Sup. Here’s a Voltron Au for you while you wait for my other post.
So get this.
Imagine a desert. Sizzling hot.
You hear the grunts and moans of slaves.
A half Galra, half Altean baby is born in a small village built by those slaves. But the paranoid king wanted to inflict more sorrow on the Alteans so he sent a decree to kill all of the male children under the age of two. But this Galran mother was not about to let her son die.
She weaved a basket and sailed her baby on ther river in hopes that the soldiers wouldn’t find him. This will be the last time she ever saw her precious child. The basket safely floats into the palace waters where the Galran queen discovered the babe and decided to raise him as her own. So the young half-blood became a prince beside his new brother. Though we was not heir to the throne, he had everything he ever wanted.
One night, the court magicians brought a Nomad from the highlands as entertainment for the banquet. She seemed destressed to the young prince, so after the banquet, he sneaked her into his room to help her escape out his window. He was conflicted by his actions, but he thought nothing of it.
That is until two messengers from the chief house of the Alteans told him of his Altean heritage. One of the messengers was his real brother. It couldn’t be. Him? An Altean? He was the prince of the Galra Empire! Ever since then, he had dreams, no, nightmares of a night where newborns were being slaughtered. Him alone floated on the river. He couldn’t take it any longer.
He rushed to his mother’s chambers and pled for an answer. Indeed he was a half-blood, his mother had said. But he needn’t worry about his past. He is now a prince. A proud son of the Galran empire…
As a prince, he had to learn the workings of the kingdom so he was sent to inspect the work of the slaves. But then, he saw something that would change the very course of his life.
He could have walked past it, but the guilt was too strong. A man who was loading a block was being whipped by a slave-driver. If he did not stop soon, the man would die. Out of anger and the frustration, he went to tell the slave-driver to back off. But during the struggle, the young prince killed him.
He had killed a man.
The slave who was behind him told him to flee. To flee far, far away. He had to, a prince was no murderer. He snuck into the palace to get some provisions for his journey, but was caught by his brother. Despite the brother’s protest, the half-blood left after telling him to take care of his parents. Well, the people who he thought was his parents….
“Keith! There must be another way! You’re a prince, I can help you out of this thing.”
“You don’t understand. I don’t belong here, Lotor.”
Reasons to love this AU:
- DreamWorks x DreamWorks
- Keith and Lotor brother angst (need I say more?)
- Pidge is a sassy girl and becomes a sassy wife (if I write a fic, I can make it slow burn)
- Hunk and Lance are evil but the greatest comedy magician duo in the royal court
- Allura is a fraking daughter of a enslaved Altean cheif. (Idk how that’s good but she’s a cheif’s daughter)
- Shiro and Keith sorta brother angst and reunion (wat)
- Pidge is Keith’s sassy wife
Lotor as Ramses
Keith as Moses
Hunk and Lance as the Pharoh’s court magicians
Pidge as Ziporah
Shiro as Aaron
Allura as Mirian (kinda)
Coran as Cheif of the Altean Village
I present you a Prince of Egypt inspired Au.