Broken Pieces

Fuck

*sorry I haven't updated in a while...*

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Keith POV

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"H-o....th?"

"Ith? H..me...to-ith?"

"-th...th...Th...ith...ITH....-eItH... KEITH,"  Lance screams in my ear.

"Huh? Wha-WHY DID YOU YELL!?" I yell, which probably doesn't help my case.

"Hey what's wrong with you?" lance says.

So many things, where would I start? "I'm fine," I say, "what are you doing here anyways?"

Lance glares at me a little before responding, "training duh, can't have you being the only one getting better."

Getting better? Since when? "oh, yeah, well, I'll leave you be then," I say turning around to leave.

"Wait!" Lance says grabbing onto my wrist.

I hiss a little at the pressure and reluctantly turn around to face him, "yeah?"

He turns a little red and turns his head away, "Do you want to train together? I mean we don't have to-your probably busy anyways-I'd slow you down too-"

That causes me to stop. Slow me down? How? If anything I'd slow him down. He's still rambling so I quickly respond, "yeah, sure." I really do love watching him fight and he's really good at it.

He gave me a bright smile that I swear was from an angel.

~Time skip~

"Damn it Keith," Lance shouted.

I tried my best not to flinch, "sorry," I said.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," He said. I felt shame rise in me. Why can't I be as good as him?

Well it doesn't matter now.

"Hey, Mullet!"

I turned to look at him as he started talking, but I wasn't listening.

Is my hair really that bad? Should I cut it? Would he like me then?

No he would  be grossed out. You know that. Besides it wouldn't matter anyway you will die soon enough.

Oh, yeah.

Suddenly the alrm rang out, "PALADINS THERE IS AN INTRUDER IN THE CASTLE BE WHARY, PLEASE STAY ON GARD AND-," The voice was cut off as the power went off, the lights flickered then turned off and we were alone.

"Lance!" I called out worried.

"Keith, hey, I'm here." I turned to the voice where I could see a slight silowet.

I blinked a few times but when I opened them again I could see every thing again.

"Did the power come back on?" I asked.

"Uhhh... Keith, n-no, y-you're eyes." He said.

I turned to look at him and he looked a little scared. Finally I realized what was going on. It was my Galra genes, my eyes where different.

"L-Lance, I-," I was cut off by the sound of the door opening.

When I turned I saw one of them. One of the enemy. They must be the intruder.

"Ha, can you believe it, there's actually a Galra in Voltron, how ironic, how do they even trust you?" They said.

I understood though, why do they?

They don't

Still I have to help.

You do

The attacker started sprinting forward towards Lance.

"Lance!" I called out, "duck!"

He did right as the sword whent over his head. I pounced on the person and  knocked them over. They grabbed something from there bag and staged it into my arm. It was a needle. They ingected some substance into me and I screamed as it burnt through me.

He pushed me off and grabbed another needle and started to head for Lance. With the last bit of strength I had I pulled myself up and lept in front of Lance as the needle whent through my neck. I screamed out again, but is was more like a gurgle. Blood started to pour out of my mouth. I fell to my knees.

In the distance I could here the sound of the attacker running away. The lights turned back on but I barely noticed. The pain was horrible. The blood continued to pour out of my mouth as I chocked. The acid like substance making it's way through my blood.

I could faintly feel arms cricling around me and lifting me up. I turned my head to see Lance. For some reason he had tears in his eyes. I coughed out some more blood and tried to give him the best smile I could.

'It's ok,' I mouthed.

I coughed up more blood and held back a scream.  I could see spots in my vision and my eyes fluttered closed. I took a breath (the best I could) and gave a shaky exhale as I let my self go.

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What now?

I don't know.

I'm glad I got to save him.

I am too.

Are you happy with this?

... Not really...

Why?

I, I know you deserve better, I just didn't want you to suffer.

Thank you.

Why?

For helping, I was able to save him. My love.

I will always love him, no matter what, in any universe, I love him, even if I can't always have him, I love him, he was my light. My Lance.

I'm glad you have someone to love. I hope in the next life you have more.

I do too.

Goodbye. I love you Lance. Always. Even now that I am gone.