Wouldn't it be lovely? \\Shidge//

Chapter Twenty-One

Third person POV

"Pidge, Pidge get off of him, you're going to kill him!" Hunk yelled desperately.

"Pidge open the door!" Keith commanded. "Pidge, please!" Lance, Allura and Coran begged in unison. The five pleaded and begged and cried desperately as they could only peer though the bars that secured the mini window.

They would ram themselves into the door together, over and over but having no luck and only damaging their shoulders.

They'd never seen Pidge like this before. They always thought of her as sweet and cheeky, not to mention being extremely clever and stubborn.

She would never hurt anyone on purpose unless they were fighting the Galra. But other then that she was too kind and empathetic to inflict any harm to anyone, this just wasn't her anymore.

The five had ran out of breath, their voices now rough and sore due to all the yelling. It was completely silent, other than the constant thump of Pidge's manic attacking.

They turned to look for Shiro who was turned away from them all. He was crying. He was trying to calm himself down emotionally before attempting to break through the cell door with his Galra hand. He's done it before and so he thought why not give it a try.

He used his hand to wipe the tears away and took a deep breath. 'You can do this.' He thought to himself. 'Just go in there and grab her.'

He turned himself around and focused all his anger and emotion into this one attack, this one chance to get through that door. It was either his arm or the cell, and he'd rather it be the cell.

He took one last deep breath before pulling back his arm and focusing on the door. He blocked out all the noise and just listened to Katie. Maybe in her head, she could be trying to say something, but he was proved wrong.

He left his arm behind him for a minute before pushing his arm forwards with all the strength he could, his robotic fist colliding with the metallic structure.