Chapter 2:

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"Ugh! It's all my fault!" Shiro punched a hole in the wall startling the other paladins. Keith put a comforting hand on his shoulder,

"Shiro, how can this be you fault? We had no idea about what he's doing! I'm pretty sure that-" Keith was cut off by a scream,

"AHHH!" They all winced as they realized it was The screams that belonged to the blue paladin.

Meanwhile...

"you sick son of a bitch!" Lance spat at Haggar. She wasn't to happy about that and snarked,

"don't you talk about my mother! Let's talk about  yours..." Lance shook his head in fear of what the witch found inside of his head. With each shock of magic and electricity she said,

"Your mother watched as your father beat you." Shock.

"Your mother whipped you herself." She smacked Lance across the face and he spat in hers,

"you're lying." Haggar waved her hand and a type of tv screen appeared.

"This screen will show us your most deepest and darkest memories. The ones you tried the hardest to bury. Let's watch, shall we?" Lance tried  to close his eyes, but his eyes were held open by Haggar's followers.

"Useless brat!" His mother slapped him upside the head and he hit the wall of his house, tripping over the couch as he went. "You come home to the mother and father who feed you, cloth you, put a roof over your head  and you think a B- is good enough?!" Her shouting awakened the rest of his house. More importantly, his father.

"What the hell did you wake me up for?!" Lance's father broke open a bottle of beer then slammed it into the bookshelf.

"Your little brat thinks a B- is good enough to eat the food of our table." His dad snapped his head towards Lance then slammed the beer bottle over Lance's head. Shards of glass shattered in Lance's skull then he felt blood drip down his face.

"Dad! Mom! Stop!" His younger brother -by one year- named Stephen tried to stop his father from beating on Lance. His father took a swing at Stephen instead of Lance.

"No!" Lance yelled, getting in the way of the bottle. "Leave my brother and sister out of this!" His father began to take off his belt. When his belt came off he whipped it trying to scare them. He said,

"Boy, you got some nerve talking smack to your mother and me? You got some issues to deal with? Go to the basement!" He whipped his belt in the direction of the door. Lance slowly limped his way towards the door and opened the door to his personal hell. His dad pushed him down the stairs and he landed head first onto the concrete floor. It was a miracle when Lance didn't pass out or get a concussion. His father beat him until he passed out on the concrete floor. When he went limp on the floor his father still whipped his body. They only reason why it stopped was because his father passed out from drunkeness...

Haggar snapped her fingers together as she woke up Lance from his sleep, "do you see what I mean young paladin? Your family hates you. Your father, he practically disowned you. You. Have. No. Family." She spat, Lance shook his head. Shaking, he tried to get rid of the thoughts, but they just kept coming. Loser. Freak. Nobody wants you. Worthless. Idiot. Just save everyone else the trouble and kill yourself already. Make Voltron happy and just leave. 

Back at the jail cell...

"How long has it been?" Wondered Hank, the yellow paladin was pacing back and fourth across the cell. "An hour? Two?" The door slid open and revealed a galra holding a seemingly healthy Lance behind him like a a rag doll.

"Try six." The guard sneered throwing Lance into the cell like trash.

"Lance!" Pidge yelled, racing towards her big-brother like figure. She touched his back and he winced, "what did they- what did that tyrant do to you?!" She helped him sit up and rubbed circles around his back to help calm him down. The poor Paladin was shaking and on the verge of a panic attack. Lance looked down as if he was ashamed of something, he refused to look the other paladins in the eye. Shiro sat down next to Lance in a criss cross apple sauce position,

"Lance..." He put a hand on his knee reassuringly, but Lance cringed away as if his touch was a monster. Shiro took his hand off Lance in hopes of getting him to talk. Keith asked him,

"Lance, what happened? What... what happened to you to make you like this?" Lance just shook his head a lot of times in protest of him saying he thinks he's a failure.

They all went to sleep that night wondering one thing. What did Haggar do to their favorite blue paladin.

"Shiro?" Keith asked into the darkness of their cramped cell, Shiro sat up and looked at the Red Paladin,

"Yeah?" Keith sighed then looked at the curled up, shell of a blue paladin,

"what do you think happened to Lance?" Shiro sighed, unaware of what his reaction would be,

"Keith... the galra are capable of so many evil things." Keith sighed,

"I know that, I want to know what Lance did to make sure we didn't get hurt." Shiro looked a Keith in the dark then said,

"Keith, because he wasn't showing any signs of physical pain I have to think that Haggar used mental torture." Keith growled at the thought of Lance living through his worst nightmares.

The last thing anyone in the jail cell thought was, 'what did our blue paladin go through to save us?'

The next day the jail door opened and food was thrown in on a platter. The regular guard kicked Lance in the stomach for good measure, making the paladin cower deeper into the corner of the cage.

"Get up," said the guard. He kept kicking Lance until the blue paladin woke up,

"No-No  more... Please." Voltron stopped anything and everythingthey were doing. They knew Lance came from a shifty background, but they have never heard him beg before. Lance was stronger than that, or so they thought. The guard on the other hand decided to whip Keith with some kind of energy whip. Lance woke up at the sound of his brother's pain. He shakily stood up, then he stepped in between Keith and the guy.

"Lance, I got this." Keith looked at him surprised when Lance growled pure hatred towards the galra. The guard laughed then whipped Lance himself. Lance allowed himself to be mentally and brutally tortured.

"Lance..." Shiro said as the blue paladin was dragged back into the torture chambers.

A/N

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