Time for some more whump! It’s Day Two- Hypothermia!
Lance and Keith (read: klance) go to an ice planet.
why do i only ever hurt lance
“Figures,” Lance grumbled.
“Stereotypical ice planet. Why couldn’t the rebels have lived on, I
don’t know, a tropical island? The entire known universe and we can’t
stumble across some beach residents in need of rescue?”
“Lance,” Shiro’s disapproving
voice sounded over the coms. “The two of them gave me their only
ship. Which means we’re helping them. They’re part of a freedom
fighter organization, maybe they can help us.”
“Yeah, okay, but why do I
have to be the one that gets sent down here? I’m from Cuba! This is
way, way below comfortable temperatures for me.”
“Quit whining,” Keith snapped,
glaring at Lance over his shoulder. “Our armor’s designed to keep
us warm, and this is below comfortable for anyone. And pick up
Lance rolled his eyes, but jogged to
catch up to him.
“Sorry, Lance, but the red lion is
the best at withstanding extreme temperatures. And it’s smaller, and
faster than the other lions, so it can better navigate the terrain,”
“Wish I had help navigating the
terrain now,” Lance muttered under his breath. The two of them were
currently struggling through over a foot of snow. “And that doesn’t
explain why I had to bring Keith with me.”
“Because going on solo missions to
unknown locations is how you get killed,” Pidge pointed out. “Star
Wars? Hoth? Luke almost getting annihilated by the abominable
snowman? Any of that ring a bell?”
“Quiznaking ice planets. Why are we
out of the lion anyway, Shiro? Red’s warm. Do you want us to
freeze to death and then have to hide inside the body of a space
camel?” Lance’s voice was dripping with sarcasm.
“What the hell are you
“Star Wars, Keith. Remind me to
marathon it with you when we get back to Earth. My niece loves those
movies, and she’ll eat all the popcorn, but it’s worth it. Trust me.”
“Would you two take this mission
seriously?” Shiro asked. Lance could practically see him rubbing
his temples exhaustedly. “I know it’s not exactly high-stakes
adventure, but these guys saved my life. You’re not going to go
prancing around the planet in your lion and accidentally destroy
“Prancing? Shiro, I don’t
“Lance, look,” Keith interrupted
him and pointed out towards a large stretch of ice before them. It
would’ve been a lake, had the planet not had such low temperatures.
“Pidge, is that the direction we need to go?”
“Yep,” she told them. “The
hideout’s not far from the opposite side.”
Keith sighed. “We’ll have to go
“Woah, what? Keith, that lake is
huge! It’d be so much easier to walk straight across,” Lance
protested. “I’m not about to freeze to death while we take the
“In case you hadn’t noticed, that’s
ice, dumbass. If it can’t support our weight and breaks then
we really could freeze to death! That water’s gotta be a lot
worse than this.”
“I’m not an idiot, Keith, I know
that. Pidge, if I send you a scan can you see if it’ll support us?”
Lance asked. Pidge made a noise of affirmation, and Lance used his
armor’s scanner to send an analysis of the ice to her.
“It looks pretty thick,” she
mused. “I wouldn’t jump up and down or start hacking at it with
your bayards if I were you, but you’ll be able to walk across.”
“See?” Lance smirked at
him. “What’d I tell you? It’s fine.”
“Shouldn’t we, I don’t know, check
the lake? What if there’s a… space octopus in there, or something?
Or a shark? I mean, they wouldn’t normally live in lakes, but this
isn’t Earth so who knows? Are space alligators a thing?” Hunk spoke
so fast it was almost difficult to understand.
“Hunk, you’re rambling,” Lance
observed with a fond smile. “But don’t worry. The top of the lake
is frozen, so they wouldn’t be able to breathe, right? Let alone get
to us. If it makes you feel better, I’ll do a full scan of the lake.”
“Nope. No animals down there,”
Pidge confirmed a few moments later. “Now would you two hurry up
“I still have a really bad feeling
about this,” Keith mumbled.
Lance turned towards him with a grin.
“We are so watching Star Wars together. In fact, we should
see if they have it at the space mall. But sorry, Keith, if you want
to go the long way, be my guest. I’m not going to wait any longer
than I have to.”
“He really is the true pilot of
Red,” Pidge sounded as if she was trying to repress a laugh.
“Impatient as all hell.”
“Hey!” Keith and Lance
exclaimed at the same time.
Pidge snorted. “Just get going
Lance wasted no time in starting out
across the lake. He was several paces ahead of Keith, who still
hesitated to step out onto it. As he was about to continue forward,
Keith stopped in his tracks. He could swear he saw something dark
moving below the ice, but Pidge had scanned the lake for life, hadn’t
she? It must just be his imagination. He started forward again, but
just then the ground shook, and the ice in front of Lance exploded.
He let out a strangled yelp, stumbling
away from whatever had just burst out of the lake. Keith could hear
the frantic voices of the others in his ears, but it all descended
into white noise as he saw the vine that had broken through the ice
wrap around Lance’s legs.
He rushed forward, but it was already
too late. Keith watched as Lance was dragged into the hole made by
the creature, and plunged into the freezing lake.
The water was murky, and dark. Lance
could barely see, all he knew was that something was dragging him
further and further down into the depths. He didn’t have time to
activate his helmet properly before water was rushing into his lungs.
He felt the grip of whatever held him
tightening on his legs, and though he tried to kick he couldn’t break
Lance forced himself not to panic.
Panicking wouldn’t help him. So he collected his thoughts, summoned
his bayard, and pointed it down. He still couldn’t see anything, but
with luck he’d hit the monster, not himself. He moved his finger to
the trigger, aimed for what he hoped wasn’t his leg, and fired.
Judging by the shriek of pain and how
the hold on him loosened, Lance guessed the laser met its mark. He
kicked upwards immediately, swimming quickly to the surface. However,
with limited eyesight and dwindling oxygen, his hands met nothing but
ice. Panic started to overtake him again as he desperately scrambled
to find the hole which he’d fallen into.
Lance was just starting to give up
hope completely when suddenly a hand snagged around his wrist and
yanked him to the side, and up to the surface.
Lance sucked in a breath, coughing the
water out of his lungs as he collapsed onto the ice. His vision was
foggy around the edges, but he could see well enough to notice Keith
kneeling over him, breathing heavily.
“Are you okay?” he demanded, hands
hovering over Lance’s form. “Are you hurt?”
“What—” Lance coughed again.
“What was that… that thing?”
“I… I didn’t scan for plants,”
Pidge told him apologetically. “In my defense, I had no idea there
would be some crazy strong… Venus flytrap-ish monster living here.”
“Now will you listen to me
when I tell you something’s a bad idea?” Keith asked, sounding way
to relieved to actually come off as angry.
Lance gave him a shaky smile. “I
c-could ask you the… the same, S-samurai.”. Keith tensed
“Why’s he talking like that?” he
asked. “He’s… breathing weird, too. And shivering. Pidge, what—”
“Keith. Scan. Now.” Pidge’s voice
was suddenly alert, and when Keith complied, she cursed.
“Hypothermia. I should’ve guessed. Keith, get him back to the
castle. He should be fine, but he needs a pod. Allura and I will come
back to the planet in Blue later.”
Keith nodded, picking Lance up in his
arms as if he weighed nothing at all, before rushing towards Red.
“Hang on, Lance. You’re gonna be fine.”
“You.. you were r-right,” Lance
admitted around chattering teeth. “That was a… very b-bad idea.”
His eyes started to slide shut.
“Wh— no, Lance, you have to stay
awake. C'mon, keep your eyes open. We’re almost there.”
“’M sorry, Keith, b-but it’s… it’s
freezing, and you’re r-r-really w-warm,” Lance mumbled, closing his
eyes and leaning his head on Keith’s shoulder. “I think… I’ll
just take a little n-nap.”
“Lance, no, you’ve got to—”
Keith started insistently, but Lance had already passed out in his
Lance fell unceremoniously out of the
healing pod, but was luckily caught before he collapsed onto the
floor. He looked up to meet Keith’s dark eyes, and promptly groaned.
“So, I guess we had another bonding moment.”
Keith bristled. “That’s all you have
to say? Not ‘thank you for saving my life?’ After your stupid
decision-making skills got you put in a pod for the… how many times
has it been now?”
Lance ignored him. “Where are the
“None of them wanted to stay
overnight, because, again, you’ve been in this pod way too many
times,” Keith told him, unsure if he should point out that Lance
had made no move to step back, so Keith was still supporting the
entirety of his weight.
“And yet you stayed,” Lance
grinned. “Guess I should probably start listening to you, huh?”
Lance’s smile turned quickly into a
smirk. “Well, that’s too bad, since we both know that’s never going
Keith scowled, prepared to drop Lance
onto the floor. He would have to, if Lance hadn’t leaned forward at
that exact moment and kissed him.
It didn’t last long, but Keith was
blushing furiously, anyway. It was nice to see that Lance looked a
little flustered, too, though.
“Thanks,” Lance said softly. “For
saving my life.”
“Um,” Keith started, brain still
trying to understand what was going on. “Did you just— you and I—
is this— what?”
Lance laughed, finally stepping back
from Keith and turning to walk out the door. “I’m going to go get
some food goo, if you’d care to join me.”
Keith watched him go, and stammered
out a few more incoherent sentences before rushing after him.
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“Hey, Lance, you have a visual on Keith?” Pidge asked.
Lance peered through the scope on his sniper rifle, the technology zeroing in on Keith despite being forty feet up an alien tree. Through the dense canopy, he could see the red armor dart in between the sentries posted, dispatching them quickly with little to-do.
He tore off his helmet; sweat matting his black hair to his forehead and neck. Shaking his head, with the help of the scope, he could see every drop of sweat that was flung off of him. Setting his helmet down he took a leather-like strip he got from a planet from a hidden compartment in his armor to tie his hair up, a stumpy little ponytail in the back of his head.
He cleared his throat. “Uh, ye-yeah, I got a visual.”
“You okay there, buddy?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, Hunk. Just need some water. This is a very humid planet. Just stay on standby until we need ya.”
“Well, it should be relatively low populated. Whoever was here before must have either gone underground or escaped when the Galra arrived.” Pidge intoned, sounding just like a nature documentary voice over. When he said so he could hear her eye roll over the comms. “Really?”
“Well, I’m not calling it your hacker voice.”
“Uuuggghhhhhh. Shut uuuppp!”
“Guys,” the voice of reason sighed.
“Sorry, Shiro,” they chorused.
Lance cleared his throat again. “Well, it doesn’t seem like there’s anyone here but me and Keith. And a few sentries but they’re dead now.”
“Hmm, okay, just be careful, you too Keith, okay? The scans said the place was abandoned but you can’t be too sure.”
“Uh, yeah, he can’t hear you, he took his helmet off.”
Lance was not happy.
Allura had woken them up two hours earlier then normal to tell them that two of them had a mission.
Once the terror of being woken up by a loud blaring alarm passed, everyone settled in as the Princess explained she was sending Keith and Lance to a jungle like planet and needed the others awake as to help monitor the mission.
Twenty minutes later the two were flying down in red to the planets surface, with Lance pouting the whole time.
“I don’t see why we couldn’t of done this later.”
Keith rolled his eyes not even bothering to look back at the blue paladin.
“Because there’s only a small window where the storm clouds are safe to pass through.”
Lance blinked in surprise. If there were storm clouds then would there be rain?
Lance suddenly found his legs bouncing up and down as nervous energy eradicated any lingering tiredness in his system.
The landed on a sandy outcrop just on the edge of a large jungle.
The plan was to go in and find this supposed miracle plant that could be used to heal a person almost as well as the pods.
After more then one close call Allura had decided it would be best for the Paladins to be equipped with something for out in the field.
Lance practically ran out of Red, taking his helmet off just so he could breath in the familiar scent of ozone that only came before a storm.
“What’s got you so excited all of a sudden?” Keith asked joining him on the sand.
“Smells like home.” Lance grinned while Keith watched him.
He didn’t really understand what Lance was talking about, but he looked too happy to question it.
“Ok… come on we have work to do.”
Lance gave him a mocking salute “sir yes sir.” He smirked back at Keith as he walked into the forest.
Walking through the thick foliage was difficult on the two of them.
The fact that the air was stiflingly hot too didn’t help.
They barley made it a mile before they were both drenched in sweat and out of breath.
When Keith had stumbled for the third time into Lance, he had enough.
“Let’s take a break.” Keith decided.
“What’s the matter got shot? Can’t handle a little walk?” Lance tried to sound cocky, but the fact he was practically gasping for breath afterwards suggested he needed a break just as much as Keith.
“Humour me.” Keith shrugged as he sat down on a large purple moss covered tree branch.
After a moment Lance joined him, the two heavily breathing and sitting in comfortable silence.
Then the rain started.
It came on so hard and suddenly that it was like someone above them had turned on a faucet.
Keith had groaned thinking about how much harder their mission was going to be with the poor visibility. When he looked over at Lance to complain he found the words die in his mouth.
Lance was staring straight up with the biggest smile of his face.
His hair was plastered to his head and Keith decided to pretend that the tears running down his cheeks were just rain drops.
For a single moment, the world seemed quite as Lance watched the rain and Keith watched Lance with equal fascination.
Then the branch The were sitting on woke up.
The two were suddenly flung from their seats hitting the floor roughly.
Keith hit a tree having the air knocked from his lungs.
He couldn’t figure out what had happened until he saw what resembled a giant green gorilla with a long thick tail and razor sharp claws standing over him.
He grabbed his bayard and quickly turning it into its sword for right as the creature swiped at him.
Keith managed to roll out of the way, avoiding being sliced in half like the tree directly behind him.
The creature tried to grab him but a cut to the hand made it back off, but not for long.
It swung its giant tail like a battening ram, moving much faster then anything that size should be able to.
Keith couldn’t help but wonder why Lance wasn’t helping him.
He dodged under the tail and got his answer.
Lance was sitting on the ground looking confused.
There was blood running down his face from a head wound.
Keith cursed under his breath, he looked pretty out of it.
The second he spent distracted was all the time the creature needed, grabbing Keith with one of its giant hand, pinning his arms by his side.
“Lance!” Keith yelled struggling helplessly as the creature brought him closer to his face.
Keith closed his eyes sure he was about to become a giant monkeys dinner, when he hears the familiar sound of Lance’s gun being fired.
Keith was suddenly dropped and the creature was holding its eye in pain.
It blindly swipes at Lance hitting it’s mark and sending him flying.
Keith didn’t waste his chance.
He drove his sword through its neck and jumped off as it fell to the ground dead.
“Lance?” Keith asked looking in the direction the blue paladin lay.
He crept over to him gasping at the sight.
A single deep claw mark was slashed across Lance’s torso stretching from his right shoulder down to his left hip.
Keith dropped his sword and surged forwards to the lump paladin.
“Lance? Buddy come on I need you to wake up. I need you to look at me, insult me, anything!”
Keith yelled shaking him.
He only got static from his helmet.
Keith felt the panic begin to rise in his chest.
There was so much blood and Lance just wasn’t moving.
“Lance please… I need you.” Keith sniffed as he felt tears prick his eyes.
Keith would of thrown his arms around him if he weren’t hurt so badly.
“You jerk! I thought you were dead.”
Lance smiled, but the pain was still obvious on his face. “Can’t leave you… who else… would keep… you…alive?”
“Shut up.” Keith laughed wiping his eyes.
“How bad is it?”
Keith held his breath, he had hoped Lance wouldn’t ask.
“It’s not good.”
“Really cause this feels fantastic.”
Keith rolled his eyes but felt a small spark of hope at the banter.
“I can’t get through to the castle… I don’t know what to do Lance.”
The fear on Keith voice made Lance’s eyes widen.
“H-hey it’s ok… it’s ok. Your annoyingly smart… right… so use.. that brain of yours… and-”
Keith’s head snapped up “the flowers!”
Lance smiled “there you go.”
Keith stood scanning the area, he couldn’t see far thanks to the rain and couldn’t see a single flower that matched Allura’s description.
“Go.” Lance said so quickly Keith almost missed him.
“I said… go… I can’t keep up… with you… find the… flower… come back.”
Keith felt a flash of anger “I’m not going to just leave you here!”
“You don’t have… much of a choice!” Lance yelled but started coughing, blood sprayed from his mouth.
Keith couldn’t do anything while he coughed but soon as he finished wiped the blood from his face along with a strange brown substance.
Keith looked at it for a moment before he noticed the pale patches just visible on Lance’s skin.
He decided now wasn’t the time to ask.
Lance was running out of time.
“Don’t you dare die before I come back.” Keith warned kissing Lance on the forehead before he took off running.
Every second Keith spent looking was another second closer to Lance bleeding out.
His chest was heaving and he could barely breath as he ran, but Keith didn’t slow down for a second.
His foot caught a tree root and sent him tumbling down a hill.
His ankle was throbbing with pain.
If he couldn’t stand how could he save Lance?
Just as suddenly the rain had started it stopped.
Without the thick curtain of rain Keith could see he fell into what looked like a meadow filled with various coloured flowers.
Then Keith saw it.
A patch of small blue flowers that almost seemed to glow.
He crawled towards it and nearly cried with joy.
He had found it.
He grabbed a handful, putting one in his mouth and chewed.
The effects weren’t instant, but the pain was dulled enough for Keith to stand and limp back to Lance.
Getting back took longer then it had before.
His ankle hurt but Keith kept pushing until he spotted blue armour stained with red.
He ran ignoring the protests from his body.
Keith dropped to his knees in a pool of blood that stained the ground beneath Lance.
His skin was a sickly grey colour and his breathing was slow and laboured.
His eyes were open but Keith doubted he actually knew what was going on around him.
Keith got to work, he took his water from his belt and ground up a few of the flowers before adding them in.
As gently as possible, Keith tilted Lance’s head up and slowing brought the flask to his lips.
For a moment nothing happened.
Then Lance began to drink.
By time he had finished the bleeding had slowed down and the pained crease in his forehead had eased slightly.
“Hang on Buddy I’m gonna get you home.”
If Red hadn’t come to meet them, Keith really wasn’t sure how he was going to get Lance back short of carrying him.
Soon as Red burst through the castle hangar doors Keith had come running out of the Lions mouth struggling with Lance in his arms and screaming for help.
Shiro was there in an instant, not even asking what happened he took Lance from Keith and ran towards the infirmary trailing blood behind him.
Hunk and Pidge began bombarding Keith with questions but Keith couldn’t hear them.
All he could do was stare after Lance.
Two weeks Lance was in the pod.
The creature had managed to clip his lung.
According to Allura, if Keith hadn’t of gotten him the flower when he had, Lance would of died.
Keith barley ate or slept.
He never left Lance’s side once.
He was surprised to see that his skin was covered in the pale patches, but it seemed like the others weren’t.
Keith figured they must already know, or just didn’t care.
It was late when the pod finally opened and Lance fell into Keith’s waiting arms.
“Lance! You feeling ok?”
Lance rubbed his eyes tiredly “yeah… I’m good just kinda tired.” He shrugged.
Keith smiled helping walk over to one of the beds.
Lance sat on the edge and patted the space next to him.
Keith didn’t hesitate to join him.
“Thanks… you know for saving me.”
Keith laughed “you did save me first, can’t have you one up me.”
Lance smiled as he rested his head on Keith shoulder.
Keith tenses for a moment before relaxing and wrapping him arm around Lance’s waste.
“Thanks for the kiss too.”
Keith blushed “anytime.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” Lance smirked up at him making Keith’s heart skip a beat.
“Lance… about your skin.”
Lance but his lip “yeah? It’s erm just Vitiligo… do you think it’s ugly?”
Keith shook his head “no I think your beautiful? that it’s beautiful… like butterfly wings.”
Lance smiled “yeah o think so too. I think I’ll stop covering it up.”
Keith smiled pulling Lance closer to him “I’d like that.”