Voltes V versus

Voltron :
The Godaikin Wars

( Vol. Two)

The Imjad's meditation chamber was darkly lit.

He sits, thinking of another way to make the Godaikins battle each other.

It's just a matter of time before he could commence his plans of conquering and
enslaving the universe.
There's soft, yet unruly music circling around the chamber's atmosphere.
 Music coming from a 1980 defunct band called "Tears for Fears".
Faint flicker from lights coming from out side the room reveals two hooded
figures standing at attention; one of them was large well built and tall, the other
one is small, about three feet tall.
About some time, the small figure approached the Imjad...

It was a little girl, she had pale complexion; like that of the dead. A ghastly look
that can make any goth-lover wonder in awe and her voice sounded so sinister.

"Success," the Godaikin Battle is a success…"

She declared, "But I fear the other Godaikins may not get easily involved..."

She pointed her finger in the air, and then a glowing list of the Godaikin Robots
materializes from nowhere and floats around the room...

"They are the sentinels of time and space all together,

Daltanias, Dan Cougar, Guardian, Daimos,

Dai Leon, Dynaman, Dairruger XV, Daidenjin, Daitetsujin 17,
Laserion, Tetsujin 28, Goggle V, Voltes V, Golion, Abega,
Combattler V, Bioman, Machine Dolphin, Vavilos, Sun Vulcan,
God Sigma, God Marz, Leopardon..."

The glowing lists faded as she looked at the Imjad and smiled.

"All of them, never knowing that they are meant more than just protect and
defend their respective planets or realm..."

The Imjad smiled at her with icy delight, "Saint Aria,"

He called her, "They shall fall one by one before realizing their destinies...
The destruction of the Encyclopeia Universale is the key of their absolute
 defeat..."

He looked at his portal, studying the fallen Godaikin Voltron and the defeated
Voltron Force.

Suddenly, the tall hooded figure approached the Imjad, the light flickering
revealed his true face: A mutant, whose face is filled with pus bags as if he's
suffering from a vomit inducing disease.

He is known as Baron Hakone, the unclean...

"Beg your forgiveness, eminence." He starts,

"But I have been informed that the Explorer is attempting to escape The Earth's
atmosphere, behind them are a squadron of Phantom Crafts, determined to
destroy them all."

There is a small chuckle that escapes the Imjad's mouth.

"They will survise the pursuit...And it will only kindle the fire of hatred more on
them..."

The Imjad stands and paced the room.

"This will be easier than I thought!"

He said with delight in his voice,

"Both Godaikin's victory or defeat does not matter to me.
What I desire is the total obliteration of the Godaikin order!"

He sat back and continues to talk.

"And if such destruction occurs, we shall freely execute our plans&"

After his words, the two evil robed ones smiled maliciously...

The morning in Camp Big Falcon is quite calm and quiet.

Jamie enters the training center; she wears a different out fit from her usual
uniform.

This time, she wears a skin tight, stylized spandex costume based on the black,
Ninja drab. But like her yellow, mini-skirted spandex, the out fit is alluringly sexy.
 She was about to put on her black head cover when...

"Been waiting too long?"

The sound of the voice made her jump in alert, and avoids the ball and chain
being hurled at her.

"Haik!" Jamie launched herself out of harm's way.

She some how produced, lethal micro-knives the size of hair pins from behind
her neck!

Her target, her father, Commander Robinson, stands threateningly.

Hiyaah!!! Like lightning,

he blocked the micro knives using the handle of his Tanto blades.

As soon as Jaime landed, Cmdr. Robinson moves like the wind and slashes at
Jamie's position...

Bit there was no Jamie to slash!

Suddenly, Jamie somersaults and lands on her father's shoulders; she took the
ball and chain from his back and launches herself in mid air.

Cmdr. Robinson turns around to throw shuriken blades at his daughter who
immediately countered with a Japanese native bomb.

The bomb blew the oncoming ninja stars off course.

Cmdr. Robinson threw himself away from the ninja stars shrapnel, only to receive
the ball and chain wrapping around his legs.

Off balance, Jamie lands on his stomach and aimed a micro knife at his eye.
 Suddenly, the tension stops...

Jamie softens her stance and helped her father to stand.

They were laughing.

Ninja fighting was replaced by Kodak moments as father and daughter exchange
hugs.

"You're doing pretty well, Jamie.

You have made our ancestors proud."

Commander Robinson said with pride.

Jamie smiled yet she shook her head.

"Yes, dad..." Cmdr. Robinson looks at his daughter and smiled.

"My how you're grown. Well who'll be it, Steve? Mark?"

Jamie shied and remained silent.

Cmdr. Robinson released a great guffaw,
"Don't tell me you're going tomboy?!"

Jamie's cheeks turned red,

"Oh, Dad!"
"C'mon Jamie, I'm just kidding..."
Commander Robinson replied.

Both of them took a seat near a mineral water dispenser.

"I hope you're mother can see us now..."

Jamie closed her eyes and tears formed, something she don't want her team
mates to see"
Yeah...Hope she's proud of us...Of what we accomplished."

There's a pause.
Then both Jamie and the Commander heard an alarm from the head quarters.

"C'mon Jamie...Lets go!" Jamie nods and with her father, left the room...

Approximately 3,000 feet just below the stratosphere, the retreating Stellar Ship
Explorer is being pursued by a squadron of Earth defense "Phantom Crafts";
resolute star fighters from the Earth International Defense Force.
Koran knows he have to deal with the Voltron Force's defeat and with the current
struggle to deal with the pursuers.

Missiles, projectiles, energy beams and lasers from the Stellar Ship Explorer
proved useless since the Phantom Crafts easily evades the fixed guns.

Koran also considers the lethal damages sustained by the Stellar Ship Explorer
in their battle against Voltes V.
"Koran, the ship's main reactor is in critical mass!"
Commander Hawkins reported.

"The ship's engines are about to fall apart!"

"We have to hold on!" Koran declared,

"Put on double power on our protective screens!"

Explosions, after explosions rocked the wounded vessel.

Koran realized the ship does not have a chance to hide among the pock marked
lunar surface that looms before them.
His eyes wondered around the Voltron Force's positions.

He could only shook his head seeing them, still locked in hopeless dissolution.
Sitting sadly, meditating from the failures of their mission. Koran tried to talk to
Keith or to the others.
"Keith...Princess...Voltron Force..."
Another powerful blast threw Koran, slamming him hard at the metal walls of the
room.
His head bleeding badly, Princess Allura hurriedly turns to his aid...
.
Keith snarled something under his breath and stands, then took off.
The other Voltron Force members are indecisive to follow him.

"Keith, where are you going...?"

The Princess tearfully asks him...

"I-Im not gonna sit here and let a bunch of off-world show offs splash mud and
grime at us!"
Keith replied angrily,
"I'm gonna save this stellaarship, and the people before were goners!"

Something in what Keith said brightens the spirits of the Voltron Force.

"We're with you Keith!" Hunk declared.

"C'mon Keith...just say it!"

Lance came in second.

"Yeah, nobody messed around with Voltron and go scott- free!!"

Pidge replied.

Princess Allura stood up and smiled at Keith.

 "There is hope for all of us, after all."
She told her self.

Soon, the Voltron Force boarded their Voltron Lions and re-activates the tired yet
powerful engines.

Amidst the many protestations from the engineers, the Voltron Lions' barely
repaired engines roared in preserved majesty and rockets out from the ailing
Stellar Ship Explorer, to face the pursuing Phantoms.

Everything seems to be a blur from the speed and agility of the Voltron Lions.

The Voltron Force bent their frustrations on the pursuing space fighters, in a
lethal way:

Fangs, razor sharp steel claws and a volley of missiles, projectiles and lasers
composed the fury of the Voltron Lions that leads to the savage destruction of the
pursuing Phantom Crafts.

The Stellar Ship Explorer was spared from the deadly bolts of the Phantom
Crafts.

Yet, the great ship flounders aimlessly to smash mercilessly at the lunar
canyons, sending chunks of debris, people and instrumentations colliding hard at
each other...

Meanwhile, the alarm continues to blare at Camp Big Falcon.

The Voltes Team entered the control center, where Dr. Hook awaits them.

"What is it, Dr. Hook?"

Steve asks as he enters.
 "Please Dr. Hook, tell us..."
Big Bert also inquires.

"Is that Voltron coming back for a re-match?" Mark asked in sarcasm.

"Just keep your shirt on, Voltes team...":

Dr. Hook replied, "The way you maneuvered your Volt machines in that last battle
is so unprofessional, Voltes Team..." He turns around in silent disgust, then...

" Your skills are getting rusty..and I'm gonna deal with it in the next time... but
right now, The Vavilos will be arriving any minute!"

The Voltes Team was surprised.

The Vavilos is a famous space ship/Godaikin piloted by a highly skilled special

galactic enforcer.

"The Vavilos?" Little Jon asks

"You mean...Shaider?"

"Yeah, Shaider the space police..." Dr. Hook supplies. "And he's bringing some
data about Voltron."

"...Data about Voltron?" Steve asks further.

Dr. Hook looked back at Steve with the stare as cold as that from a shark, and
continues.
 "We need to study that giant robot, its missions, planet of origin, history, pilots
anything we can grab hold on to so we can repel them more effectively!"

"Shaider is an inter-galactic, inter dimensional traveler..."Jamie ponders.

"Perhaps he had picked up Voltron's data among his many voyages..."

Dr. Hook nodded "Perhaps...But how loose those in formations so not to be

picked up by its enemies...I wonder..."

Little Jon felt an overwhelming surge of excitement.

"I don't care, what counts is we can now polish off that no-good Voltron for
keeps!"

"No Little Jon," Steve said as he shook his head from his little brother's reactions.
"In that last fight with Voltron, I realized that the pilots are honorable Voltron's no
evil doer..."

Mark was startled by Steve's words and looked at him in disbelief. "Did I heard
right?... Do you mean that invader's honorable?"

Steve slowly distanced himself from Dr. Hook and the Voltes Team.
 "Steve, what's troubling you?" Jamie asked Steve as she runs after him.

Steve stopped walking and slowly turns to Jamie.

"We are Earth Defenders, fighting for peace, justice and freedom Instead of
antagonizing Voltron, we should try to understand its pilots..."

Let's show them we are honorable, and honor is what separates us from beasts,
robots or Boazanians!"

"Oh yeah,..." Mark replied with teasing sarcasm.

"Like how these so-called honorable invaders try to understand the soldiers at
the Earth International Defense Base!?!."

Dr. Hook seems to feel the growing friction between the two.

"Shut up! Squabbling among ourselves is useless...After studying Voltron's data,

then we can decide to treat the invaders accordingly...Understand"

The Voltes Team replied in unison..."Yes sir!"

After the briefing about the Vavilos, the Voltes Team returns back to their training
sessions;

once again, Steve mounted his large rocket propelled bike and continues his
"moving target practice" as Jamie dons her black, ninja cat suit and resumes her
training inside the booby trapped forest of Camp Big Falcon.

Little Jon re-entered the cold dark water, where an android shark awaits him and
Big Bert picks up his "Naginata" (Battle staff) to spar with ten fighters waiting for
him at the training center.
Mark casually, walked through a corridor that leads to his training spot. There, his
faithful thoroughbred waits him.

"...Just think about all those families...mourning." he thought to himself as he

grooms his horse.

"Husbands, wives, kids...all their love ones dying...for what?...So some damn
alien ravager called Voltron could take out this planet and add it to his
collection?"

He began to mount his faithful steed and took out his bull whip.

"Pull!!!"

After he shouts "pull", a barrage of ceramic disks went flying through the air.

Immediately, his horse came sprinting across the field and Mark lashed his
weapon against the flying training disks.

Wha-pang. Wha-pang!!!

His body moves with such agility; his arm lashes the whip with such professional
strikes, whereas his mind wanders back to those grim days...Those days
highlighted by the intrusion of the Boazanian invaders!

He remembered how the human race was succumbed by the sheer might and
power of the Boazanians : It was so overwhelming...these Boazanians ...and the
Earth and its people were like a small kitten, pitted against a large concrete slab.

He recalled those heartless alien beasts taking human prisoners and subjecting
them in the most horrendous, roughshod conditions, perhaps no other race in the
universe had been through...
 The atrocities, the anguish, the pain...until Voltes V delivered them from these;
the mighty clash of the Sword of Heaven echoed through his mind and Mark
could see the dangerous yet successful defense of planet Earth against these
unwholesome beings.

"Aliens...especially alien invaders are blood thirsty war mongers...and now Steve
says they're honorable?..." Mark starts to spat and think.

His troubled thoughts made him miss one of the ceramic training disks.
"Awwww shoot!"

He dismounts his steed and focused his thoughts on the interim.

Mark starts to walk towards a nearby mineral water dispenser and was about to
drink from it when he noticed a group of relieved soldiers surrounding a large
television screen.

The news tells about the gruesome death of soldiers and civilian personnel
working inside the Earth International Defense Base.

Mark could also see the live interview of the perished soldiers' love ones.
He could see them wail and weep on T.V.

He's maybe tough and cool under pressure, but Mark is still a young teenager,
much like his team mates.

Something fragile cracked inside him.

Mark turns away and bent his frustrations to a nearby training tree under repair.

It was one of those training guns used for Jamie's practice sessions disguised to
look like a tree; Mark punched and kicked with all his might.

His strikes were cold and lethal, enough to cripple any receiver. But the training
gun would not budge; its hyper-fiber glass casings could withstand strikes from
large attack transports.

Tired, Mark slumped beneath the training gun breathing hard from exhaustion.
"I swear, I'm gonna give that Voltron beast a taste of Voltes V's justice...those
aliens are blood thirsty monsters …nothing's honorable about them..."

He was so busy sobbing that he didn't noticed Steve standing just behind him.

He had just finished his session when he noticed Mark lying down beside the
training gun.

Steve had heard what Mark just said but decides to keep quiet...

The hulk of the Galaxy Alliance flagship "The Stellar Ship Explorer" was a hive of
various repair and medical activities;
Humans and repair bots, mend the great gash and holes created by their
encounters with the Phantom Crafts, the defenses of the International Defense
Force, and Voltes V.

The heavily damaged yet victorious Voltron Lions had cleared the pursuing
Phantom Crafts and returned to the Stellar Ship Explorer's repair center. The
Voltron Force steps down from their Lions and sprinted towards the sick bay.
There, Koran lays waiting for them; his wounds were starting to heal.

"I'm proud of you; Voltron Force...the spirit of King Alfor is with you..." He began
to cough which made the doctors check his condition further.

"Rest o dear Koran," Princess Allura reassured the battered coordinator.

"Please be strong, for all of us need you."

Tears began to form in the corner of her eyes.

There is a strange chill that moves around Keith's body...He felt troubled: "What if
we loose Koran the next time we came into battle with this Voltes V?" He told
himself. "Can we keep it up without Koran?"

He looked at the Voltron Force, they were unusually quiet...Even Hunk and
Pidge.

Keith looked around some more and stared at the huge Plexiglas window: Here,
the vastness of space stared back at him and as he shifted his sights, he saw the
blue floating orb of the 3rd Earth.
 He clenched his fist at it and swore under his breath:
"I swear I'll get those wet-nosed kids and that giant abomination of theirs!"

Then, as if on cue Nanny approached the Voltron Force with unhidden joy.

"I have great news oh Voltron Force." She starts "Saint Paul the Imjad had
provided us information about this new enemy, This Vol-tees-Five..."

"Well it's about time!" Lance retorts, "Why didn't he handle that information to us
in the first place?"

Suddenly, a loud alarm rings up from within "The Stellar Ship Explorer". It's the
teleport Chamber receiving a visitor..."

Suddenly, with renewed vigor, the Voltron Force stood to face Paul the Imjad.

Meanwhile, at Camp. Big Falcon, a sleek white and blue starship descends down
from the skies. Before making a touch down, the ship prepares for a
transformation.

"Vavilos Formation."

The wings of the giant starship pivots, then its body extracts further.

This same starship body suddenly splits at the middle to form "legs."

The front section of the cockpit flips up to for "feet".

 The aft section turns, looking more like a giant robot's body.
Then, two slim, steel colored arms extracted from each side.

There Vavilos, the unbeatable inter -dimensional Godaikin floats like a multi-
colored apparition before Camp. Big Falcon.

The Voltes Team watched in awe as the massive Godaikin unravels before them.

"Coool!...Vavilos is awesome!" Little Jon made a comment.

"Vavilos is an inter-dimensional super cybernaut built for space police use." Big
Bert informs everybody.

"I heard it uses mysterious alien beam energy." Jamie adds. "I think it's called
"Blue Plasma Energy".

Mark looked at the spectacle rather impatiently.

He finally came up with:

"This Shaider guy...He better had those Voltron data and not so much special
effects!"

Suddenly, a cyber announcement sounded from within Camp. Big Falcon: "We
are about to receive "teleportation" from the docking ship.
Count down for the reception starts at 09, 08, 07, 06..."

Dr. Hook and Commander Robinson entered the teleportation room and punch in
some numerical keys at the console. The announcement continues: "05, 04, 03,
02, 01&Contact!"

The teleport room receives the visitor with a bright blue glow that fades after10 to
15 seconds.

Before the startled eyes of Dr. Hook, Commander Robinson and the Voltes
Team, stands a tall, fully armored figure in gleaming chrome and metallic blue
exoskeletons.

"Code Name: Shaider!"