Don't You Trust me?

Poison

"Go alone? Are you crazy?" Hunk frantically asked mortified.

"It's a simple recon to merely see what we are flying into," Lance reasonably argued.

"We've never done recon before," Pidge stated bluntly.

"There wasn't a specific need before!"

"What makes you think there is a specific need?" Allura inquired.

Lance couldn't believe it. Her team didn't believe in her to carry out this one thing. "Do you guys not...trust me?" she asked suspiciously narrowing her eyes a bit.

"We do trust you, Lance...it's just-"

"Just what?" she promptly cut Shiro off, "What is it?"

"We undoubtedly know you're hiding something from us," Pidge said grimly instantly making her way towards Lance, "we know you have been operating odd hours. All of us," she gestured impatiently to the rest of the group, "have heard your lion leave it's hanger late at night. Did you think you could've withheld that from us?" Lance's eyes widened. How much did they know?

"We've all heard something," Shiro said icily stepping in, "the sole person who hasn't brought anything up is Keith, and one night we heard his lion leave too."

"We know you're actively working with the Galra and included Keith in your glorious mess. We know that you are not really who you declare you are. We know that however you got the possible location of Keith it can not be trusted," Allura said bitterly her arms crossed over her body.

"You guys are just assuming things! Did it not occur to you to merely ask me or even Keith?" she promptly asked backing up towards the door.

"Oh it naturally did," Pidge said hotly taking a step forward, "But someone kept disappearing, running off into space doing who knows what."

Coran spoke up, "You know I was even rather skeptical at first, but then I reviewed the sufficient evidence. You disappearing at night, the fierce fight at the mall, Keith getting captured, then immediately after you miraculously disappear."

"I-I can explain. I-"

"She is working with the Galra!" Hunk exclaimed.

Before she knew it she was restrained on the ground Shiro was holding her arms behind her back and she couldn't move. She struggled as much as she could and at one point managed to get one arm free. It was quickly forced back down onto her back.

"Guys, please...You're getting it all wrong," Lance protested feebly, "You have to let me go! Keith is in imminent danger!"

"Yeah thanks to you," Hunk said sarcastically helping Shiro get her to her feet and escort her to a holding cell.

"What's going on?" Keith asked struggling against the restraints that bound his arms in place.

"Well, paladin, your test results have come back, and unfortunately you'll be staying with us for a considerable while." the galra replied. He was messing with something on a table across the room his back to Keith.

"What? How is that possible?" his mind is running frantically in various directions. I'm from earth my dad was human and my mother was human according to my dad, so how does that make me Galra?

"It doesn't matter what your heritage correctly is. You're a half-blood and must be eliminated from existence," the galra said finally turning around. In his hand, he carefully held a syringe filled with a clear liquid. Keith's eyes went wide, and he instantly started to struggle fiercely as the Galra walked closer.

"It'll only pinch for a second then you won't feel a thing," the galra said clamping a hand onto Keith's arm.

Keith bit his lip and tried to pull away, but he couldn't move. He felt a prick in his arm and then nothing. The galra left the room a faint smile on his face.

He carefully looked around the room. Was something supposed to happen? Seeing that there was no one in there with him he cautiously worked at the restraint until it was loose enough for him to slip his arm out.

Once he was free he made a break for the door, and that's when it hit. He was hit with a wave of huge wave nausea, and he dropped to his knees a single hand held him up, the other was held against his forehead. What the hell did he give me?

He looked up as heard blasts and shouting. Forcing himself to his feet, he stumbled to the door. He earnestly pressed the panel, but the door didn't comply. He was stuck. He naturally started pounding furiously on the door yelling frantically for help.

With every pound, his body became more exhausted and eventually, he sank wearily to the floor. Profuse sweat dripped down s gentle face and his breathing was labored incessantly.With every pound, his body became more exhausted and eventually, he sank to the floor. His vision blurred, and he couldn't see straight. His mouth was parched he had instantly found as he went to moisten his lips.

Despite all that was going on Keith could've sworn he heard voices outside the door, however, he was too out of it to know for sure.

In the distance, he could hear a mighty crash and several footsteps echo throughout his sore head. It felt like his body was instantly frozen in place. He eagerly tried to move, but nothing responded appropriately he was losing control.

"Keith, buddy? Can you hear me?"

He heard the commanding voice distinctly. He tried to move, but nothing responded he was losing control. His dull eyes simply blinked so very slowly.

"He's not responding! We need to get him in a pod now!" the voice said desperately. Keith could feel himself leave the ground, it genuinely felt like he was floating aimlessly.

"Watch out!" the voice communicated it too late as he felt the floor suddenly underneath him and blasts ringing out around him.

He could feel himself slipping out of consciousness as the deafening blasts and shouting registered in his mind farther and farther away.

"Get him out of here!" was the last thing that he heard before everything faded away and he departed from the known world behind.