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Ch.1 - Surprise?

Lance had never been completely truthful with the team about himself. His best opportunity to come clean about everything he kept hidden had been when Pidge came clean about being a girl. But, he'd hesitated too long and lost his chance. Keith's secret would have been his best bet but they were already shocked enough. He knew he could trust the team. He knew it. He knew they would accept him, it's just…. His secret might have been a tad too...outlandish to believe or even accept compared to Pidge coming out and Keith being part Galran. A fact he had already suspected the second he'd met Pidge, but he'd never bothered to confirm. It was their choice anyway. Keith on the other hand was… different to say the least. He had still felt human but he had also seemed to be, for better lack of words, another. Considering what he himself was, it wasn't his place, let alone species, to question. Instead he had focused on making a big scene so no one would question his momentary hesitance. Admittedly it irked him a tad bit that the team hadn't even noticed or questioned his momentary lapse, but by then everyone had already been too used to his joker persona to even question his odd behavior. Then again he had been around humans long enough to know how to act; after all he'd had millennias to perfect it; as for the Alteans, they were close enough to humans with their actions and hadn't known him long enough either.

However, as he stared down at the Galran sword that had speared straight through his gut- an injury he knew not even the healing pods on the castle could cure- Lance realized that he no longer had to choose as to whether or not to tell them. Because, as soon as the Galra soldier rips the sword out and is struck down by Keith and Allura; both Hunk and Pidge are swarming him as they are putting pressure on the life threatening wound while he lays on the ground - when did this happen? - He literally feels the pull on his skin as it forcefully stitches itself back together at a speed he can't stop. He can't stop it like all of the other injuries from before, because this injury is actually life threatening and, considering what he is, death isn't even an option anymore. Death would be a reprieve, a gift, for him after living so many ions. He's gathered enough life threatening wounds over the years -accidental and shamefully self inflicted- that he just fucking knows that the blood covered skin of his abdomen is completely free of any markings that would have said otherwise to his /now/ healthy condition. The confused sounds that Pidge and Hunk begin to make as they realise that he no longer has a massive gaping hole straight through his gut and isn't gushing out anymore life sustaining liquid, brings back the reason he always tried to hold off his automatic healing -to the point where it almost pained him more than the actual wounds- until the team could place him into a healing pod or till he could escape into the safety of his own room- that he isn't like them.

"Lance?"

The quiet voice of Pidge brings him back to the present situation at hand. The surprised and confused faces of the yellow and green paladin greet him as he looks at them. He doesn't get a chance to try to answer their confusion as the princess turned blue paladine and the red turned black are barely rushing over with concern written all over their faces. Thankfully. He doesn't want to explain any more times than he has to.

"What are you guys doing?! You're supposed to be putting pressure on the wound!"

He hears Keith yell as he shoulders Hunk to the side and goes to press on his abdomen.

"What the f-"

He heard Keith say as he stares at the very bloody but unmarred body of his. Mouth agape at his surprise, normally he'd laugh at the stupid face he's making but… humor would not be appreciated at this point.

"Surprise?"

He can't help but say as he shrugs with a hesitant smile, his joker persona more of a habit than an act around them. It's all he could bring himself to say as he looked at their dumbfounded and surprised faces. Uncertainty and unease swirling through his newly healed gut.

None of them get to dwell on the mystery that is Lance -thank fuck - as they hear more sounds of Galran sentries near their position.

"You are to explain yourself on the ship Lance."

Is all Allura says to him as he sees her curiously glance at him before they all rush to the extraction point. If Hunk slightly hovers near him more than usual as they run, if Pidge and Allura try to zap and whip every sentry that seem to aim a tad too close to his direction, and if Keith's moves are more violent and ferocious than usual, no one mentions anything of it. Lance knows he definitely won't as he aims down the barrel of his gun and shoots down sentry after sentry never once missing a shot. If his kills are stolen more than once by the other team members, he certainly doesn't voice it, because the tension in the air and the questioning glances that he 'feels' from them is more than enough to force his mouth shut and keep his brain blank of any snarky comments he might have had at the overly protective actions of his team. He knows he scared them, they were already down one paladin, and if he wasn't what he was, they most certainly would have permanently been down another. So he certainly doesn't mention, that that wound he just recently recieved, hasn't even been the worst he's received over his ions of life. And if he pales just a tad few shades, he doesn't acknowledge it because -Holy Quiznak he's going to have to tell him he's not human- he is so not ready for any of this.

He's going to have to tell him that he's not human. Never was, not once, nor does he have an ounce of human blood in him. Because if any of them had waited long enough, they would have noticed that the puddle of blood that had formed under him right after he had been stabbed, and that it wasn't blood anymore, but rather a puddle of water and foam -as salty as any sea found on earth actually- It was by his will alone that his suit remained bloody, he'd given them enough to freak about already. One surprise was enough for today - two if you counted him being stabbed straight through the gut but well… he tried not to dwell on that for too long. Now he just needed to focus on how he was going to explain himself to the team.

After all he couldn't just come out and say "I'm the fucking child of the Ocean or if you prefer, the materialized form of the Ocean's spirit that split itself at the beginning of it's creation because it didn't just want to be bound to one area but rather wanted to explore the land and the stars that were out there.-It's the reason I joined the Garrison by the way- Yes, the very child of the seas in our planet, hell I'm the very reason so many people believe in mermaids. I've been around since when the Seas where once one! And, no I can't die no matter what type of wound I may receive, even if my body is obliterated. I'll just pop back out of the ocean or any ocean really as I've found out… cuz hell will you look at that, it seems I can control other Planet's large bodies of water slash oceans, because everything in the world once came from the same thing right? I guess you can say, I recognize their quintessence as my own. Oh wait, have I not mentioned I have the power to control and bend them to my will like waterbenders. Well… I can do that too?"

Ha ha...yea that wouldn't go over well with them, he thinks to himself as they near the Green lion they had all used to infiltrate the Galran war ship.

'Better think of something else…'

The blank shocked faces of his team stared back at him.

'...I couldn't think of anything else…'

"Wait so let me get this straight, you expect us to believe you're basically the Ocean's spirit that split itself because it didn't want to stay stuck on the ground?"

Pidge said incredulously as they stared at him.

"Well...yes? I mean I can't make you believe me if you don't want to, but well you all kinda already saw some proof back there..." -if they all shift awkwardly at his words, he doesn't mention it-

He feels awkward now. He's looking away from them all. He knows they're going to question it some more because they're still trying to cope so he just gives up on stopping the blood on his suit from turning to salt water. Keith makes a choked off noise to his right and Hunk makes an alarmed noise from the back of his throat to his left, he doesn't bother looking up.

"I'm just going to give you all time to get used to this alright? See you all tomorrow."

Just as he's about to leave he can't keep himself from saying one more thing.

"Perk of being made out of water, ya know?" He finally says with an awkward laugh as the silence in the room gets to be too much.