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Lance boarded the galra ship, he could feel his heart race, he'd done these mission a million times but for some reason he felt like something bad was going to happen.
He took in a quiet breath, he rounded the corner, he aimed his gun at the only soldier but before he could shoot something rolled across the floor, he kicked it away. Wrong move.
He saw black smoke come out of the thing, then he saw nothing. "The room's filled with smoke!" he told over the comunicater, "I can't see a thing! I'm coming back." he felt the walls to get out the same way he came in, he only got more and more distressed.
"Lance my sensors aren't picking up and smoke," pidge stressed her point, "My sensors would have picked up smoke. Press the green button."
Lance let out a frustrated sigh "I can't see anything!" he fiddled around pressing all the buttons on his helmet.
What lance should have been able to see came up on pidge's screen, "Um, lance? There's no smoke!" she saw the empty room.
"Lance stop messing around! We have a mission!" Keith grumbled.
Lance let out a low growl "I can't do anything, I'm literally not able to see anything! I'm not messing around!" he shouted, he knew he should be quiet but it's not like he'd even be seen in the smoke.
"I'm going in, something wrong in there and we need to get Lance out." Shiro stated.
Pidge began to panic "Well you better hurry, garla are all coming down the hall!"
"It's fine, they can't see me with all the smok-" he let out a stranged scream, he bullet straight in his thigh. "He fucking shot me!" he screamed, pulling out his own gun and shooting in the direction the bullet came from.
He felt something grab around him, he started to fire, "Stop shooting! You're in the black lion's mouth!" Shiro yelled.
He put the gun to his side, "Why can I see?"
"I'm not sure but you need to in your lion and get back to the castle."
Lance was laid down on a table, he could feel Coran's hands pulling out the bullet but he still couldn't see anything, he let out a yelp as it was finally dug out of his leg. He looked to where he thought the pain was.
"Lance why are you staring at me?" Keith asked.
"I'm not, I'm looking at my leg!" Lance defended himself.
Shiro sighed, and rested a hand on Lance's shoulder. He jumped at the sudden touch, "Those garla did a number on you..."
"One bullet hole won't kill me!" he pointed near himself, in a proud gesture.
Coran patted Lance's back. "You'll need some rest, go rest."
Lance nodded, he let his legs tap the floor, so he could find his footing, he didn't want to bring up that he still couldn't see, it would probably be gone when he woke up! "I still feel a bit wobbly, do you think you could help me to my room Shiro?" he smiled but looked at the ground, not wanting to chance looking somewhere else.
"Sure." he put an arm around Lance's middle and walked him to his room. Shiro opened the door for him, "I'll give you a knock when it's time for dinner."
Lance had a bit of trouble getting into his bed but had managed to get into it and fall asleep. When he woke up he looked around the room hoping to see anything. But all he got was a black room. He sighed, defeated.
He heard the knocking, "Come in," he mumbled miserably. He could hear the soft woosh of the door opening.
"Shiro said to come get you, it's dinner." he recognised Keith's voice, he gave a small smile, he felt better not being alone.
Lance nodded, not really sure how to respond. He felt around the bed, shuffling himself near the edge. He stood and walked slowly as to not trip. "Dude, what are you doing?"
Lance looked to where he thought Keith was, "My leg hurts, I just don't wanna fall." he half lied through his teeth.
Keith huffed "No not that, you're walking the wrong way! What's going on?" he demanded. Lance heard a soft stomp, had Keith stomped his foot?
"Nothing I'm fine, just need to use the wall to help me stay on my feet." he felt around for the wall, he let the smooth and cold metal touch his hand.
He heard footsteps, "Let's go before your goo gets cold," Lance traced the wall and followed behind Keith, listening to his footsteps.
The hard part was the kitchen itself, he knew he'd have to sit down but he was worried, he didn't want to be kicked off the team, he couldnt fight if he couldn't see! Keith seemed to understand Lance's frustration because he put Lance's arm around his shoulder, walking him to his seat. "Thank you." he mumbled out softly.
He sat on his seat, he felt for his spoon. He kept missing his bowl.
"You doing okay Lance?" Shiro asked, voice full of concern.
Lance nodded "Yeah I'm okay, just a bit dizzy!" he felt his spoon get heavier, he accidentally hit the spoon into his front teeth. He heard a few noises indecating the others had cringed, he huffed "I've decided I'm not hungry." he stood and walked straight, hoping to walk through the door way, instead he banged straight into the door frame. He let out a noise of deep frustration.
"Can you see?" Hunk was the first to asked.
"No! I clearly can not see, Hunk!" he yelled, he turned to look at the table, not that he could see any of them... "I can't fucking see!" he developed into a small cry which quickly turned to sobs. He let someone hug him and another rub circles on his back.
He heard a hum "We need to do some tests it seems..." It was Coran! He was a doctor, maybe? He seemed like a doctor! He could fix this! He let himself be guided back to the medbay.
He could feel his eyes burn but not much else, "His eyes aren't reacting to the light," he heard a soft thud of the torch being put down.
Loud and fast footsteps came closer, then a bit of panting, it sound like a dog... "You didn't tell me there was a dog!"
Shiro let out a noise of amusement, "There's not dog, Pidge just came into the room."
"Sounded like a dog." he mumbled, raising his shoulders to hide hide his smile.
A small stomp. "I'm not a dog! I took a sample from your suit, the smoke was real but it was some kinda of gas bomb that causes blindness-"
"You sound far to happy about me being blind!" he grumbled
Pidged shushed him, "Let me finish! It's only temporary! I'm trying to see if I can make something to reverse it but from my tests and some information from an insider it can only last up to three months!"
Lance's smile faded, now his mouth hung slightly open, "I am not up for being blind for three whole months!"
Shiros hand once again came to his shoulder, "It's okay, we'll get through this." Lance nodded softly