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No More

Warnings: depictions of violence, yelling, screaming, blood, gore, suicide. (Btw this was inspired by the song Kitchen Fork by Jack Conte, it's supposed to contain a video of the song but I don't see it when I check so just thought I'd tell y'all just in case)

Keith woke up in a cold sweat, tingles of ghost pain made their presence known throughout his body while he tried to catch his breath. Sitting up he lifted his shirt up, only light scattered scars covered his stomach area and he breathed a sigh of relief.

No bloody wounds.

He pulled it back down and looked around the room, white walls with a dim blue glow on the edges, no purple in sight.

He lied back down, he was in the castle of Lions, not in a purple cell with that witch. Small snippets of his time locked away filled him with dread and the fluffy pillow and soft bed underneath him wasn't enough to pull his mind away from it. He didn't feel safe.

He didn't get any sleep that night, just like yesterday, and the night before that, and the previous before that one.

Headache pounding against his skull he walked to the kitchen to get some food, he was surprised to find Pidge in there as well. Pidge turned around hearing his footsteps, a little surprised to see him awake so early, or late, space didn't have time so it was a little complicated to understand time as a concept where it didn't exactly exist.

"Keith didn't expect to see you here." Pidge said, Keith shrugged, "couldn't sleep." He simply replied, she frowned a little. She knew they rescued him a little more than a week ago but this has been an ongoing occurrence even since before. "Do you want me to ask Coran to make you some sleeping pills-" "NO!" Pidge flinched and took a small step back away from Keith, shocked to hear him scream, almost desperately. Keith looked just as surprised and looked guilty. "I'm-I'm sorry, Pidge. Umm please don't ask Coran, I'm fine, I'll just work on it on my own." He said, she was still shocked but shook it off, "it's fine, just- sorry." She said, talking was never her strong suit and Keith's so it was a little awkward.

Keith got his food goo and sat down on the table and forgot to get a fork, he was about to get up but Pidge nudged him and held out a fork for him, he smiled and took it.

Keith pinned down Pidge on the floor, arms held above her head as she screamed for Keith to get off and knock it off, fork right above him and aimed to her eye as his arm came down on her-

"Keith?" Pidge asked, looking concerned at him as he came back to reality. He looked at her paranoid but gave her a small smile, thanking her and taking the fork to eat his food. They didn't talk after that.

Strange visions occurred more often after that and he couldn't sleep even if he tried. The one vision of him suffocating lance with a pillow and another of him wrapping his blanket around Allura's neck made him afraid to even go near his bed.

He could hardly touch anything without seeing himself kill his teammates with anything he touched. The pool was filled with the bodies of his dead friends, all killed by drowning or electrocution, small rocks became giant boulders crushing someone's head, his bayard impaling anyone near him, for fucks sake he couldn't even get near red without seeing himself turn his back on his teammates and firing at them as he heard their screams of agony and betrayal.

Training came along eventually and the team gathered in the training deck and Allura told them their partner. Pidge teamed up with Hunk, Allura became Shiro's partner, and Keith got stuck with Lance. Lance pouted a little at that, mumbling something under his breath but mostly kept to himself after that.

Training was going ok for the most part, Lance still had a disadvantage working with a long range weapon but made use of it against Keith.

Keith grunted as another shot hit his shield, as another shot came towards him the scenery changed. Purple lighting came his way and he jumped away, his heart skipped a beat when the witch looked at him with that crooked smile, magic sparks emitting from her hands as she fired more at him. Shield and bayard gone left in only a prisoner uniform he managed to dodged more strikes, when he noticed she was charging he took the opportunity to strike her in the gut. A sick sense of satisfaction came from seeing her fall in pain.