Where are you now? (Keith x Reader) [discontinued]

18|| Jared's story

"W-what?"

"I'll explain later, we just need to destroy this thing!" Jared looked on the verge of tears. Swallowing my surprise, I nodded. I gestured at Keith to put me down, and he did so, regretfully. White hot pain shot us my leg but I ignored it and walked over to Jared. 

"How do we get rid of it?"

"The only way to do so is an extremely powerful magic,but using that much power would kill the caster," Jared said nervously.

"What does it do?"

"It's a tracker. It injects itself into your skin and latches itself there. If you try to remove it, I-it severs the nerve in you arm and injects poison, which then spreads to your arteries, brain, and heart."

I felt myself pale.

"The only difference between our situations is is that you haven't died yet, which shouldn't be possible," Jared said. "I still don't want to take any chances with this little bastard. We can't eject it into space either, it will find its way back."

I thought long and hard. "Nobody that uses magic would sacrifice their life for this. We need to contain it and study, and hope that it won't cause any more havoc."

Jared nodded. "You're right."

"Uh... how exactly are we going to contain it?" Keith asked.

"We'll just have to lock it in a cell and hope that works for now," I said. "Let's go."

Jared, Keith and I made our way to the cells. After locking the device in there, I winced in pain at my leg. I had too much pride to be asked to be carried again, so I had limped along with them... regretfully. Jared turned around to look at me.

"Let's get you healed up," he said, scooping me up in his arms. Keith glared at him, but he didn't go unnoticed. "Keith, get Pidge. I'm sure she'd want to see this. Also, get Kekini while you're at it."

With a curt nod, Keith left the room, leaving me alone with Jared. He set me down, sitting me on his lap, positioning my leg so that it didn't hurt quite as much.

"That's better," he whispered, brushing hair out of my face. "Are you okay?"

I nodded. "Better now."

Jared nodded slightly, looking into my eyes, and I stared back into his silver ones. They looked like little moons, gleaming in the bright light of the castle.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked suddenly. Jared nodded. "No offense, but how were you my demon? You don't  seem threatening at all."

"As I said before, being a spirit makes you very unstable, and in some cases bring out the worst in you," Jared said quietly. "I'm so sorry you had to see that side of me, Jade. I never wanted to hurt those you cared for."

I gave his forehead a small, gentle kiss. "It's not your fault."

Jared sighed. "I suppose I'd better tell you the whole story..."

***

I was born on a deserted planet, my father had left and my mother... she passed away giving birth. I actually remember those few, cold days. I remember all the snow, the cold, the hunger. Until the Galra came and took me in.

I lived with the other children prisoners, as well as the elderly ones. They cared for me, and I grew to be strong. I learned to only take what I truly needed, so that there was enough for everyone. However, I also learned to never trust anyone, as I had been betrayed one too many times as a child. Everyone thought of me as the smart, quiet child.

Eventually, I grew strong enough to fight in the arena. My first battles were harsh, but I pulled through. I learned new skills and strategies with every opponent given to me, until I could kill five at once barehanded.

It was around this time that I discovered my abilities to turn into a ten foot tall Timberwolf. This made my wins come even easier. Until the Galra put me up against the Gladiator. Somehow, I beat it, but not without consequence. It fought with technique I had never seen, and even though I pulled through, I was badly injured.

This happened after I met you, Jade. I remember you cheering me on with wide eyes, and that's why I won.

Your support didn't help long. As soon as I was thrown back into my cell, one of my fellow prisoners found something injected in my arm. A tracker. They pulled it out, and I immediately felt a painful numbness wash over me, like when your foot falls asleep, only this time over my whole body.

That's when I died.

The next memory I recall being awake was... different. It was hazy, as if I was in a dream, if you will. However, I didn't exactly have my own free will either. I felt like I was constantly being pushed down by some unknown force, but I was too tired to rebel against it. This was you, Jade.

As the years passed, I felt power surge into me each time you used your wolf form. it felt like I was slowly waking up. Until I attacked Keith. I could feel how strong your hatred was for him at that moment when I attacked him, and I also hated him, because he had hurt you in more ways than one. For the first time in years, it felt like the force holding me down... was gone. There was nothing stopping me from ripping him to shreds, so I didn't hold back.

Or rather.. I couldn't. It was as if I was being controlled by the evil side of me, egging me on, and for once, I agreed with it. It felt as if I was intoxicated, not really aware of my decisions and not thinking of the consequences. 

But that didn't mean I didn't have the choice.

***

I looked over at Jared, who's eyes were filled with tears of guilt. I didn't say anything or touch him, merely sat there, unsure of what to say.

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So there's Jared's backstory! I'm sorry if you don't like the whole "Jade is in love with both Keith and Jared" but I like love triangles so that's what I'm gonna do!

Also, I may or may not include a picture of what Jared looks like on the next chap >_< if I decide to be productive that is.

Anyway, thank you all for 2K! This happened so fast, and as a thank you I will be publishing three parts today! (Probably at like midnight, 

Peace out! <3

-Moon