Hurting Inside {Modern/Steven Universe AU}

Chapter 3 :Lance

I woke up to the smell of bacon and the sound of bickering. So Hunk and Pidge are awake I suppose. I stretched my arms until they popped satisfactorily. I scratched my head as I made my way to the bathroom.
When I looked in the mirror my hair was no longer brown (it was white) and my ears were pointy.
"Dammit." I even had an accent. I start to panic cuz.....I have no idea how to deal with shit like this!! Father gave me the form of a human using flaw- less magic. So why the fuck am I turning Altean?! Unless.....

I pulled my shirt over my head, making my elvish ears spring back up. I sighed with annoyance as the lining of my cheekbones began to burn. The markings. Jeezus!!
I searched through my room looking for a bandana or scarf to wrap around my face. I threw a bunch of clothes everywhere trying to find the usually worthless piece of shit.
I heard my door open. I dove behind my bed so fast I don't think my feet touched the floor. "Lance?!" A voice barked. Pidge.
"Lance where the FuCk are you?!" And as if Shiro had been standing there the whole time he called out, "LaNgUaGE!!" Pidge sighed heavily. When I heard my door close I slowly walked from behind the bed. Then she opened the door too quickly so I didn't have enough time to dive behind my bed. "Aha!" Her hands dropped at her side and so did her jaw. She blinked twice then continued gawking. I reached behind to shut the door and lock it. Then looked nervously down at her. "Y-You're 'n' elf!!" I put a hand on my hip. "No I'm not. Cuz I am clearly much taller than you. "I sneered.

She glared at me. "No seas jodiamente grosero." (Don't be fucking rude)

I glared back. "Tu empezaste." ( You started it.)

Then her face softened. "This is so cool!! I have to tell the others--"

"No." I said in my accent. "The others cannot know about this. You weren't supposed to know." I said sternly.
Her gaze lowered. "Can you at least tell me why, you kept this a secret?" She mumbled.
I thought for a moment. "Fine."

I sat on my bed. Then patted the spot next to me. She hopped on and crossed her legs Indian style. Her elbows rested on her knees and looked up at me, eyes shining with excitement.

I groaned. "Alright. I am Altean. An Altean is an alien race." She gasped then punched a fist in the air. "I knew it!" She yelled.

I deadpanned at her. She sweatdropped and continued listening.

No one's P.O.V

Lance went on with his story. Occasionally tracing the glowing marks under his eyes.
"I had a sister named Allura. I thought we were a normal set of siblings but we weren't.
Father told her she had an arranged marriage with a Galra.  Another alien race. That changed everything. Instead of being her usual mellow  self. She never liked. Galrans. She always thought they were below her. The Altean race.
When she had heard this she was furious.
I remember the night I met her soon-to-be husband. We were doing face masks as I braided his hair. He had told me, 'Lance your sister is insane.' He had told me. I had looked at him, signaling to go on. He said, 'She is going to kill me, Lance.' I had grown to love Lotor.{ A/N I do not ship them. Klance 4life!! I still think that should be a t-shirt....} "We would sneak out at after-hours
just to meet each other." He continued smiling grimly, looking at his hands. "I thought we had a connection. We even almost kissed." Then he looked at Pidge with hatred in his eyes. "Allura had caught us with our lips centimeters apart....it took me awhile to realize she was carrying weapon with her. But by the time I did Lot- or was dead. On the ground. Body was cold. She screamed for the guards, saying that He had attacked her brother so she stabbed him." Lance was shaking with anger. His hands were curling into fists. "She told him, she was going to kill him. And she did." He finished his voice sounded broken and defeated. "There was another war. Father had frozen Allura's body and sent her to planet Arus where she could start her own empire. He had formed all the make up artists and warlocks to make me as human as possible. Then he sent me down to Earth." He looked through his white locks.

"Pidge, that was 10,00 years ago."

Pidge's jaw dropped for the second time that morning.

The only word that came out of her mouth was...

"DAAAA-YUUUUMM!!"

Lance gave a small smile at her reaction. "So you're like 10,018 years old?!" She yelled. "Shuuuusshhh!!" Lance hissed putting his hand on her mouth. "You're 10,018 years old?!" She whispered/yelled. Her  voice was muffled because of Lance's hand.

Lance nodded slowly, removing his hand. She had an unreadable expression on her face.

"Pidge, are you alright?" He asked in his accent. She nodded. Then got off his bed.

"What are you going to do about....that?" She said moving her hands in circles around Lance's  face.

White eyebrows lowered on the Altean's face. "I guess I'm going to have to tell them.
I just hope they won't send me to laboratory for dissecting." He shuddered.

Pidge offered a hand. Lance gladly accepted smiling down at the smaller teen who smiled back. Taking a deep breath, Lance and Pidge emerged from his room.
They walked into the kitchen.

Shiro had his arm around a girl's waist who looked like Lance. Lance dropped Pidge's hand. And growled at her.

"You." He said in an alarmingly deep voice.

She smirked. "Hello, brother."

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Hello. So this chapter right? I will not continue this in the next chapter. That will be a Keith angst. If you like Lotor/Lance then stop reading this story. I just added it so I would have more inspiration for another chapter. < Not the next chapter tho>