Chapter 12

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Pidge was running. She was running from another Galra soldier. Last the thought the was safe with Lance but maybe it was just a dream? Pidge ran and ran but couldn't put run the Galra. She tripped on a stone, and went tumbling down into a closed ditch area. She was trapped, and there was no escape. The Galra soldier jumped down to where Pidge was and took out his blaster. He stop Pidge in the stomach and she screamed out in pain. She looked up to the Galra, who had a mask on. He took off his mask to show....Lance!? Pidge screamed once more as she felt him give another shot to her, as he walked off. His eyes were dull and his facial expression looked blank. He didn't even care anymore.
"I hate you Pidge...you so freaking weak, especially for a female!" Lance yelled at her as he too one last glance at her dying body before running off into the night........

*GASP*

Pidge woke up trembling and crying. She looked around and realized that what happened wasn't real.
She cried in her hands, muffling out any sound she was making. Lance woke up, hearing her soft sobs and sniffs. "Hey what's wrong?" Lance asked as she wrapped his arms around her, in a attempt to comfort her. "It's nothing Lance"
"Pidge not just anything makes you cry, remember you can tell me anything.." Pidge told Lance everything about the dream. She thought he would start to question her, or be mad but no.
"Pidge it's ok, it was just a dream and I would never do anything to hurt you..I promise."
"Ok, ok. Now can you please stop being such a sap?" Pidge laughed as she cuddled up next to Lance and drifted off into a comfortable sleep once more.
They hadn't noticed, but in the middle of their sleep they cuddled. Maybe that's why nothing else bad happened until morning...

It was about 6:00AM when Lance felt himself being dragged. He was dragged out of bed, and someone put a sack on his head. "Hello!?" Lance yelled as he tried to kick his way out of the beings arms. Lance suddenly felt himself being thrown on the cold floor of one of the lions hangars. Lance shot up quickly, and threw off the sack. He then saw Matt standing in front of him with a blade.
"Matt, what are you doing!? Lance yelled as he tried to find his bayard. "Matt's not home right now." He said as she suddenly lunges at Lance with full speed. Lance was slashed in the arm once, but when Matt tried to strike again he was pulled back by a familiar green rope. Pidge had her bayard wrapped around Matt's arms and she yanked on her bayard, pulling Matt back in the process. "Matt what's wrong with you!?" She yelled with tears in her eyes, wondering where the old Matt went. She wanted to say something else to him until she saw his eyes. They were dark violet. "You're not no brother!" She suddenly yelled as she grabbed onto the blade he was holding and stabbed him in the leg. The imposter suddenly revealed their real form, and who it was made Pidge shocked. The true form of the imposter was the Galra soldier that tries to mate with her. Pidge gripped him by the shoulders and dragged his out cold body to one of the escape pods.
"Are you sure we should put him in an escape pod?" Lance asked as he helped her. "We have to other opinion." Pidge said as she dragged his body inside and pressed a "take-off" button. The pod flew off into the depths of space, with no traces left behind.
"Hey Lance, I've been meaning to ask you something."
"What is it Pidge?" Lance said as he yawned, still half- asleep and tired from the previous events that just accrued. 

"What am I to you?..."

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