The last paladin

S i x t e e n

Matt stood in front of six graves as his light brown eyes stared at a specific one as there was white and pink flowers in front and a green ribbon around them while there was a green helmet in front of the grave.

"I'm sorry Matt," Lance walked and stopped behind him as he was scared almost of matts rage of it being his fault.

"She was still fourteen," Matt closed his eyes.

"Please tell me what happened Lance," he looked at the Cuban boy and lances eyes widen in fear of the truth. But Matt deserved it.

"The galra surprised attacked us and we where suppose to get to our lions but p-Pidge was scared and was about to have a panic attack so I let her stay in red with me, she didn't feel safe in the castle... But then one by one we where all picked off by this weapon the galra had and it-it destroyed the lions, went right through them, so we aborted the mission and just had to get through a worm hole, I was hit by a fighter and it shook red pretty bad, she went flying and hit her head bad... I-I'm sorry Matt it's all my fault," Lance bowed his head down as Matt saw his hands shaking terribly.

"I should've done something I'm sorry I should-" Matt pulled Lance close as he held the young paladin tightly as Lance was stiff.

"It's not your fault kid, I don't blame you... It's the galra's fault, they killed katie not you Lance, I'm sorry for what your going through," Matt gulped as Lance could tell he was crying silently so he gripped the man tightly.

"All I want is this war done and over with, it's justice they all deserve," Lance wiped his face quickly as he looked up at Matt.

"My people are working on a way to get the red lion through the atmosphere without alarming the galra, it'll be our best advantage," Matt explained as his face hardened into determination.

"Until then?" Lance pursed his lips.

"Until then keep your eyes open for anything, stop sending out signals incase someone we don't want finding out about you does,"

"You got it,"

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"So how'd it go?" Megan asked gently as she and Lance walked down the beach together.

"Matt said we should stay here, to not risk the galra finding red," Lance gulped as his hands where in his kaki short pockets while wearing a black tee shirt and had a couple brackets on his wrist that weren't to tight but just loose enough.

"Alright, we have to think this through okay? Let's just listen to Matt for now," Megan smiled gently at him and Lance looked at her for a second and smiled gently back.

"Wanna head home?" She asked nudging him playfully. Neither of them are use to having it be home but the beach house was their sanctuary.

"Nah I'm going to walk a little longer, I'll meet you back for dinner," Lance smiled kindly and she nodded.

"Up and early to train tomorrow right?" Megan winked at him.

"I think I have something better for us to do tomorrow," Lance chuckled and Megan raised an eye brow but shrugged nodding.

"Alright but no movie day again, that doesn't count lazy ass," she giggled and Lance whined but laughed nodding.

"Don't worry it's my turn to teach you something and it's not how to spend twelve hours straight getting through a season," Lance smirked and Megan laughed a little as she walked back home and Lance smiled looking at the ocean he lived on. Best part so far of coming home is seeing the ocean again.

Lance sat on the sand with his feet touching the edge where water barely reached the dry sand. He watched the coast as he inhaled the salty air with the cool breeze. It was relaxing, made him feel a little more at home but the memories of him and his siblings going to the beach haunted him.