~Broken~

Lance- Doomspire Peak

The wind blew furiously against the podship that had crashed. Lance had offered to help Lotor try and fix the podship. But he had told Lance that if he really wanted to help, he needed to find some scrap metals and bring them back to him. So that's exactly what Lance was doing. It happened they landed on a very small isolated planet called Doomspire. Known for it's peak called, well you guessed it, Doomspire Peak. The whole planet was covered in snow and fog. They had crashed not that far from the peak, perhaps it had some scrap metals. Lance pondered on that thought for a moment. Heroic Lance; Saves the day with metal; Legend for centuries. Ok, perhaps he wouldn't be a legend for centuries. A decade perhaps, if he was lucky.

Lance trotted his way over to a bunch of dead trees, more snow blew in his eyes and on his body.  So Lance ducked under the trees and looked for some metal, none, just some more snow. Lance sighed. 

"Any luck?" Lotor asked. 

For a moment to Lance it felt like perhaps Lotor knew that Lance had found none. Lance shook off that thought when he noticed Lotor was busy, fiddling with... something. 

"No, what you got there, pretty boy?" Lance asked Lotor, suspicion rising. Lance watched as Lotor quickly put the object out of sight. 

"None of your concerns, for now." Lotor said uncertainly. 

"Ok..." Lance replied, uncertain what to think. Something near Lotor made a 'Blip' noise. 

"I just sent The pri-, Princess Allura, our location. They should be here soon." Lotor added. 

Lance let a small smile cross his face. 

"Our ride off this freezing planet, here I come!" Lance confirmed confidently. 

As he went to sit on a nearby log and be very pleased, Lotor stopped him.  "Don't sit there, if you value your life." Lotor warned. 

Lance smirked at Lotor. 

"Concerned about me getting prickled by a log, I'll be fine, Pretty boy!" Lance retorted ,confidently sitting on the log. 

Lotor instantly pulled him off insisting they quickly and quietly left the scene. But Lance stayed put, sitting back down on the log.

Then, too quickly for Lance to react, Lotor snatched Lance's helmet and was speaking over the coms.

 "Princess, Lance sat on Elprup's log. Put all energy on defence and get the Paladins ready!" Lotor stated, shoving the helmet back into Lance's hands. 

Lance stared up at Lotor and put his helmet back on. 

"Lotor, get Lance out of there now!" Allura yelled over the coms. 

Lance looked at Lotor and moved slightly over on the log. 

"There's room for two!" Lance said, indicating the space on the log he had left.

"Once you see what I'm talking about, you will realise why I am denying your offer." Lotor claimed, pulling Lance back up off the log.

"Fine." Lance grumbled, following Lotor back towards the ship.

But he was too late. A loud roar descended over Doomspire and Lance gulped.

"What was that?"