Chapter Three
"Nanny, please stop crying! We don't know for sure if Allura is dead!" Coran placed his hands on Nanny's shoulders.
"Oh, my baby! If she hadn't been flying blue lion, this wouldn't have happened!" she sobbed. "And the boys! We are defenseless! Poor Arus! Oh, Allur-Allura!!!" With with statement, she wailed anew.
Coran looked at her helplessly. He nodded to his friend, Dr. Baile Gorma who was beside him. Give her a sedative..at least she could get away from all this for awhile. Baile thought as he nodded to him in return and gently steered a still weeping Nanny to the medwing. Coran wished he could sleep too - wake up and find it all a nightmare, but it wasn't..no, it damn well wasn't. This catastrophe was a horrible blow to Arus. He was going to have to evacuate the citizens.
According to Garrison investigators, there were bombs detected in the lions which were of Drule manufacture. They were designed to go off just after they were detected by the lion sensors. The funny thing was these bombs were not designed to work when all the lions were connected to form Voltron, they were designed for the individual lions. The formidable-looking robeast that was sent to Arus was a ploy to get them all out without forming Voltron.
And it had worked - with devestating results. Pidge and Hunk, their lions severely damaged, were burned horribly all over their bodies. Baile had said that their chances were slim but that he would do everything to save them. Lance? Lance was dead - killed instantly when his lion was utterly destroyed. Coran had the sad duty of informing his family and his friends on Terra. And what of Keith Akira and Princess Allura? They were captured. Coran was sure of this. Their lions were found intact, the occupants missing.
They're on Doom now.he grimly thought.God knows what will happen to them.
He had failed. He had failed to protect Allura from Alfor's enemy and murderer, Zarkon, something he promised he would do the night before Alfor's death. Coran bowed his head and wept.
..Alfor, my friend...I am sorry...so sorry..Dammit all to hell!
There were times during this whole sorry affair when Coran wished he were dead along with his wife, Leda. This was definitely one of those times.