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“After finally getting the universe running simi normally and close to getting the Galra Empire fingered out, we got a well deserved break. Me, mom, Charis, surprisingly Lotor, and Yura, one of the other Blade members mom is close to, are all sitting in one of the break rooms in the main Blade base.
“Okay, Keith what's up with you? Why do you look like you are trying to figure out the universe?” My little sister, Charis, asked me out of the blue. Everyone in the room looked at me, probably wondering the same thing.
"Besides wondering about what we are going to do about the Galras and trying to find them a leader, I was thinking about our family. Cause like we're half siblings and we have the same mom, so who's my bio dad and do we have any more family out there?” I started to ramble a little trying to get all these questions off my chest as I leaned back in my chair.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw mom tense up and Yura started to laugh a little like she knew something we don't. I sat up and raised a questioning eyebrow at them. At the same time Chris and Lotor looked at them too.
“I wonder the same thing sometimes too actually. Well not if I have more family, but what happened to what family I did have. Cause like I'm pretty sure my older sister is dead and my parents were evil. So we're kinda in the boat there.” Lotor said for absolutely no reason. This time mom laughed a little and Yura tensed.
"Well looks like we are both in a bind there, aren't we, Yura?” Mom said as she leaned backward over the chair she was in, to look at Yura who was on one of the couches.
"Yep.”
"What are you two talking about?” Chris asked, voicing the question the rest of us were asking ourselves.
"So… we both haven't been completely truthful with all of you, Lotor your sister is not dead… Keith, you and Charis technically have two more siblings, they have the same dad and different moms.” Yura started and mom ended as me and Chris looked at them confused and Lotor went pale, which, how he did that when he's purple, I have no clue.
"What?”
“Also my real name isn't Yura, it's… Marmora.” Lotor looked like he is about to pass out now and my sister and I asked the same question "Like as in The Blade of Marmora?”
"Yes, she made the Blade. She is also your older half sister Keith.”
“Again, what?” I was dumbfounded by what I heard.
"What do you mean they are his half sister. She is my sister if I'm correct, which I am pretty sure I am.” Lotor asked, as he stood up and looked like he's going to fall over. Yura or Marmora now opened her arms and Lotor ran over to her giving her a hug and it seemed like he wasn't going to let her go anytime soon. Plus it sounded like he's crying a little. I looked at mom a little confused.
"Well looks like that did it… Mom.” Marmora said deadpanning to look at mom well at the same time trying to comfort a now loudly crying Lotor who was clinging on to her like she was life itself.
“What did she just call you mom, mom?” My younger sister asked, clearly just as confused as I was.
“Because I am her mother. Which makes her your half sister, and though her, you are not technically related, but at the sametime related, to Lotor because they have the same dad.” Mom tried to explain and did a decent enough job at it.
“Okay, can you explain that from the beginning please?” Lotor asked, finally letting go of Marmora somewhat.
“Yeah, so before he turned evil I was married to Zarkon. When I was with him, I gave birth to Marmora. We were very close before I left on a scouting mission to find new planets to trade with and something went wrong with my pod and I crashed on earth. That was when I met your father Keith.” Mom started to explain and Marmora took over.
“Around that time father or should I say, Zarkon, tried to contact her multiple times, asked if anyone had seen her, and went to look for her himself. When he didn't find her he thought she was dead. Not too long after, he met and fell in love with Lotor's mother, Honerva. Not too long after that they got married and had my little brother, Lotor.” Marmora continued as she gave Lotor a squeeze of reassurance around his shoulders.
“Around that same time of them having Lotor, I had Keith, and when your father died I put the two of us into a cryogenic sleep so that maybe I could find a way to give you a decent childhood because at the time there was a war going on, on Earth.'' When mom said my father was dead I felt a little upset at the idea of never getting to meet my father.
"A few thousand years after that Lotor was exiled because Zarkon thought he was being too nice to a planet he was in control of because he was working with them and not being a dictator over them. A few year after that I was exiled for a similar reason and found Lotor and spent about a thousand years together I left and formed the Blade of Marmora because Zarkon was getting out of control, and no I didn't come up with the name that was one of my friends suggested it because it was funny and everyone liked it so it stuck.”
“After getting a few bases set up and making sure the blade was going strong I had one of my most trusted generals put me into cryo sleep because I wanted to see him removed from the throne and my gut was telling me that would only start to happen in a few thousand years. I woke up a couple years before mom left Earth.”
"She woke up about the time I met your father Charis. He found Keith and I well we were still in cryo sleep, he had found this, as he put it “weird energy” coming from that area. We happened to be in the same place the blue lion was in, which is what he was picking up on. Not too long after he got the two of us out of cryo sleep, we had you, Charis. Me and your father, Heith, planned not to tell you who I was or what happened until you were either both of you were teens or I came back to Earth.” Mom had said then turned to Charis and me with a very serious look.
“I only recently found out he was dead and if I had known he was gone I would have come and found you both a lot sooner. I swear.” Mom had said as she grabbed mine and Chris's hands, giving them a little squeeze. I felt like I was about to cry but managed not to.
"We would have also told you all this a lot sooner but saving the universe kinda takes up all the free time you have.” Mamora said as she shrugged.
“Okay so the four of us are siblings technically, those two are royalty making the two of us related to royalty, I'm about the same age as Lotor making me at least 10,000 years old. And we have worked for and with my older sister for years unknowingly. Do I have that correct?” I asked, a little shocked and tried to understand what was being said a little.
"Technically you're both also royalty because I was queen long before I was ever married to Zarkon. I just never went back to the throne when I saw what was going on because I knew that was not going to fix it, if anything it would have made it worse. But otherwise yes, you are correct.” Mom confirmed what I had asked and I finally started to understand.
“Okay so that answers both of my questions because I now have two more siblings if you two are okay with me calling you both that. And now we just have to figure out how to tell the Galra Empire who you two are and then we have someone we know will take care of the empire on the throne. If y’all agree with it, that is.” I said.
“Yeah I think that will work just fine.” My little sister said and the rest nodded in agreement.
“Alright then, I am going to go try and explain this to my boyfriend, then meet up with Charis and the two of us can try to explain it to the team, and then we can get this, probably, shit show on the road.” I said as I walked out of the room backward.”
“And that is part of the story of how your Aunt Chris became Queen of the Galra Empire with her advisors Uncle Lotor, Aunt Marmora, and Grandma helping her. And good night you two.” Lance, who is now my husband of 10 years, says to our two kids to finish the bedtime story I was telling them.
"Night guys, see you in the mornin’.” I say as I walk out of the twin's room and closing the door behind me.
"Night, night dads.” The twins say as they roll over and fall asleep.
“Happy anniversary by the way babe.” I reach up to place a kiss on my husband's check.
“Happy anniversary… My prince.” Lance says as he nuzzles his face into my hair.
“How many times am I going to have to tell you to stop calling me that?” I roll my eyes as we walk to our room to go to bed also.
“Admit it you love when I call you that, and you should know by now I won't stop calling you that either.” He says as we lay down and kisses me on the forehead before we fall asleep cuddling each other.