Reunion
With all these stories from the past popping up I thought I should have
one too.
Devana
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Reunion
Lotor looked into his ship's viewscreen at the battle his fleet was
engaged in. They were on Planet Sirus. Not of any stratigic importance
but it was loaded with precious metals and jewels and his father wanted
it. It should have been a simple task, the planet had no real defenses.
But the world's king sent a distress call to Arus and of course the
robot lions were dispatched immediately....not that Lotor minded. It
merely presented him with another oportunity to capture Princess Allura.

"Blue Lion is particularly fiesty today," Lotor's eyes gleamed, "Allura
will make a beautiful Scribe."

"Yes Sire," Morgil didn't dare say anything more.

Back on Doom the Scribes were watching the battle from a viewscreen that
Lotor had recently installed for them.

"Think they'll have to get out of the Lions?" Tamy asked.

"I hope so," Gina answered, "I'd like to have a good view of the Dragon
of Arus. Lance isn't too bad either."

They all giggled at this, no doubt thinking of what Lotor would say if
he could hear them.

"Ooo...wish come true!" Gina pointed, "There they are!"

The Scribes watched as five pilots climbed out of the Lions.

"Hey, something isn't right here," Jenn spoke. "Since when is Allura's
uniform gray and white?"

"What?!" the rest of the Scribes exclaimed at once.

Samara even stopped folding laundry long enough to take a look.

The female pilot took off her helmet, revealing long and flowing
ash-colored hair (not ash-blond either...this is ash as in the color of
ashes in the fireplace, mosty black with touches of white. How's that
for different?). Her eyes a deep green and her face held a commanding
look they were all oddly familiar with but couldn't seem to place.

"Ten bucks says she either returns with him as the newest edition to the
Scribes or he starts trying to capture Allura AND her." Dom spoke with
confidance.

"If she does return with him it won't be as a Scribe," Samara shoke her
head wisely.

"Why not?" Dom demanded. "She's definately the type."

"Because," Samara spoke softly, "that's Devana."
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There!! This is another of those lovely stories you all get to add
too...and I hope you do. I'd love to see everyone's initial reaction to
Lotor's older sister.
Devana