The first thing Keith felt as he came too was not the hard metal of the cell, but instead smooth fabric brushed his cheek. He opened his eyes to narrow slits, they focsed immediately on Lance's black combat boots streched out in front of him. With his heart pounding he turned his head to be met with a comforting cool hand.
"You good now?" Lance spoke her voice a wave of familitary to his ears.
"I feel like I've been hit by a truck," Keith replied closing his eyes once more as a wave a nauseous rippled throughout his body.
Lance chuckled slightly her hand absent mindedly fiddling with Keith's raven hair. "Well that's what usually happens when you're given a sedative."
Keith kept his eyes closed enjoying the feeling of Lance's fingers in his hair. "Why'd you take the sedative from them?" he asked his voice echoing a bit of disapproval in it. He opened his eyes to look into Lance's blue ones, only to see that she was focused on the top of his head instead. Her hand continued to run through his hair, clearly unaware that she was still doing it.
Keith felt her body tense slightly, "I had no other choice I was so close to loosing you..." The words left her mouth, and instantly she scrambled to correct her words, "I-I mean, you're a vital part of the mission and we wouldn't be able to complete it without you."
Keith smiled lazily the corners of his mouth moving upward slowly. "I'm sure that's what you meant," he replied.
The moment was ruined however when four senteries burst into the cell followed by a general who looked down upon them like they were nothing more than the dirt that he walked upon.
The senteries grabbed Lance and Keith dragging them apart from each other. Lance fought against the arms that held her from much movement. Across the room two more sentries held Keith one had his blaster pulled out, placed firmly against his temple. They had been too slow to react and they were both easily reastrained. Lance jerked against the arms once more. In responce she heard the high pitch sound of the blaster being powered up.
Keith sat still his eyes trained on the sentry who held his life in their hands. With his jaw clenched, he flicked his gaze over to Lance who was frozen halfway through of pulling against the sentries. Her harden gaze softened and she lowered her head, allowing the senteries to pull her to her feet.
From the doorway the general finally spoke, "Now that we have these two under control let's get them to Haggar," He frowned at the two prisoners, "She'll will be mad at us for taking this long."
Jarep had taken no more than a few steps out of his office before a younger agent comes sprinting up out of breath. Seeing the panic written all over their face he stops them, "What is it?"
After taking a second to catch his breath he meets Jarep's gaze, "We're receiving a signal from a Galra fleet. They're sending us a live feed."
Hiding the fear that he refuses to show he spins the agent around and follows him back to the tech room. Upon arrival they accept the request, waiting a few seconds for the connection to complete.
On the screen Haggar is standing in the middle her cruel smile dominating everything else. Her hooded face reveled her glowing yellow eyes which made the rage within Jarep to stir. Movement behind Haggar draws everyone's attention but with Haggar in the way they can only see so much.
"I'm sure you're all wondering if you'll ever see the red and blue paladin's again..." she trailed off. Jarep tried to take this opportunity to jump in and see if he could figure out what her plan was exactly only for the words to die in his throat as Haggar stepped to the side.
From their view they saw two rooms that were split down the middle by a thin wall. On the right was a plain room with nohing more than a raised section in the middle of the floor. Hanging from the celing were rusted metallic chains that were designed to restrain someone's wrists. On the left was a table tilted to look directly at the other room. The leather straps that were hanging to the side swung back and forth as if they had just released a prisoner just moments before.
At this moment the three Paladins entered the room having caught wind of what was going on. Upon the sight of the two rooms, with shock and hatred filling their eyes Pidge and Hunk had to physically restrain Shiro from attacking the screen, who was boiling with pure rage.
"I would love to treat you to the red pladin's demise," Haggar continued, "but unfortunately that's only for the blue paladin to witness." As soon as the final word was spoken the screen flashed and was replaced with a red screen showing that they had been disconnected.
"We have even less time now!" an agent cried out from the back of the room. Jarep shot him a look reminding him to remember his place and his training.
Turning to the agent at the computer he nods his head to the red screen. "Let's see if we can lock on a location from the signal."
The tech immediately turns in his seet and begins typing away at the computer only for him to call out a moment later, "I've found it, but it's encrypted to where I can't lock on it without alerting them to our intentions."
"Try harder," Jarep replied his jaw set hw wasn't about to give up while he still had options.
" Excuse me?" Pidge said appearing next to Jarep's side. Jarep turns to face her ready to tell her to back off, but she started speaking, "I'd be glad to help it go faster."
Jarep narrowed his eyes his hands clenched at his side, "Are you suggesting that my agents are incapable of doing this?" he growled.
Pidge raised her eyebrows in shock, "What? No! Of course not! I just thought that we would save more time if there were two of us..." Jarep looks at her his eyes searching hers. He wanted nothing more than Lance to be returned safely, along with Keith of course. Nodding his head in agreement he turns to Shiro, Hunk and a few agents who had gathered at the open door.
"We're going to be ready once they have a location."
Lance bit her lip as she felt the chains cut into her wrists she had given up trying to break free when she felt the cuffs digging into her skin. She swung back and forth so lightly she hardly noticed, however, she did notice when ever her feet caught on the raised section of flooring stopping her abruptly, causing the cuffs to di into her skin. She's already witnessed blood dripping down the length of her arm, absorbing into her shirt.
Seeing movement on the other side of the glass she looked up to see Keith being brought in and restrained to the table. It had been intentionally angled so he would be looking directly at her. She would see every single pained expression he would make as he was slowly killed in front of her. The thought weighed her down causing the cuffs to slice her wrists deeper.
Despite the fact that she was in pain and wanted nothing more than to close her eyes she watched helplessly as druids crowded around Keith. He was fighting against the restraints yelling and cussing at the druids to stop, but they just ignored him. Finally a druid turned around with a syringe in hand. Keith struggled all the more causing the other two druids to step in and hold him still.
Lance yelled trying to call out for Keith to keep fighting, but he couldn't hear her. She watched with tears streaming down her face as Keith stopped struggling. The druids stepped away and one pressed a button. All at once there was a sharp flash of light. Blinded Lance squinted trying to see what happened only to feel a hard rap on the back of her head, the corners of her vision fading to black...