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Raven and Jinx: Of Pirates and Tropics	By : JRAD Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > AU/AR > Het Views: 11510 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Island
- 2-the Tribe
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First, Raven realized she was moving; the lithe Titan opened her eyes, blinking them back into focus. She didn’t know how long she’d been out; the sun still flittered through the canopy leaves. Her hands and ankles were tied above her, hung over a long wooden pole or bar; she hung like some hunter’s trophy.
The dark girl looked around as well as she could, down watching the trod soil pass beneath her, forward watching the lean tan back of their capture. He was tall, muscled, with skin like copper, but she couldn’t tell much more from her position, so she hung her head and looked back.
Her face flushed red in almost an instant, she was face to face, with the crotch of the man carrying the rear of her mount, and it was most definitely a man. The loincloth he wore did little to hide his anatomy from the world, and Raven quickly looked away, her eyes scanning to the man’s face. He was clean shaven, but with a stern look. The details were hard to see through his face-paint, white brushes across his brow and cheeks with red dashed down his nose and chin. His hair was unruly and wild, bushy with a fiber rope lashed around his head to keep it down.
Raven’s inspection was interrupted by the noises of Jinx coming around; the pink haired witch was none too pleased with their arrangement.
“What the hell is going on?!” Jinx demanded, thrashing vainly against her restrains. She would’ve used her hexes if it hadn’t been for the gentle strike of something hard and flat against her bare backside. The witch yelped and twisted herself around to the man carrying the forward of her mounting. She watched him brandish a crude spear; the flat side of the head had been what struck her rear.
She seemed more stunned than afraid, twisting against her bonds again, her eyes shimmering pink. “That’s it, I’m gonna-“ She was cut off by the man striking her again, he gave her another swat for good measure, silencing her somewhat, despite another squawk of outrage. Her ass sported a light red sting, and she wished she could rub at least a little.
“Remember what I said…” Raven said with a groan as the men carrying her stumbled a bit, causing her to bounce and jar uncomfortably. “No using our powers, unless it’s necessary. I’m not getting any hostile intent from these men. We’re not in immediate danger.” She closed her eyes, the fog of the tranquilizes still plaguing her mind a little, it would take some focus to restore herself completely.
“Dangerous or not, this is humiliating. They’re dragging us off to god know where like we were animals.” Jinx growled beneath her breath, irate beyond belief as the men carrying them would glance back for a few seconds, before returning their attention to the march, sharing what could only be witty banter from the sound of their chuckling.
Time passed as the humid forest seemed to stretch on forever, the men carrying the girls decided to stop for a moment, carefully lowering the girls to down to the rough ground and sliding the wooden poles they’d been using out from between their limbs, letting them sit up and move. Both of the girls did their best to alleviate the chaffing around their wrists and ankles. Jinx trying to rub the sting out of where they’d swatted her rear.
“Well Raven… you’re the take charge type… what’s the escape plan?” She cast a curious glare across to the Titan.
Raven returned it in kind. “We still don’t know where we are, it’s best to just play along for now, then maybe we can get some supplies or fashion a makeshift boat out of these trees.” She rubbed at her head, the tranquilizer’s effects wearing off, but she still felt dehydrated, both of them were. One of the tribesmen offered a hollowed gourd, plugged with a strip of leather and tied with some hide.
She took it, gratefully, and undid the top taking a hesitant sip. The water cool and clean, if a little bitter, so she began taking gulps a little greedily, not sure how long the trip was, before handing the gourd to Jinx. The pink haired girl worked within her bound wrists fairly well, having been handcuffed before, and she took her own generous gulps of the liquid as it helped replenish them a little.
The same man offered them what looked like a piece of jerky, some kind of smoked meat. Neither girl argued as they began to tear at the tough dry meat with their teeth.
Jinx watched the men as she ate, raising an eyebrow as they began to chuckle softly toward the girls. One of them, a younger boy from his looks, began poking at Jinx’s head, examining her hair roughly. She groaned as the boy moved her head around in his hands, holding clumps of her hair, pulling back bits to look at her roots or individual hairs.
“What’s this idiot doing?” Jinx asked with an irritated groan, reaching back to swat at the boy’s hands. Her actions little more than a nuisance to the tough skinned youth.
“They’ve probably never seen hair our color.” Raven replied, her hair being inspected by one of the boys as well, she was trying to scoot away, but a firm grip kept her in place. Even she was being a little unnerved by the natives’ invasions of their personal space, and all the, touching.
“Damn it! Knock it off!” Jinx’s yell was muffled by the grip the native had on her face. Raven watched with a twinge of amusement as the native with the witch’s head in his hands licked his thumb and began trying to rub away the pink marks on her face.
The dark girl let out a light chuckle, using her empathic sense to try and read the emotions of their hosts. “They are very curious… think it’s about our skin tones, judging from the way they’re rubbing at you.” She spoke before the one who had been inspecting her began similar actions, attempting to wipe at her skin, or smudge any makeup she had. “Gah. Stop it.” She joined in with Jinx’s complaining doing her best to restrain her powers and keep from assaulting the boys.
Jinx on the other hand wasn’t putting up with it anymore. Their handling of her was getting too rough, and she leaned back, bringing her bare feet up high, and kicking the young native in front of her fast, hard and strong.
She caught him under the chin, sending him sprawling back into a bush as she stood up and yelled at the boy. “That’s it! No one touches me like that ya punk!” She wiped her cheek as best she could, looking down at the natives in contempt before another pair came forward and grabbed her, forcing her to sit down as they yelled at her and talked among themselves. She couldn’t understand them, not that she would’ve listened if she could. She’d been subdued a number of times, and doubted it was anything she hadn’t heard a million times before.
They pinned her down and began to tie her legs together, the rough rope wrapped around her thighs and knees as well as her arms. The pale girl struggled against her binds as the moved to hoist her back on the pole.
Raven was just glad Jinx’s little outburst had taken the attention off her, she rubbed the spit from her face watching the as the Hive sorceress was returned to the carrying pole. It seemed their break was over. The man in charge turned and pointed to her, either telling her to do something, or asking her something dramatically, she couldn’t make out the difference even with her empathic abilities.
He stepped forward aggressively, reaching for the young teen girl as she brought her hands up to shield herself. The man grabbed her by the wrist and roughly untied the twine they’d been using to keep her arms and legs together. She stared for an instant until she saw them using her ropes to tie Jinx even tighter, obviously her little assault had not been taken well, they even gagged her with a strip of leather tied around her mouth.
Jinx was not at all happy with the situation to say the least. The girl struggled against her bonds as she was once again lifted into the air by the two natives hoisting the pole up to their shoulders. Raven though felt she suffered the more humiliating fate, as soon as they had finished binding Jinx, the obvious leader of the group stepped forward, picking the teen heroine and throwing her over his shoulder like a piece of shoulder candy!
Her bare chest pushed against his shoulder blades and her supple rear on display for any ahead of them. She could hear chuckling and feel their amusement at her predicament, all of which was only made worse when she was given a sharp solid slap to the ass, making her jump a bit.
“H-hey! Watch it…” She growled, knowing they couldn’t understand her, but she saw Jinx laughing even through her gag. Even while bound and gagged the witch was amused to see Raven as humiliated as she was.
Raven narrowed her eyes, which shimmered a faint black and white as a low hanging branch pulled back, slingshoting forward catching Jinx on her ass as well. The bound villainess let out a yelp through her gag, before glaring at the now innocently smiling Titan
The two were once again carried through the trees and underbrush, it was hard to tell how much time passed since all they had was the overhead sun to go by, but it couldn’t have been over an hour before the trees began to thin. The sounds of a nearby stream could be heard as well as the distant chatter of people’s voices, speaking what seemed to be the same strange language as the tribesmen.
Raven did what she could to look around the man carrying her. She saw huts in varying sizes, built from simple things like straw or mud, but sturdy enough to hold against the elements. More of the natives began to appear as the two were carried further in. Men, women, and children, all dressed similar to their captors, a combination of hides and leather. Some sported more lavish decorations with leaves and feathers, a few even had multicolored beads. Many of the girls appeared to be decorated in body paint in varying amounts and several different designs.
A crowd began to gather around them as the hunters carried the two captured girls, blocking their view of the village. Curious faces looked up at the girls as their captors laughed and showed them off. Jinx received some rather discourteous pokes and prods from several of the children as she remained suspended and restrained. She did her best to shake them off glaring and growling to get them away as best she could.
Raven smiled, but her amusement was once again cut short as she received another strike against her exposed rear. She jumped a bit before some of the men stepped up to her, reaching out and running their hands along her skin, hair, and cheeks.
The group parted as a boy, not much older than herself stepped forward and reached out to her. One hand took her by the jaw as she was turned from side to side, being examined by the youth. She did her best to concentrate her empathic senses, trying to read the feelings of the natives in the crowd around them. She could sense the boy touching her merited great respect and admiration from the others, though that was obvious simply from the wide berth they gave him, and the quiet murmuring they exchanged.
Raven turned her head as she heard Jinx let out a yelp through her gag. The pink haired witch was in the process of being molested by some of the older men around. Still bound to the pole, she had large rough hands doing everything from squeezing her modest chest, to slapping her backside, one person actually slipping a finger into her nether regions for a moment.
Jinx thrashed about trying to dislodge the intruder, it was removed a couple seconds later by the rather amused man. Jinx’s face was red from a mixture of rage and humiliation, and even Raven felt sympathy for her, but she had her own concerns for the moment. The youth who had been look her over said something that caused a stir in the crowd, then moved onto a small amount of cheering before she was transferred to the youth’s shoulder and was carried off.
“Well, this can’t be good. ” Raven muttered to herself as she was carried off to a hut.
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