Purple Hearts

Chapter Three:The Attack

QUICK NOTE! THIS IS BEING WRITTEN LATE AT NIGHT AND IM TIRED AS HELL BUT I DIDNT WANT TO FORGET THE IDEA I HAD SO IM WRITING THIS ALSO GORE WARNING BECAUSE IM A TWISTED FUCKER
Lances POV
I laughed a long with my friends, grin plastered on my face. But I couldn't take my eyes off Keith. The way his black druid robes blended with his long purplish black hair. The way his pretty violet eyes sparkled when he smiled. The way his red markings wandered all over his face, like vines twisting along a tree. He was just so... Hot. I felt like grabbing him and kissing him smack bang on the lips, but that wouldn't be appropriate, so I restrained myself. I was almost in a trance, enchanted by his beauty.
There was a crash, and a scream. I whirled around, then stopped. Pain ripped into my abdomen, causing me to scream in agony. I stared into the face of my attacker, and started to black out.
Pidges POV (Ooooooh that's different)
I stared, wide-eyed, af the scene before me. Lance let out a yelp, then a small whimper, as he sagged, getting tossed to the side by his attacker. The attacker was wearing strange attire, an orange and white blazer of sorts. But my attention was soon ripped from the assailant as I heard a low growl from beside me.
Keith stood there, growling. Rage passed over his face like a cloud, replacing the sweet kitten that had been laughing with us just a moment ago with an angry lion that looked like it could rip anything in its path to peices. Honestly, he was scaring me. Then I noticed it. His once warm eyes were now a glowing yellow, and purple fluffy ears sprang from his head. Blotches of purple appeared on his skin, spreading throughout his body. But the most scary thing, was the purple sparks that surrounded him, crackling and buzzing around him. I heard a thump as a tail landed on the floor, and watched as he sprang into action.
Keiths POV
I don't know why I felt so angry. I just did. I launched myself at Lances attacker as the first drop of his blood hit the floor, rage clouding over my judgement.
"You filthy little bitch" I snarled, pulling my lips back to show all of my jagged fangs. I felt the claws erupt from my hands, but this time, no searing pain came over me. Just anger and an urge. The urge to make him suffer.
Lances POV
I woke up to Allura screaming in my face, panic in her blue eyes. Despite her chocolate complexion, she looked pale. Like all the colour had been drained out of her. For a moment, nothing hurt. Then it hit me like a truck. Searing pain in my stomach. I groaned and clutched at the area, pain distorting my vision. I heard a thump and a laugh.
"That all you got? Hah. I could kill you in my sleep. Or are you just waiting it out so you can hurt someone else?" The smooth voice was laced with venom, but I recognised it. Keith. I looked up, and saw him standing over a bloody pile of organs and bones. I shuddered when I realized that I had only been attacked by one person. Keiths robe was torn, and he was covered in blood. He was holding something in his hand, something red. Was it.... Squirming? Holy shit, he was
holding a heart in his hand. And it was still beating.
I watched as Keith bent down and shoved the attempted assassins own heart down his throat. He turned to me, and his expression softened. Kindness returned to his eyes, and the cruel looking claws that once resided in his hands retreated. His eyes went back to normal. But the purple fluff stayed. I guess that was a natural part of him, though he looked a lot less scary now.
He bent down next to me, and put a hand on my wound. I winced, but he looked so soothing. He started to sing.
The magic
The magic
Can you imagine the magic
Between the mundane automatic
And the silicone sadness.
Oooh. Can you imagine the magic
When you close your eyes
Somewhere does you heart still beat?
Or are you lost like me?
When you close your eyes
When you close you eyes.
Somewhere are you still aliiive
Do you feel
Do you feel like you dead inside?
When you close your eyes.
I felt drowsiness come over me as Keith continued to sing, his free hand stroking my hair while the other poured pure quintessence into my wound. Allura still held me, dumbstruck. Then everything went black.
Yoooooooooooo I used lyrics! Damn! Credit goes to the artist, you can find the lyrics in Icon For Hire's "Magic". I dunno why I used that specific song, it just seemed kinda fitting. Also it's been stuck in my head all day. How'd you like that? It's pretty late and I have to catch the bus tommorow, so I should stop writing now, but you know the deal. Constructive criticism, please try to be nice to me, I is only smol child. Kay bye!
-Cookie 🍪