Where It All Started (Keith x Reader)

Chapter 2: Training!

" Are we going to battle each other?" Lance asked.

" Please, what would you be able to do?" Keith scoffed.

"More than what you can do, that's for sure!" lance boasted...

"Whatever"

"Anyway, paladins, this is team bonding. Set your differences aside," Coran said.

"Alrighty, Let's try this.."

"After 2 hours, it was finally time to take a rest from the hellish training. I took a shower since I was showered in sweat and had a couple of bruises and scratches from fighting in the gladiator. As I was on my way to the shower room, I ran into Shiro... He looked distressed in some sort of way... I couldn't explain room but I knew I needed to talk with him..."

"S-Shiro?" I said, walking up to him.

"Oh, Hello Y/N I didn't see you there"

"Is everything ok, you seem- distressed?"

"I'm f-... No, I'm not fine... I can't get this feeling off my chest, I want to be a leader but with this much pressure I'm not sure if I'm fit to handle a bunch of teenagers, Keith was an exception since he listened but Pidge has a hard shell to crack through, and Lance and Hunk are just as distressed of becoming alien fighting combatants!" He rambled.

"I'm sorry Shiro, I didn't realize how you felt. If I was in your shoes, I certainly wouldn't be able to

do an ounce of what you can do... If you ask me, you're the perfect leader... I guess we'll have to see ho far you'll take us and I'm sure we're all fine with you being our leader... I don't what would happen if Lance or Hunk was our leader... I don't even want to thank about it geez it gives me the creeps.."

"Thanks, Y/N, but I believe someone wants your attention," He said pointing to Keith...

"Oh, Brother" I sighed

"I gave Shiro a reassuring pat on the back and smiled as I walked to talk to none other than the

hot-headed paladin awaiting my arrival..."

"What's up?" I asked.

" I wanted to ask if you wanted to train with me since you seem capable of defense rather than the others. Excluding Shiro" He said...

"Sure, Why not? I wouldn't mind getting a few extra reps in"

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"We arrived at the training deck. I changed into grey sweatpants with a black T-shirt... I was going to train so needed to wear something that allowed to me move freely...Keith took his jacket off grabbing his bayard..."

"Shall I start gladiator level Four...?" I asked

"Yeah, I'm ready" He stated

"Gladiator start Level Four Training"

"Four robots came charging at us with no remorse. I pull out my f/c bayard and it turns into f/w (Favorite Weapon) I struck one druid with a piercing blow to the neck...Keith was sweating and panting as he had already dealt with the other two. Looks like I was too slow...The last gladiator came charging at me. I struck its leg with a quick blow, and it was struggling to get it until I cut the head clean off... I gasped for air...I was struggling only a little, though. But it was worth...I looked at Keith signaling if we could start the next level... He nodded... After training for what I would say two hours and thirty-seven minutes, we finally ended the training sequence drenched in sweat and cuts...I fell from exhaustion..."