Langst

'Bonding exercise'

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Okay so before I begin, this story will have suicide attempts, gore, hysteria cutting, depression, torture etc. Don't ever try to do these things etc.

Ok continue if you wish.

Lance's Point of View

"Okay team, today we will be doing a bonding exercise rather than training since you all obviously can't work together." Allura spoke, all eyes including her own falling upon me. But hadn't we already learnt to work together during that space goo fight?

"And no, the goo fight only just got you to work together. You all still have a ways to go." She answered as if she read my mind. I began to twiddle my thumbs. Bonding exercises usually ended up horribly wrong, and a stronger feeling of dread sank in my gut, causing me to sigh.

"What was that Lance?" Allura snapped. I immediately sat up straight from my slouch and made myself look more attentive. "Let me emphasise that it was your mistake that caused everyone else to fail as well?"

I mutter apologies under my breath, mentally cursing myself. I have to be one of the worst paladins ever. No doubt.

I heard Pidge snicker, and in all honesty, Keef looked gleeful, with a grin forming on his face. Hunk patted my back whilst Shiro seemed to be void of all emotion or any reactions whatsoever. 

Whatever. I was already used to being the disappointment in people's lives anyway. 

I unconsciously scratched at the new wounds carved into my arms this very morning as Allura continued on pointing out how I am such a useless paladin, feeling a little warmth settle into the bandages. I would have to change them later. I thought about etching the words 'useless' into my arm, but with the mess of lines already there, it would probably be unreadable. Perhaps on the thigh instead?

My inner monologue was immediately cut short, my attention caught by the box Coran was bringing in through the doorway and to the centre of the room, where we all sat on the floor.

"This is a memory melder, made by my grandfather himself," he spoke proudly, playing with his moustache. The sound of this bonding exercise did not seem good for me already. "Allura  suggested using this equipment to see what you've all been through, thus allowing us to understand you better." 

He opened the box, and a strange headset similar to the one we used for training before the goo fight, except it had more rests and it reached further over the head.

Hunk raised his hand.

"Yes Hunk?" 

"Will this be painful?"

"Of course not, although it will sap a little of your energy to get it started, but not enough to harm you." Coran answered simply. "Anymore questions?"

This time I raised my hand.

"Um, sharing my memories is kind of personal to me, can I sit this one out?"

This time Allura responded "No. You can't. The lives of the universe depends on us, and if we can't even work together then this war is as good as lost." She shut me down harshly, making me shrink back to the spot of my floor.

I felt as if everything was spiralling out of control. I couldn't hide this any longer. I felt my breaths shorten, and my head became lighter. Oh Quiznak it was one of my panic attacks. I gripped my chest and stood up abruptly to try and run but darn it Allura and her quick reflexes! She gripped my freshly injured wrist and twisted it behind my back, kicking my back so that I fell on top of Mullet. I struggled to get back up as Shiro and Keith struggled to keep me down. I tried to calm down my breathing and mustered my strength to try and break out, but they were too strong.

I felt something behind wrapped around me and I felt both people pull away as the thing tightened around my arms and legs. They didn't have to go as far as tying me up.

I heard Hunk trying to defend me but Shiro took control and got the exercise started as he put the helmet on volunteering to go first up.

"Now, when this is activated, your body will be put in a sleep. It will only last for as long as it needs to be, and it will skip parts to shorten the time it takes, although that in itself is uncertain." Coran spoke, "It can only be stopped if the headset is forcefully removed or if I stop it. Are you ready Shiro?"

He nodded, and he suddenly collapsed into someone's lap, I couldn't really tell since I couldn't turn around far enough without aggravating the rope burn on my wrists and other parts. A screen appeared from the wall and Allura pushed me around with her foot so I could see the screen better. Cruel much.

I saw a room with a bunch of kids, and all of a sudden, the view changed when I realised that we were seeing Shiro's memories from his viewpoint.

It turns out that Shiro was actually bullied as a kid since he was transferred from Japan, but he was very intelligent, allowing him to join the garrisons leading to his capture. The worst part was that we saw every part of his torture, experimentation and battles in the ring. I heard Hunk retch in the corner, and I rubbed the free part of my leg against his back so that he could hopefully feel a bit better. Soon his turn came to an end.

I gulped, as the people left to use the machine reduced from 4 slowly to one. Me.

I attempted to roll away, but the annoying Mullet child sat on me as Allura wrestled the machine onto my head, and everything went dark as the nightmare began all over again.

Hai! If you're reading this this is my first proper book on wattpad and also my first Langst fanfic and I thank you for reading this so much :)