Prologue

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Clutching the cold body to his chest, the boy wailed, letting out a cry of pain the people surrounding them had never heard from him before. He grabbed the dead paladin's cold face in his and kissed him, letting out another sob when the action wasn't reciprocated. As tears rolled down his pale cheeks, a white haired female came up behind him. She put a hand on the crying man's shoulder and he flinched away, holding the body closer.

"Keith..." she said softly. "You have to let me take him."

She gently took the dead boy from him and walked out of the room. A man with white hair and a scar across his face approached Keith.

"Hey." He sat down and wrapped his arms around him. Keith leaned into him. Shiro started to rub circles into his back and Keith launched himself at him, burying his face in his older brother's chest and clinging to him.

"Sh-Shiro it h-hurts!" He sobbed. Shiro felt his heart break and he held him close like he used to do before Kerberos whenever the boy was feeling down. But this... this was more than "feeling down". Shiro knew that this would change Keith. And nothing he did could ever fix it.

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Hunk followed Allura to a room He had never seen in the castle before. But looking around, he immediately knew it was a morgue. He swallowed the bile rising up his throat and shakily wiped away the tears rolling down his face.

"Allura?" He started.

"Not now, Lonce-" she stopped herself and placed Lance's body on a metal table. As she slowly turned to Hunk, his breath caught in his throat. A waterfall of tears were cascading down her face and her whole body started to shake. She launched herself at Hunk and he was ready with his arms spread open and embracing her in a huge hug.They fell to the ground and held each other as they sobbed.

"I-I was always so mean to h-him!"Allura wailed. Hunk held her closer, burying her face in his shoulder.

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Pidge stared with wide eyes at the scene before her. Emo Keith with his resting bitch face sobbing on the floor as his brother held him after finding Lance dead. Nobody knew what happened. She swallowed and set off towards her room, already knowing what she had to do. Look at the camera footage. Find out how Lance died in the training room on a Tuesday night in his regular clothes instead of the paladin armor he would wear if he was training.

She tripped over something and grabbed it before racing to her room.

As she scrolled through the footage she hit play when she found when Lance had entered the training room. She glanced at the time. He had gone to train at 2 am? No... There was definitely something else going on.

Lance entered the room and looked around, letting out a sigh of relief. He looked down at the bottle of pills and opened it, downing the whole thing thing. Pidge stiffened. Oh no... He started to cry hysterically and stuttered out "start training level 10!" Pidge's stomach dropped and she felt like she was going to throw up. She watched in horror as a bot stabbed him through the chest and the training cycle ended. Her heart split in two when two hours later Keith went into the training room expecting it to be a normal day just to let out an ear splitting screech when he saw Lance lying in a puddle of his own blood. He stumbled over to the body and ignored the rest of team Voltron when they entered the room. She turned off her computer, unable to watch anymore, wiping tears from her eyes. She finally looked down at the object she grabbed from the ground and started to cry when she saw it was an empty bottle of sleeping pills.

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Coran walked through the halls with his head down, unable to focus. Lance, dead? It didn't seem possible! Yet he had seen the body. He stopped and looked up, tears filling his eyes once he realized where his feet had taken him. He typed in the passcode to Lance's room and entered. The first thing he saw was Lance's jacket and he picked it up, lifting it to his face and burying it in the comfortable jacket. Tears started to roll down his cheeks. Lance was gone. Lance McClain. The sharpshooting ladies man was dead.The boy whom Coran had started to cherish like a son... was gone forever. Leaving behind six broken hearts and a worn out jacket.

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