"Youll make good bait." Lotor whispered in lances ear before leaving. Lance pulled at the restraints and watched the men leave the ship. Keith and Shiro ready to board the ship once the other men go to find the teleduv piece. Lotor glanced over his shoulder smiling to himself when he saw Keith enter the ship. "Gentlemen, I hope you're ready for one hell of a fight." Lotor looked up, spotting the faint change of the green lion. He continued walking, pressing a button on his sword to notify the other guards.

Shiro and Keith run down the halls of the ship, making it to the main area. They both smile when they see lance sitting by himself in a chair. Lance shakes his head and screamed into the cloth trying to tell them to run. Lance pulled at the restraints harder, blood falling onto the floor below him. "Lance...what did they do to you?..." Keith runs over, pulling the cloth off of lances mouth. "THIS IS A SET UP!" lance yelled at Keith and watched him try to break off the metal restraint. "What do you mean set u-" the moment he spoke up lotor clapped his hands, leaning against the doorway. "Excellent execution boys. Now I have three paladins."

Lance sobs and lotor walked past Keith and Shiro, tilting lances head up, "good bait." Lotor then heads to the front and turned on the ship lifting it off the ground. "You planned this?!" Shiro snapped, Lotor smiling and nods. "Of course. Oh and I didn't forget." He snapped his finger, galra surrounding Keith and Shiro. "Bad news Keith we are surrounded..." Shiro said and Keith groaned. "Well at least we can attack in any direction." Keith slashed at a galra and Shiro punching another, lotor snapped his fingers once more. A galra solider grabbing lance by his hair and pressing a gun to his temple. "Weapons down." Lotor said and they both freeze. Keith throwing His sword to the floor.

They let go of lances hair and small tears roll down his cheeks. Keith and Shiro look at each other and then at the solider near lance. "Now if you don't mind. I'll take those lions...I have big plans for them. I also have big plans for you two." Lance closed his eyes and Keith nods. "NOW!" Shiro runs for lance and Keith runs towards lotor.

Lotor holds onto the controls, Keith gripping a side and forcing it down, everyone sliding to the back except keith and lotor as they both struggled for control. Shiro continued to take out galra and breaks the chair lance is sitting in, Setting him free. Lotor elbowed Keith in the face, Keith shoving a blade into lotors side. Lotor looked down at the knife and smiled. "My mother used to do much worse." He slammed Keith's face against the dashboard, blood getting onto the buttons. They both look up at the windshield, ship crashing into the water below. The waves going nuts from the storm and the crash landing.

Lotor and Keith was up on the other side, coughing and struggling to breath. Lotor crawled over to keith, grabbing him by his throat. "You're pathetic. Worthless. How dare you crash my ship. You're a terrible pilot." Keith kicked lotor off of him, standing up quickly. "I WAS actually the best pilot in my class!" He kicked lotor in the face and runs off into the wet jungle ahead of him. As he ran the rain made it difficult to see and made everything insanely slippery.

Lance and Shiro wash up on the other side, rain falling hard against them. Shiro was dragging lance out of the water, whispering to him. "Its okay buddy...I got you." Shiro panted and falls onto the beach, he quickly pressed an ear to lances chest and smiled when he heard the heart beat. "Oh thank god." He sits down and looked around. "KEITH?!" His heart picked up pace and he tried his helmet but all he could hear was static.

Keith panted, climbing up the wet rocks. His hands pressed against the rocks and feet constantly slipping against the wet ledges. "Gotta keep moving...gotta find Shiro and keith..." He slipped on the rocks, struggling to pull himself up to the large ledge for a break. Thunder shaking the ground and rumbling the sky. "SHIRO! SHIRO ARE YOU THERE?!" He called out. At the top of the first set of rocks he lays down, letting the rain hit him. His helmet was cracked and it was only making things difficult to see. "Gotta keep going..." He sits back up, climbing up the next set of rocks. He slipped on his footing, falling off the rocks and sliding down a muddy hill. Keith smacked his face against the rocks At the bottom cutting open his forehead and causing a bloody nose. he feels a crunch along with hearing a crunch like noise, eyes opening and closing slowly. "Shiro...lan...lance..." reaching out for his helmet laying in the mud in front of him he realized his vision was becoming blury. He groaned and passed out, blood from his head and side creating a small puddle underneath him, mixing with the mud.

A few minute's later Lotor looked at Keith and saw the pale boy leaking out blood. He rolled Keith over, shoving the knife that Keith left in his side into Keith's own side, "That's one paladin down that I don't have to worry about." He kicked the helmet against keiths unconscious head, blood splattering against the side. Lotor wandered off, leaving foot prints behind him.

Lance and Shiro walked around trying to find Keith. They finally make it to the beach Keith washed up on and looked around for signs of him. "If I know Keith he would've climbed to higher ground..." Shiro stated and looked around. He pointed to the jungle and a rock wall hidden behind some trees. "He's most likely up there...let's go." Lance nods, following behind Shiro slowly.

After a few hours Keith wakes up, knife sealed in his skin from dried blood. He sits up slowly, and gripped the knife with a hand. "Please don't hurt as bad as I think..." He picked up a stick, biting Down on it. He then pulled out the knife, blood leaking out quickly. He ripped a part of his suit, pressing it to the wound. "If I die I will haunt lances kitchen cabinets until he dies.." After a while Keith stands up, climbing up the rocks some more, not even bothering to grab his broken helmet. He strained his side, stretching up to grab the ledges. Bloody handprints smearing the sides to show where he's been. "I'm okay...its just s small wound...I'm not crazy...I'm just talking to myself ..which is a sign of crazy..." Keith groaned and feels his suit soaking up the blood.