klangst one shots

Nightmares

(Art is my own)

"Pathetic! You're supposed to be the tough one?! Hahaha that is absolutely hilarious! " lotor's voice rang through the dark room. "S stop I...iit! You won't break me!" Keith screamed in response. "Hahaha oh young paladin, I already have." Lotor walked over to Keith who was chained up against a cold, metal wall. Tears formed in the corners of Keith's eyes. 'Don't do it Keith, don't cry.' Keith repeated in his head over and over. "Ha, you're weak! You are full of insecurities aren't You? Yess you Are! "Shut up!!!" Keith was desperately trying to fight against the tears but failed miserably. He cried out for help he sobbed letting the tears splash onto the dark concrete floor. "Ah, now I have you." Lotor spoke with a devilish tone. "Now, are you ready to tell me? Where is the castle of lions?" "I'll never tell!" "Well with every unanswered question, we double your punishment."

"Do whatever the hell you want to me but don't you dare touch the team!" Lotor walked up to Keith and unchained him. He picked Keith up off the ground and pinned him up against the wall. "I can do whatever I want?" Lotor reatorically asked with a sickening grin. Lotor removed Keith's shirt and grabbed firmly on his waist. "Mmmm, good boy." Lotor whispers which sent chills down Keith's spine. "S...stoo....op!" Keith cried out. "I haven't even started yet paladin"

Lotor unzipped Keith's black jeans but moved up to Keith's neck. He kissed roughly on the side of his neck gradually moving down to his collar bone. Lotor pressed himself up against keith, pressing his hands on Keith's thighs. "Get down!" He ordered. "W...what?" Keith stuttered. "I said get down!" Keith fell to the ground on his hands and knees. "Good." Lotor ripped Keith's jeans off and threw them across the room. Leaving Keith in only his burgundy underwear.
Time skip
When Lotor finished with the unspeakable act, he took two fingers and jammed them down Keith's throat. Keith's gag reflex activated but couldn't let it out because of lotor's hand blocking his esophaugus. "Tsc tsc, no, you keep that in your mouth! Don't you dare get my gloves dirty!" Lotor threatened. Keith swallowed his breakfast back down and kneeled in the corner. Lotor walked over to the side of the room where a table layed out with torture devices sat. "Hmmm, let's start with this one " lotor picked up a whip with sharp needles attached to each side. Lotor pushed him against the wall, back facing him.

*WHIP* "Tell me the coordinates of the castle of lions!" "N...never!" Keith weakly responded. *WHIP* "fine then enjoy the next hour paladin" lotor gave an evil chuckle before proceeding to whip Keith over and over for the next hour.

When lotor had finished punishing Keith with the whip, he moved on to mental torture.
Nothing disgusted Keith more than seeing slaughtered animals, he became physically Ill when watching those slaughter house videos, and somehow lotor knew that.

Lotor walked over in front of Keith with a 'space cat' (idk it's an alien that resembled a cat) lotor chained the animal to the ground before taking out a knife. Keith screamed begging lotor to not continue with the deed.
The animal was whimpering loudly, then, lotor struck it with the large dagger. The animal squealed in pain, as lotor continued to stab the animal many times in various places, but lotor didn't kill it, he let it sit their in agonizing pain wanting death. Keith fought the urge to vomit. He cried as he watched the poor animal suffer, covered in its own blood.
"Tah tah! Fellow paladin. " and with that lotor chained Keith back up against the wall, hands chained above him. And feet chained spread apart. Lotor left, enclosing Keith in the void of darkness, the only light showing was the purple glow from the hallway that seeped through the crack in the door.

Keith couldn't help it, he tried to hold it in but couldn't anymore. Keith leaned forward letting the bile rise in the back of his throat.
He vomited on and off every 10 minutes or so until his stomach was empty.

"Keith!?" "Keith?!" "Wake up! Buddy? Can... can you hear me?"
Lance's voice echoed in Keith's ears. Lance looked at Keith, covered in his own vomit, while shaking and crying violently. He must have been having a nightmare.
"No!!! It's not real! You're not real!!!" Keith screamed out, still asleep. "Keith! Wake up! Your having a nightmare!" Just then Keith's eyes shot open, he looked up at lance, and then his surroundings. He was back in his room at the castle. He was safe, no longer chained up. "L...lance?" "Oh thank God Keith are you ok?" "Uh...ye...yeah, I I'm fine just a bad dream." Keith looked down at his chest And noticed that he did actually vomit that wasn't just the nightmare.
"A..are you sick?" Lance asked, concern scribbled on his face. "Uh, i...i must be.." Keith weakly responded.
Lance slowly sat Keith up and removed his clothes and bed sheets. Lance threw them into the magic altean washing machine and got Keith a change of clothes along with a glass of water. Keith changed himself and climbed back into bed.
"T..thanks lan..ce" keith said, taking the glass from lance. "No problem keith." Lance still looked worried.

"So uh, Keith? If you don't mind me asking? What was your bad dream about?" Keith froze. He didn't want to picture it all again, the horror that he had seen, the feelings that he had felt.
Oh uh it was dumb really." Keith responded looking down into his cup of water. "Keith, you're a terrible lier. You can tell me y'know, I'm here to listen." "L...la...lance I i.. c...can't I just...." Keith was stuttering and began to shake. "Shhh, shhhh, hey Keith it's ok you don't have to talk about it. It's ok buddy," lance replied reassuringly. Keith felt the hot tears forming in his eyes. "No! It's not fine!!" Keith but his lip to prevent the tears from falling. "It's not ok!!!! I'm... no..t oo...ok!" Lance was shocked as he watched his friend cry in front of him. "K..keith?" Was all lance could say. "H...he h...hur...hurt m..e! Hee... t.tt.ort..ured! He tortured m..eee!!! He k...il.led the...." Keith stopped putting his hand over his mouth. "Keith!? Who? Who did these things?!" Keith didn't respond. He just sat there in a ball sobbing into his knees, shaking violently. "Hey, c'mere" Keith leaned into lance letting lance hug him and rub circles onto his back. Lance knew there was more to this. Keith cried into lance's shoulder soaking the top of his shirt, huffing got breaths onto lances neck. "Ii..it ww..was lll..lotor..." Keith hiccuped. "What!?" "He...hee did t..hat....he huu..rrt..mee..." Lance pulled away from Keith puzzled. Keith's crying had calmed but he was still shaking. "He... He chained me up.... h..he he killed t..that...a..animal... He hee....t..ttor..tortur..ed...m.e..., He he he.... He ra...raped....me...ee." Keith was crying again but now so was lance. "Keith, I'm so, so sorry, Keith? Did, did this a...actuually... h..happen?" Keith started crying harder indicating the answer to lances question. "W..when??" Lance asked with a shaky voice. "A..abouut...aa. month aago...." "when you were on that mission for the blades?" Lance asked. "Ye..yeah, t..that's w..why I wàs go..gone ffor sso long" Keith stared at the ground.
  Lance hugged Keith again slowing his breath. "I... I'll kill him! I'll kill that some of a bitch!" Lance was angry at lotor lotor for hurting keith.
"Let's kill him together." Keith responded.