Who Needs Love Anyway?

Part 13

The morning came and Lance felt like he was the only one that could sense it.

There was something... dark in the air... it swept around them occasionally peeking through a veil.

But what was it?

The others took the day like any normal day. They woke up, ran final scans, ate breakfast, and then changed to their armor. They couldn't sense it... or maybe Lance was just losing his mind.

     "I'm not getting any signs of life. No signs of any guards, or evil robots, or evil plants Lance so stop being so weird about it," Pidge said slightly bumping his arm as they stepped toward the door

     Lance chewed on the inside of his cheek as they pulled the doors open. Pidge pulled a map out splitting the team. Krolia went with Keith, Hunk and Lance went another direction, Allura and Pidge headed to the next floor, while Shiro kept watch near the entrance. Romelle and Coran were running a system outside to keep track of any incoming ships.

     "Why are you so on edge man?" Hunk asked Lance as they wandered toward one of the storage units

     "I can just... feel something coming... I don't know maybe I just didn't sleep enough last night," Lance grumbled shaking his head knowing full and well he slept fine last night once Keith came by

     "Well we have every scanner running right now. If something comes we will know with plenty of time to run," Hunk placed a hand on Lance's shoulder giving it a squeeze

     "Anyone find anything yet? I've hit the main computer and I'm copying things over but at quick glance it's mainly Galra stuff?" Pidge came over the com

     Hunk paused from checking boxes to respond. Lance paused feeling a set of eyes on them. He glanced up staring back toward the hall.

     Nothing.

     Lance shook it off and went back to digging around. Mainly old supplies the Galra has no more use for. Some of it was handy just to keep on the ship but most of it pretty much useless.

     "Hey Pidge you said this was an old medical center right?" Keith's voice came from the com

     "Yeah why?"

     "I think... I think this was a testing facility."

     Lance looked up at Hunk. Hunk's eyes widen as he pressed on his com again.

     "What makes you say that?"

     "Cages... skeletons... old files... it seems like they were testing something on the dying."

     "Were they successful?" Lance asked standing now glancing toward the hallway again

     "I don't see anything here... Pidge might have luck on her edge," Keith responded

     "Bring me those files... might be useful if we run into some immortal Galra or something. If that was what they were planning on doing with it."

     Lance could hear slight scratching coming from the walls. He turned toward Hunk who seemed to have paled considerably.

     "You heard it too," Lance whispered heading toward the hall

     "Please let it be space mice. Please let it be space mice," Hunk chanted behind him

     Lance pressed against the wall searching for a hollow spot. Maybe there was a passage or hidden door.

     The scratching got louder as Lance pressed on the wall. Hunk groaned slightly at his idiotic friend's instinct to look for the sound. Lance knocked on the wall and silence fell.