Ever since Shiro disappeared, Keith had been able to pilot the black lion. Of course it HAD to be Keith Kogane... No matter how much Lance tried to start the black lion, nothing would get the mechanical feline to activate. Then Lance somehow became the red paladin. Blue had shut him out. Like a mother disowning her own child. He felt hurt. Unworthy. He felt as if he wasn't good enough. The thing that no one knew about Lance was that he had severe depression. To Allura and Keith, he's just a stupid flirt, desperate for attention. To Pidge, he was an annoying bug, always pestering her, telling her to go eat/sleep. One time, she was finally able to decode a galran message till Lance decided to show up and stand infront of the alien screen, completely throwing her off her concerntration. Of course, She yelled at him. Cursed him and kicked Lance out of her messy room. To Hunk, well... Even if they were best buds, Hunk found Lance annoying at times. For example, after they lost Shiro, everyone cried. Apart from Lance. He was just there being his usual self. Flirting with Allura, annoying Keith and being loud. It irritated the yellow paladin. So they all confronted him about it. Telling him to be more mature and take things more seriously. Telling him that he was a monster for not worrying about their team leader.

However, Lance was the one that was worrying and hurting the most. Everything was falling apart. With Shiro gone, everyone was lifeless. The whole ship was. Even Coran barely said anything. So Lance realised that he had to change. No one wanted 'lover boy' Lance. No one wanted a disappointment on their team. A weakling. A boy. A pathetic, hopeless boy. He decided to change. He didn't spout any jokes. He didn't flirt with Allura. He didn't rile keith up. He never spoke. Of course, no one on the ship realised what they had done or cared. They would still blame him for things, even if it wasn't his fault. However, every night, instead of sleeping, he would be on the training deck improving his shooting skills and hand to hand combat skills or looking for Shiro, figuring out where he'd be. All the insults that were being thrown at him, tearing his walls down had finally reached him.

A month later, they had found Shiro. Everyone was estatic of course. They had just found their leader! So why was Lance up at 5 am, sobbing his eyes out whilst hyperventilating? The voices in his head were louder that night. Louder than usual. Taunting him. Calling him worthless. Stupid. Disgusting. Fat. Ugly. A waste of space. A whore. A place holder. A dumb idiot that can't fight or do anything right. And the fragile male listened to them. He had given up blocking them out. A razor glided and danced across his sun kissed arms, red liquid oozing out from the wound. God, Lance wanted to end everything. It would make everything much better. He wanted to die. "Get rid of an annoying nuisance" in his terms. So he grabbed a piece of paper and the closest thing he has to a pen which he had somehow obtained in space. After, 2 hours of crying and writing up his farewells, he placed the letter neatly on his bed. This was it. He was going to make sure that he'll have time to bleed out before they could find him. 10-35 minutes. That's all he needed. Lance started to ferociously cut his arms, dragging the blade quickly and deeply across his skin. The castle's alarm began to blare loudly, signaling the paladins to start making their way to the dining hall. The broken paladin paused... He wasn't going to go face everyone. He didn't want to. They wouldn't even care if he didn't turn up. After 10 minutes, the cuban boy sighed, eyes landed onto the razor in his hand. Is this really going to be it? Will he finally do it?

Everyone was getting impatient. Lance was late yet again, by 2 minutes. Yet, this managed to piss everyone off. The rest of the team had been thinking and talking about their "beloved blue paladin". Complaining about him. Pointing out all his flaws in previous missions. 10 minutes later, they began to grow angry. Keith was the first one to get up and storm towards Lance's room. He banged on the door, demanding that Lance would "stop fucking around and open up" the door. 5 Minutes it took for him to give up. During those 5 minutes, Pidge began to hack into castle's system to doors, everyone else, apart from Coran who was busy cleaning the healing pods, waiting impatiently. Finally, the doors opened.

Pidge was the first to scream. The sight of Lance on the floor, smiling like usual whilst being covered in blood. Everyone else froze. Lance, the annoying, happy and optimistic boy had committed suicide. Hunk threw up. Keith started muttering things under his breath, scared out of his mind. Allura and Shiro didn't know how to react. The just stood there, shocked. Tears rolled down their faces. They were terrified. confused. Why?

Suddenly, Shiro walked towards the boy, snapping out of his daze and checked Lance's neck for a pulse. He searched in vain, desperate to find a pulse. He had gotten nothing yet he still tried. Until....

Thump.....Thump...........Thump.............. Shiro swiftly picked Lance up, dashing towards the medical bay. This seemed to wake the others up from their trance as they all soon followed after him. He wasn't going to let Lance die. As the black paladin bursted through the door, He yelled at Coran to prepare a pod as quickly as possible. The said Altean only took one glance at the fragile, dying boy in Shiro's arms before turning around, hurriedly preparing a pod. He was not going to loose his favourite paladin. His son.