Lance had always loved the colour blue. But that is not because it is the colour of the bright sky that he would see every day, hoping that he would once see what was beyond the colour that covered up the mist above him.It was because the colour blue represents sadness.
When he was younger, he got bullied and the bruses and scratches are still on his skin, scars.
When he went to the garrison, he finally felt like he wasn't going to be bullied anymore. No more fights. No more scars. No more blue. And it did.
But when he was selected as the blue paladin, all the memories came back. It was like happiness was on an everlasting holiday and sadness had filled in while it was gone.
All he wanted to do was die.
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Lance's pov
3:27 am
June 19th 2019"Train."
"Train."
"Train."
"Come on Lance you can do better"
"Useless"
"Useless"
"Useless"
"Your hero wants you to improve"
"Weak"
"Weak"
"Weak"
"How are you even a paladin of voltron?"
"Blue"
I can do better. I need improvement. I'm too weak. Training. Fun is gone.
My blue eyes have fadded away and been replaced with dark, grey, weak eyes.
"Kill yourself"
No, then we wouldn't be alble to form voltron.
"Allura is more mature than you, she can do it. Kill yourself."
Your right they wouldn't care if I left, they probrably would forget about me. Like my family.
So I grabbed the knife. Keith's knife.
I let out a blood thirsty scream as the sword went straight through my weak body.
Then I heard "LANCE?!"
Keith.
Before my heart completely stopped, is said...
"Blue is the colour of depression"
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THIS IS SO BAD! UGHHHHHH! Anyway hoped you enjoyed! Please vote!
-Pup
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Langst one-shots
FanfictionJust a bunch of langst one shots because I'm feeling depressed