Bloody Bullets

Overheard

A man in a white button up sat at a desk, his nails tapping against the wood impatiently staring at the door. His black hair in a little pony tail, back away from his face. Suddenly the door opened and a buff man with a white tuff huffed from running.

"Keith, I think we got something." Shiro said with a slight smile, the raven looked at his brother curiously.

"Oh really, what do you got?" Keith smirked, Shiro tossed a file on the desk and sat down in the chair in front of the desk.

"What is this?" Keith asked, Shiro opened up the file and pointed to the first paragraph.

"This is the file of everyone at the Vrepit Sa, i was looking through them and then I noticed your new 'friend' worked there. I got a bit suspicious, so I got into it and got people to investigate. It's a little weird how he was off the grid since he was a little boy, but then magically appeared when he was in his twenties. It doesn't make sense to me at all." Shiro explained, Keith raised a brow. Keith leaned back in his seat and rolled his eyes at his brother.

"What are you getting at Shiro, I already knew he worked there since like our first outing together." Keith asked suspiciously. He leaned closer to his desk and had his fists in a fight ball.

"What I'm getting at is I don't trust this low life. How come he just waltzes in here, and suddenly you're all gushy about him. This isn't a fairy tale Keith, there has to be a reason why he chose you. The co-leader of the company, it doesn't make sense. He didn't even know who you were, didn't even care about how you're all over New York headlines." Shiro ranted, Keith clenched his teeth and glared.

"Maybe he doesn't care! He doesn't care about fame or the money I make, maybe he only cares about me! Ever think about that? Maybe he just wants to make a new friend, that won't judge him." Keith stood up from his desk and slammed his fists on the table.

"I can't believe that. I just can't Keith, he's with Lotor! Sided with and works with that monster, I'm surprised he isn't in prison yet!" Shiro yelled, he tightened his grip on the chair.

"If I'm correct, the killings of Blue started when this Lance McClain suddenly appeared a couple months before. It's a little frightening when my little brother is suddenly interested in a man that might be a killer!" Shiro said, his hands on his hips. Pointing at the files trying to make Keith see how suspicious all the was.

"I'm not scared even if he was! Blue is just a scaredy cat that kills people instead of the law doing it. He's only messing with the system, doing people's jobs!" Keith huffed, Shiro just hummed and rolled his eyes. Shiro knee his little brother wouldn't face the facts so easily, too gullible for his own good.

"You sure looked scared when he was here the other day! I know you saw those cold icy blue eyes he has. It's like he traps the souls in them, floating around. Looking deadly, trust me. If looks could kill, we'd be dead. He wants us gone Keith. He's starting to place the pieces together, he knows about Voltron! I think instead if fighting him, we recruit him." Shiro looked at Keith, the younger looking at Shiro like he lost his mind completely.

"Recruit him? Seriously Shiro, who the fuck bashed you on your head so many times for you to be thinking like that." Keith chuckled and sat down, putting his hand on his head. He starting running circles on his throbbing temples for ever considering Blue apart of his team.

"Seriously, he's deadly with guns and knives too. He's just a deadly man in general, he could help us. We just need to correct my suspension and get Blue on our side. Not let Lotor brainwashed him no more, get him on the right side." Shiro smirked, Keith nodded and looked at the file more. Reading over it carefully, trying not to miss anything valuable.
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Lance was sitting in the living room, Danny in his room while Lana down for her afternoon nap. The now eleven year old was out on Christmas break and was driving him insane, don't get him wrong! Lance loves the boy, but he would always be more cautious with Lance. Trying not to ask for too much or too little, scared that Lance would change him mind about the adoption.