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A/N: One where Keith's Galra side shows more often. This is my first story, so I'm not sure if it's really good or not. Sorry if it sucks 😢 And I'm so sorry for this being late. Most of these chapters might be a little late but some I will do on time if possible. Thanks for understanding!

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It had been about a week and a half since Keith had announced to everyone that he was part Galra. When he first had explained it to everyone, they were all stunned. Allura had glared at him with full-on hatred. Coran had stood there, fear flashing across his face and he had moved closer to the Pricess. Pidge and Hunk had gaped at him, eyes wide and jaws practically hitting the floor. Lance's expression was one of confusion and fear. Shiro already knew, but Keith had seen a flash of emotion in his eyes. Probably disappointment or fear. After the announcement, Keith had retreated to his room for two days, only coming out to use the bathroom, and get food from the kitchen when he knew nobody was there. During those two days, the dark-haired boy had been trying to cope with his newfound heritage. He was angry, confused and afraid. Would his team members ever trust him again? Had the Red Lion known about this when it had picked him? Would he still be a Paladin now?

On the third day, Shiro had visited him, sitting down and talking to him, saying that Keith should try to just accept it, since there was really nothing he could do about it. "The sooner you accept it, the sooner you can move on with your life." Shiro had said, before leaving his room. Later on, Hunk and Pidge came in with some food Hunk had made himself, presenting it to Keith as a gift and letting him know that they both accepted him no matter what. At night, Lance had visited. At first, the two teens had just sat in silence, unsure of what to say to each other. Then Lance had just given Keith a hug, and left. Coran came the fourth morning with some "healthy and tasty" breakfast, delivering it to Keith's room and leaving a note asking him to attend training. Knowing that he couldn't hide in his in his room forever, Keith had joined his fellow Paladins in training. It was the quietest session they had ever had. He ate dinner with them that night as well, but Allura had ate in her room instead. On the fifth morning , Keith decided to just go back to his daily routine, but avoided talking to the others as much as possible.

He had also found out, that at random times his nails would change into claws, that his eyes would start to glow a yellowish-gold, or his ears would turn narrowed and fluffy, or that his teeth would change into fangs. (He guessed that these changes had been "unlocked" once he had awoken his Blade.) This mostly happened when Keith got upset though. Lance had to find that out the hard way after teasing Keith about his sucky fighting skills one morning during practice. Keith had turned around, glaring his eyes at him and snarling. Lance had let out a shriek and ran out of the room, leaving an extremely amused and satisfied Keith behind. It had been the first time that he'd laughed in a while. His emotions were slightly heightened, as well as his senses, like smell and hearing.

Keith didn't know what this week would be like. Hopefully better then the last two, now that he knew everyone's opinions on him, and the changes in his body...

Keith was laying on the couch in the lounge room, eyes closed, legs propped up onto the back of the couch, and arms folded behind his head like a pillow. He was exhausted, just finishing a 2-hour training session, (oh yeah, another perk to being part Galra-more energy! Also more agility) with the Gladiator on the training deck. He wasn't tired to the point that he felt like passing out on the ground, but his arms and legs were sore, and he had a bit more then a couple bruises along his body. Damn...this early in the morning and I already basically exhausted myself. He thought to himself, sighing loudly.

After a minute or two of just laying there, he heard the door open. He sat up, turning his head to see who had entered. "Hey mullethead..." Lance said, a smirk on his face. "Whatever weird plan you've got cooking right now, I want no part of it." Keith said, recognizing the signature smirk the brunette was wearing. He laid back down on the couch. "Me? Plan? Never!" Lance said, but he was still smirking. "Fine...What is it this time? And why can't Pidge or Hunk help you?" Keith sighed, realizing the boy wouldn't leave him alone until he agreed. "I swear, if it's to trap Pidge and Hunk in a closet again..." Keith said, smiling a bit at the memory. Lance had convinced Keith to help him see if Pidge and Hunk liked each other, so they had pushed and locked them into a closet together. After about an hour Lance had let the two Paladins out. Let's just say Pidge wasn't happy and the bruise on Lance's arm was just starting to go away.