Chapter 5

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Keith, Hunk, Coran, and Shiro chuckled as Lance carried Pidge into the room. Pidge's face was bright red, and she was covering her face with her hands, or was trying to. "Lance, please put me down." Pidge sighed

"Why should I?" Lance smiled

"Your little comment."

"It's not like it wasn't true."

"Just put me down Lance."

Lance sighed and set Pidge on her feet "Well anyway, Paladins, we are simply going to intercept some cargo ships." Coran explained

"Then why did you sound the alarms?" Pidge questioned

"How else was he going to get you and Lance here?" Keith joked

"I did not agree to him carrying me around. You're the one who didn't help me."

"Let's just go intercept those cargo ships." Shiro said calmly

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"Has anyone seen Pidge's Lion!?" Lance asked worriedly over the communication system

"I haven't seen her in a while..." Keith said worriedly "She disappeared just before the small cruisers came..."

Suddenly static and a broken voice came over the communication system "Guys...... Galra...... Captive.... Help!"

"That was Pidge!" Lance yelled

"Yes we could tell Lance!" Keith shouted "Pidge, can you give us your coordinates?"

"Galra.................... The main.........." Suddenly a bloodcurdling scream rang through the Paladins' ears

"PIDGE!" Lance yelled

"Lance calm down!" Keith shouted

"THEY TOOK HER! WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY'RE GOING TO DO TO HER, AND YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN!?" Lance screeched at Keith

"Lance, we won't get her back by fighting."

"What if they hurt her." Lance turned off the communications "If they so much as give her a bruise, they're all dead."

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Pidge had many bruises. The cuffs on her wrists were to tight, and almost cut off circulation to her hands. She had bruises all over her face, and a cut going from her temple to her cheekbone. She was nearly uncounsious, though she still struggled. Blood dripped down the side of her face, onto her Paladin armer. She was almost positive that she had more bruises then those on her face.

She sat in a dark cell. She could see nothing but black. If she hadn't needed to blink she wouldn't even know her eyes were open. She had tried to contact her friends with her helmet, the communication device was nearly destroyed, she was sure they'd only heard a little of what she'd said, not only that, but a sentry came into the cell while she was talking to them, that's how she'd gotten the cut on her face. The sentry was a Galran, not a robot, she had seen them smirk when she screamed.

She wanted to punch that bastard in the face and kick him in the balls.

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