God this got rough
(mentions of semi-nudeness, minor blood, and non-consentual touching of the chest.)
When Lance was taken off the wall, his hands were clamped behind his back, and a lower-class guard pulled his armor off, then cut and stripped his under-suit. When he spotted the binder, Lance squeezed his eyes shut. The guard shouted to Gandek, who came in and cut it off himself, revealing Lance's unwanted and hated chest.
"So. You are a liar as well as an abomination. No surprise. You will remain here as you are until your new outfit arrives." He turned to the lower guard. "Prepare the next transmission immediately."
Lance sobbed and bent over, huddling around himself to preserve his modesty as best he could. He pulled against his muzzle and kicked halfheartedly at the guard.
"NO!" He wanted to yell. "You can't do this to me! Please!" But he could not, so he sat hunched around himself, wearing only blue plaid boxer shorts, shivering from the cold metal floor, from fear, and most of all, from anger. He was mad. They couldn't do this. They couldn't invalidate him this way. He was a he, not a she. No matter what they said. He was proud.
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Pidge was the only one awake in the castle. She continued to type furiously out lines of code and hidden instructions. She slumped forward, and fell asleep, drooling on the N key.
Hours later, a red notification lit up the screen of her computer. She gasped and let for the coms.
"Bridge! NOW! We're being called! It's Gandek!"
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In the time it took for the call to travel through space, and for the call to be received, translated, and answered, Lance was strung up on the wall, T-pose again. He strained and strained against the cuffs, but could not get away from the wall. His breasts were prominent and on display for anyone who wanted to see them. He closed his eyes again, hoping the call wouldn't go through, hoping they wouldn't pick up, hoping he would be invisible.
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"Princess Allura." Gandek mock bowed to her, showing a tuft of brown hair behind him. "We have made quite the discovery."
Allura pinched herself under the panel, waking herself up to full energy. "Where is our blue paladin? We demand to see him immediately." She emphasized him for Lance's benefit; they all knew he was in the room."
"I am afraid, Princess, I will not show her to you. We declare our previous offer null and void. She is quite a pretty specimen and the first female human we have seen. Haggar would like to study her."
Keith was furious. "Show him! Coward! Show him to us you insolent, idiotic, imbeci-" Hunk covered his mouth.
"Come on man, he won't like being insulted" He hissed. "He might hurt Lance!"
Keith quieted, and Shiro stepped up, gently pushing Allura out of the screen view. "We will do anything to get Lance back. You are going to regret that you made this so difficult. Now, may we see him or shall we cut every ship we see into dark matter as we lightspeed over there to take back the missing piece of our family."
Gandek looked behind him. "Well, abomination, shall we let your teammates see you for the last time?"
The paladins couldn't see Lance's response, but Gandek said, "Very well." He turned back to the screen. "Your paladin does not wish you to see her. She is embarrassed." He stepped aside, revealing their friend, strung up to the wall, chest, legs, and arms bare and glowing in the purple lighting of the cell. He had an incredibly dark bruise all along his stomach and torso, and his face was dirty. They could see tear streaks down his cheeks. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and his muzzle looked bloody around the edges, where it dug into his skin. Allura took more screenshots to examine, and Shiro motioned the others to close their eyes. It was clear Lance did not want to be seen.
"So, you close your eyes." Gandek said tauntingly. "Don't you see, girl? They cannot stand to see your beautiful body."
Lance tried to kick him, only tearing up his ankles. He slammed his head into the wall. Again, again.
"Lance stop! Don't listen to him!" Coran yelled. "You are valid and we love you! Do not talk to our friend that way!" He said threateningly to Gandek.
"Or what old man? What can you do?" He walked to Lance, whose eyes were still clamped shut, and cupped his hand gently around his left breast. His eyes shot open and a panicked expression settled on his face and he tried fruitlessly to squirm away.
"Let him go!" Shiro hollered. "Let go of him this instant!"
In response, Gandek cupped the other. Lance smacked his head against the wall. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Gandek squeezed the flesh and Lance tried to call out, tried to yell, or move, or anything, but he could not.
Allura screamed a ferocious stream of Altean curses at the Galra.
"I am the only man in this room." Gandek responded, digging his claws into Lance's skin, drawing blood.
"Lance, I'm sorry!" Shiro called, and in a small voice he muttered something.
Gandek's face lit up. "Black Paladin, I cannot hear you."
"Let her go!" He hollered, his face bright red.
Gandek grinned and stepped away from Lance, who was shaking violently and sobbing. He looked up, his eyes full of emotions. Fear, embarrassment, anger, and thanks. Shiro knew he had done the right thing.
Then Lance threw his head back and hit the wall eight more times. A pause, and one more.
The screen faded to black.
Hunk and Keith both still had their eyes closed. Keith was clenching and unclenching his fists, his nails digging into his skin. Hunk was sobbing.
Pidge, however was typing something into the coordinates setting. She had seen something no one else had. As Allura, Shiro and Coran discussed this, Pidge tapped Hunk and Keith, bringing them to her screen. Keith's eyes lit up, and Hunk pulled Shiro over.
"What is it Hunk, can this wait, we're-- Pidge, how did you do that?"
The screen showed a ship's hallway, a guard standing outside a thick metal door labled SPECIAL PRISONER. DANGEROUS. DO NOT ENTER, Allura translated.
"Three times, five times, eight and one. 3-5-81. Those are coordinates, and so I just checked it out, and the Andromeda was parked there. A planet, no breathable air. It would take three hours-- er Varga to take it off the ground, and two more to exit the thick atmosphere for them. Only two minutes for us to cut through it with the castle ship. Plus wormhole time, and recharges..." She calculated for a moment. "Allura, how many jumps are saved ready?"
"Five, I've been constantly adding to them."
"Allura, that's not healthy. Never mind, with that we can leave immediately, get there in five doboshes, and have Lance home in half a varga. Paladins, to your lions!"
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