Voltron Suits Novels & Stories

The containment was trickier. This suit was developed to keep me in human form while also making sure I could be useful to Segundus. The suit itself is like a containment pod in the form of a large drake, with arm and leg extensions connected to a torso-like cage and topped with a helm to both hide my appearance and to change the way I see the world--with a very limited scope. The collar Tritus had developed to transport dangerous criminals was the basis of the connecting rings that hold the helm in place. While in this suit I cannot take my true form, although I learned over time that there are ways to work around that as long as you only shift small parts of my body, like my fingernails or

"I never thought I’d be wearing something like this at my age." Ivy May smiled, her eyes flashing with a touch of professional pride. "They’re more than just armor, Mrs. Theresa. They’re a shield. And tonight, they’re going to be the difference between victory and defeat." Oliver stood in the center of the room, his own suit—the 'King’s Armor'—being fitted by Nikolai. The suit was a deep, obsidian black, its surface etched with the same intricate patterns as his jade ring. As the final plate clicked into place, Oliver felt a sudden, powerful surge of energy. The suit was linked to the ring, a connection that seemed to amplify his senses and sharpen his focus.

“No, I’m not.” About an hour later, everything was in place much to Captain Whitlock’s satisfaction. Will’s suit had been delivered and he was upstairs changing. It was a peak-lapel three-piece suit from Gucci with a subtle diamond print and a shirt and tie in two different types of vertical stripes. A crisp, white shirt completed the look. Jason, of course, sent along some dazzling extras. A burgundy pocket square, a vintage tie pin, some of Gucci’s aged metal rings, a watch, and a snake belt buckle completed the look. After showering, shaving, and slicking his hair back, Will donned his armor. He took a look at himself in the mirror. He looked like a powerful villain in a superhero movie.

Mina said looking at the four golden warriors who were flying above them protectively. “What have you done? You have ruined everything, if my daughter dies because of your stupidity I will rip you to shreds and feed you to the sharks.” Triton said as his powers surged and water came from out of nowhere lifting him into the air. His hieroglyphics glowed not just blue but also gold, his trident appeared in his hand along with a golden crown that formed on his head.

The wave of pain brought tears to Ike's eyes, and he wiped the drops from his cheeks as he headed toward his travel cases. Heading to the far side of the room, Ike crouched in front of the massive trunk he'd brought with him. As he cooled the fire inside of him, he opened his case and stared at the living armor of Albeon. The thick fabric pulsed with a heartbeat and energy, begging to be worn. The thin coat of the material actually hummed with life. Ike picked up the helmet and studied the face shield.

“See, it fits your skin tone so perfectly. And that hair? I could kill you for your hair but then I love you too much. I can already see how these would look on you. You need armor? You’ve got one right here. With a shade to match. Get it?” “No, I do not get it and I am sure I will never get it. Hell would ice over before I wore something like that. So, thank you for your moral support. Now you can leave.” “And miss all the fun? Pfft, no way,” Toria said before she slouched into the chair facing Reyona. Then she leaned forward just as Maxwell had done earlier and said, “So, when are we going?” “We are not going anywhere. I will go when I am done with all my work. Not a moment sooner. And I a

Thor is quick on the draw and pulls out a card with Merigold’s information on it, handing it to Jason. Ratchet gets out of the car. He walks over and hands me my suit. It is fire retardant. Even though this is just a time trial we take all precautions for safety. “ Alright time to get down to business. Pit crew, go with Ratchet and he will show you the ropes. I need two guys to go with Jason to the garage area to check the layout. The rest get behind the barrier. I have a track to check out.” Everyone scattered. It was kind of funny to watch these burly bikers jump at my orders. I walk to the driver's side and lean against the car. I slipped off one shoe and slid my leg into my jumpsuit befo

This creature, its thin wings capped with pointed bone, was the size of a lion. “This is one of the babies.” Apollo said without looking back at Dain or me. “Which means brother and mother are close by.” An even louder screech sounded, and the suits that the four brother wore, shifted into something else. That strange shimmer I had noticed over their clothing grew until the crisp and elegant lines of their suits morphed into armored plates and thick leather straps.

I jumped in my shower though, hurrying to wash the blood off me. I jumped out and headed to my closet. Every single suit I had in there was solid black, not an inch of bronze anywhere to be found. I rolled my eyes. “God, The Otherside sucks.” I said to Titan, who agreed. I snapped to produce a better suit, and it came in black as well. “Fuck.” I said out loud. So my powers were here, but they think it’s hilarious to ruin my fashion sense. Ugh. I put the black suit on and luckily I found one pair of bronze shoes in my closet that I happily threw on. A little is better than none. “Ok, now that we have figured that out, let’s head to TwentyOne.” I told Titan.

And with that power came a new kind of threat: The Suitors. Leo stood by the cooling vents of the Ark, his muscles aching from a day of hauling timber. He wiped the sweat from his brow, his eyes narrowing as he saw a sleek, black hover-rover—one of the few functional vehicles left—pull up to Meilin’s administrative tent.