Lance McClain, the Paladin of the Blue Lion, is beginning to have major regrets about joining Voltron, and if he should stay much longer.
*There will be contents of self harm and blood: ages prefered 12 and up*
It was another day for the Voltron Paladins in the Altean Ship, every paladin except Lance.
The more time Lance spent away from earth, the more homesick he's become. Everyone else didn't seem to notice his strange behavior and excessive time spent in his room alone.
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"I want to go home." Lance whispers to himself, as he buried himself in his knees. Lance tried to hold back the tears in his eyes as he stares at the image of his family.
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Lance knew the training session was about to begin with the other paladins and he didn't want to display any homesickness or sadness while they train.
"ATTENTION ALL PALADINS PLEASE MAKE WAY TO THE TRAINING ROOM IN BATTLE WEAR!" Coran announces through the castle speakers.
Lance slowly rises from his bed, changes into battle wear, hiding the photograph of his family in his sweater pocket on the bed, and makes way to the battle room.
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"Lance behind you!" Pidge shouts.
One of the Altean training robots manage to shoot Lance in the back with the Altean gun. Shortly, Lance stumbles to the ground.
"Pay attention Lance!" Shiro shouts jumping in-behind of Lance with a shield. "Sorry." Lance responds quickly standing up, and fighting back once again after.
With many mistakes and team sacrifices, the training session that seemed like forever ended.
Keith slowly turns his head to glance at Lance walking towards his room after the training session. Keith manages to run towards Lance and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, why were you acting so strange back there?" Keith asks, but shortly after asking Keith notices the aura of pain and loneliness in Lances eyes as Lance turns around.
"Just tired." Lance responds with an empty filled answer.
"Are you feeling okay? You look sick..." Shortly after Keith mentions that, Lance's heart rate speeds up,worrying that Keith might find out what was wrong.
"I'm fine! Could you just mind your business?!" Lance screams to Keith as he pushes Keith's hand off his shoulder, trying to ignore any confrontation with his feelings.
"I know you're not okay." Keith mumbles as the tall mocha-skinned boy headed toward his room once again.
Hope You Enjoyed! This is my first chapter of a Klangst comic and I hope y'all enjoy the rest! じゃあね。
