dented, and they were covered in the glittering white ash of the Void, but not a single soldier had fallen. The Earth’s predators, fueled by magma and starlight, had proven to be the ultimate apex species in the universe. Killian and I stepped through last. I turned back to the Astrolabe, the alien cylinder humming on its stone pedestal. I didn't just turn it off. I raised my hand, channeling the residual heat of the supernova still buzzing in my veins, and melted the ancient device into a useless puddle of glowing slag.

Triston frowned at her, "I mean she should get in the drum and go under the water comletely. That way, we can both hide her, and mask her scent." Ivone turned to look at Maya who looked at her pitifully and shook her head. She didn't want to get into the drum. "Triston, please..." Ivone started but Triston took a step forward and closer to Maya, ignoring Ivone and what she had wanted to say. He looked the girl square in the eye with a gaze so cold, leaned in closer and asked, "Have you heard of Alpha Ardon Valtor of Elyria?" Maya blinked at first in confusion. She glanced over at Ivone briefly before bring her attention back on Triston, nodding her head, "I have."

“What I didn't expect was your step sister's hand in it but still, I'm not surprised.” A muscle in his jaw ticked. “But the Vale brothers?” he continued. “Nyra… that is a very dangerous stretch.” His warning lingered between us. Because he wasn’t wrong. Dante and Rhys weren’t just powerful men but they were mine to use now. “I’m way past mixing emotions with work and that's all they will ever be weapons for my uprising.” I replied, trying to sound as reassuring as I could. “It won't be the other way around.”

Brett said, coming to stand beside me I smiled, feeling a surge of love and gratitude towards my mate. "I know you will," I said. "But I have to do this. I have to use my powers to save our soldiers." With a deep breath, I focused my energy and let my powers surge through me. The triplets watched in awe as I transformed into a white wolf, my body glowing with a soft, golden light. The near-death soldiers around me miraculously healed, their wounds closing and their energy returning. They stumbled to their feet, looking around in confusion, before their faces cleared and they nodded in gratitude.

It was piloted by a single figure: an elemental being made entirely of shimmering, chaotic Volatile Water. I immediately hailed the alien vessel, opening the external comms and projecting a neutral, non-volatile Light signal. "We are peaceful explorers from the Continental Alliance. We offer assistance. We recognized your warning," I transmitted, speaking slowly and clearly in our universal language. The Water Weaver, as I instantly named the being, replied not with words, but with a sudden, violent surge of its chaotic Water energy. The message was a flash of pure distress and rejection. Get off our world. Your presence destabilizes the cool Fire. We do not require outside help.