POV Madness | By : JebusOfNazareth Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het Views: 2814 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This is Slade's POV. One about Robin, one about Terra.
Part one: Robin
Patience is a virtue. I am a virtuous man. I respect the laws of war. The laws of love. The laws of self.
I could wait for the little bird to return to his cage. Everything I did culminated in those glorious two days of power, pleasure, and pain. So I waited. Planting clues. Direct confrontation. Everything in my power to give you a taste. Make you want me. Make you mine.
And that night, forcefully, you became mine. The resistance made it all that much sweeter. Your cries of agony, whimpering, ecstasy were music to my ears. A duet and waltz only you and I shared.
You will return to me. You are just like me. In almost every regard. I need you, Robin. Like I have never needed anything else in life. Jericho, my wife, the kill. It all pales.
How do you do this to me, Boy Wonder? What started as a simple game of cat and mouse turned into an obsession. You piqued my interest, after that first battle. No powers, no special abilities, nothing. Except for the will to be the best.
Exerting your weak human body into a pale imitation of your mentor. He is not the pinnacle of human perfection. We meta-humans are. My own powers are among the best. Yet you match me almost kick for kick. Punch for punch. Blow for blow. Enhanced reflexes and a small self healing ability would do you good. Make you better than all of us.
I have now helped mold you into a near perfect machine. Yet I didn’t break your spirit. Humph. When you come back, I shall rectify that mistake.
You made this aging man feel something not even the birth of my son did. Lust. For such a tantalizing conquest. I must, no, damn it, I WILL have you again.
To feel the gentle rocking of our bodies. To feel the sweat glisten, pour from the mass of flesh that is us.
I will have it again. I have awakened something within you, my pet. It shows. The reluctance to fight me. The screams of grief you shout every night. I need to break your pride. I don’t want you to crawl back to me, though that would be nice; I just want you to fly back to your cage.
Is that so much to ask? I’m through asking. I will take what is mine. And I will have it soon. You will not escape me this time. And you will never want to leave again.
In fact, tonight is the perfect chance to reclaim you. I wonder what the trio is doing right now. They would make the perfect diversion.
Soon, my pet. Soon. I will not have it any other way.
Part Two: Terra
So my latest project failed. You weren’t worthy. A two bit whore. Not worth the fuck. Not worth your precious savior. Not even worth calling you your name.
So why did I do it? Power, lust, control. I also did it out of frustration over losing my caged bird. I thought replacing him with a more subservient model, I would be happy.
Instead I get a weak sniveling charlatan. You only wanted mommy and daddy to love you. Instead you got the freak. It was so easy to break your mind.
They don’t care for you. They don’t like you. He doesn’t love you. I can give you all you need. Or so you believed. I toyed with you. For weeks. Month’s passed. I reintroduced you to them. I made you betray them. But I learned my lesson. I had to break you. They had no idea.
So I did. It was barely memorable. And I remember everything. EVERYTHING. You immediately cowed to me. Laying there, no struggle. No fight. That’s when I knew I was mistaken. So I made the suit. You had no idea.
But I came to you every night. Cowed you some more. Then I licked your tears. Savoring the humiliation. Savoring the victory. However shallow.
But then you had to go and fuck your little changeable toy. That was not part of our deal. That was not part of your task. It became clear then that I had to reiterate my control.
So I did. Three times that night. And for the first time I enjoyed it. You fought me.
I won’t go into your betrayal of me. I saw you in hell, dealt with you there.
Take these flowers; I’ll dust your grave.
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