Red and blue make purple

Fifthteen

After our little trip to check on the Olkari people. I noticed that Keith started to act strange. He would distance himself from me and everyone else. Like he was paranoid about something. Lance would usually try and comfort him because I was so busy with figuring my own problems. I also was trying to see how I could protect Keith from Zarkon and his son, Lotor.

Then that day came. I woke up in the middle of the night. I lied saying that I was going to get a drink, but actually I went to see Keith. The door was already opened slightly which is kind of unusual for Keith who rather would keep the door closed. I walked in, thinking maybe he forgot. He wasn't there. The blanket and sheet were messed up and the indent Keith's body made in the bed was still there. I walked over to the side of the bed. My eyes widened seeing a few drops of blood. I could barely make it out in the dark, but I know blood when I see it. Trust me on that. I started to run all over the castle, looking for Keith. He was nowhere. My panicked footsteps must of woken up everyone for when I entered the front room everyone was there. At first they just stared at me with sleepy, groggy eyes.

"Guys, I think Keith has been kidnapped!" Lance was the first to respond. At that time I was sort of jealous and suspicious that he might of had feelings for Keith. He started to freak out and immediately wanted to go out and search for him. Obviously it took us nine, almost ten months to find him. When I first saw him, I just wanted to cry with how bad and hurt he looked. And then we found out about the baby. Keith is a male omega and none of us knew.

After that, Keith wasn't really himself anymore. He was more sensitive and he seemed to forget a lot of things. I'm guessing Lotor had brainwashed him in some way. He went straight for Lance once he opened his eyes again. A part of me knew this would happen, but the other didn't want to believe it. But there he was, raped , brainwashed, abused and with a different man, with Lotor's daughter. After a few days, I passed on with it. Pretending like nothing was between us. Still, I don't blame him for leaving. He practically doesn't remember. Now that Lotor has captured him again, I can't wait to find him. And when I do, I'll give him the biggest hug in the universe.

Even though I'm a bit sad about Keith, I still want for him to be happy. If he wants to be with Lance, then I'll let him. If Keith is happy, then I am as well.

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Six months have passed. Keith could barely make his way out of bed, so he stayed in bed for most of the time. A maid or two would come every hour to check up on him. He was sick. This pregnancy wasn't going well. Lotor had called in a private doctor to check Keith. He lay in bed, sweat forming on his forehead and his face pale. The doctor took out a device and placed it a top of Keith's naked and bulging belly. It felt cold against his skin. Lotor stood behind, not even trying to comfort Keith. After awhile a little heart beat could be heard. It was weak though. The doctor pulled the device away and shook his head.

"The child's very weak. His body is failing as well." Keith looked over at the doctor weakly.

"I see.." Lotor looked over at Keith. "Is there a way we could see what gender it is? Before I decide to kill it or not." The doctor nodded, taking out a different device. This one had a large needle. He set the monitor on the bed and lifted Keith's shirt up more.

"This'll pinch a little." He inserted the needle into his stomach. Keith flinched and squeezed his eyes shut. The doctor looked down at the monitor. "It's a male." Lotor grinned.

"Good." He kept grinning as he looked over at Keith. "That's very good." The doctor pulled the needle out, causing Keith to whimper.

"Just be aware that the last few months are going to be harder." The doctor started to clean up. "He might also need to have an emergency c-section or that his body would want to give birth early." Lotor nodded.

"Very well. As long as my son comes alive." He glanced over at Keith who was beginning to fall asleep. They both left, leaving only a maid beside Keith's bed. At least the maids cared some for him.