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Just A Facade	By : shewillnotbenamed Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > General Views: 4625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's been a while, but I finally updated. I'm sorry for the long wait, but in my defense, I did start college since my last update. I hope you enjoy this chapter! Please let me know what you think :]
"If a relationship is to evolve, it must go through a series of endings." Lisa Moriyama
The orange and black clad villain emerged from the shadows and approached her. Raven narrowed her eyes at the somewhat smug Slade. "Why did you break into the Research Facilities, what do you want?" the mage demanded, channeling her inner Robin.
"Why, to see you of course," he drawled. The purple-haired titan rolled her eyes, although inside she was anxious. 'I just need to stay calm and distract Slade long enough to call for back-up', she thought to herself.
He cupped her chin. Raven flinched involuntarily. How had he gotten so close to her without her noticing? She hadn't even seen him approach her. "As for what I want, well...I think you can guess..." Raven glared at him defiantly, trying to seem unfazed, when she knew-and he knew perfectly well that she was. "Still speechless I see? Well, we'll just have to fix that-"
"Azarath, mentrion, zinthos!"Raven yelled and Slade was slammed into the wall with his wrists and ankles bound by shackles made of black energy. "Alright Slade, you have nowhere to go, now talk. Or things will have to get messy..."she threatened. A heavy metal table encased in a black aura loomed ominously over the now immobile villain's head.
"Well little bird, I've got to say...I'm impressed," Slade admitted.
"Cut the crap, Slade," the hooded teen spat. "Unless you want me to accidentally lose my grip on this table." The masked man ignored her.
"Do you realize this is the second time you have managed to corner me like this? You're clearly much stronger than the other Titans-not that your little boyfriend would ever admit it," he drawled. Her eyes widened slightly and that's when he knew he had her right where he wanted her. Even though it appeared she had trapped him, he knew she wouldn't be able to kill him. When he saw her falter, he knew just what buttons to press.
"Slade, I am not amused by your petty mind games," Raven snapped. But once again, he ignored her.
"Or...should I say ex-boyfriend?"
Raven's eyes flashed white in anger for a second, giving Slade the time he needed to escape. Objects around the room levitated briefly and she lost control of the table and her hold on Slade. The mercenary did a one-handed back handspring to avoid the falling table. He smirked. Raven had regained control by now, but it was too late.
"You know, little bird, I think you're a great catch. It sure is a pity that bird boy doesn't," he drawled. The black and orange clad villain easily flipped over the oak desk that came hurtling towards him.
"You're going to have to do a lot better than that, my dear," the masked man told her with a touch of smugness. The sorceress narrowed her eyes. Slade did taunt people his adversaries a little too much at times. But the think about Slade was that unlike other villains, he could always back it up. A black-aura encased steel door caught him by surprise and he flew into a wall. Well, usually he could anyway. The mage started flying away hurriedly. Raven hoped she had at least knocked him out, but she doubted it. She had to contact the others-and fast. The dark girl opened her communicator and quickly paged Robin.
Research Facilities Basement
Robin had just finished the final sweep of the basement with no luck. He simply did not get it. He knew or at least thought he had known that the basement was where Slade was most likely to make an appearance. The technology down there would have tempted any villain. But then, Slade was no ordinary villain. The black and white masked teen walked briskly and turned a corner that lead to the staircase. The catchy jingle for the T-communicator sounded. He opened it immediately and to his surprise his purple-haired teammate was on the other line. Something was off. Her brow was creased with worry and a bit of fright.
"Raven. Is everything alright?"
"Not exactly. I just had a run in with Slade on the fifth floor," she explained.
"Are you okay? Did he retreat?" he asked worriedly.
"I am fine. I lost him after I knocked him out, but I doubt he will stay down for long. I need backup."
"I am paging Cyborg and the others; we will get there as fast as we can. Be careful Raven."
"Don't worry I will be-" she started to say, but then the line went dead.
"Raven? Raven! Come in!" Robin yelled at the screen.
'No, this is NOT good! I better find her, and fast', the ebony-haired teen thought to himself. He quickly started paging Cyborg.
Raven's communicator had been knocked out her hand. She heard a crunch of glass and plastic crushed under Slade's metal boot. He had found her. Again. This time she was definitely not going to stick around to chat. The half-demon started to phase through the floor. A black, gloved hand tugged on her cloak and forcefully pulled her back up.
"Where do you think you're going?" Raven struggled to break free. She tried flying away again, to no avail. Slade ripped her cloak clean off and tossed it away. She fell out of the air and onto the floor, feeling a little exposed. The villain pinned her down in a vice grip, her arms over her head with one strong hand and her legs with his knees. "Not too much fun on the receiving end, is it?" he asked rhetorically.
Raven had had enough of this. "Stay back!" she yelled with all the courage she could muster and her eyes glowed white, but nothing happened. What happened? 'My powers...they're gone! But how? If Robin doesn't get her soon...I don't know what Slade will do to me...'
"That's the great thing about the Research Facilities, they have all sorts of neat toys-like the one on your wrist," he said in that psychotically cheery voice. Raven glowered at him-with a mixture of shock, disgust, and anger. Giving him the sort of look that usually made others run for their lives. Slade, however, barely flinched. "Don't like it? And I thought I had such great taste," he continued sarcastically. "Well, maybe this feature will change your mind."
He pressed a button on the metal cuff. Suddenly, hundreds of volts of electricity coursed through her body. She screamed and convulsed in torment. That was a voltage of electricity would have probably killed a normal human, but it only gave her excruciating pain. Finally, he moved his finger off the button, allowing the dark girl to fall motionlessly on the ground, ceasing her writhing. Feeling a little light-headed, my dear? Perhaps now you'll surrender to me," he pressed.
"Never," she responded, adamantly. A defiant glare was ever present in her eyes. He pushed the button again for about twenty seconds, then stopped. "W-what...are you d-doing?" Raven gasped out as her chest rose and fell violently. "O-or do you...just want to k-kill me slowly?"
Slade's visible eye widened slightly. "Kill you?" he asked with a touch of disbelief. "No. Torture you, yes. But... I could never kill you." He brought his face closer to hers. In her semi-conscious state she felt him loosen his grip on her wrists. She could feel his warm breath on her face through the slits in his mask. He brushed her cheek with his gloved hand and looked into her half-lidded violet eyes. "In fact, I-"
"Get away from her!" Robin growled loudly. Slade, though caught slightly off-guard, jumped to his feet. "Titans go!" he yelled and ran toward the masked man. "Starfire, go check on Raven." With that the flaming redhead flew over to the now unconscious half-demoness. She checked her vital signs. The purple-haired girl was still breathing, thankfully, but she was in bad shape. The alien girl tried-unsuccessfully-to wake her. Raven seemed to be out cold. She was quite worried, she had never seen Raven in such a state, even after Adonis's attack.
The masked villain dodged sonic cannons, explosive disks, and a deadly swipe from a tyrannosaurus rex. Robin had had enough. He was past angry; he was livid."What did you do to her?" the spiky-haired teen demanded harshly.
"Patience, Robin, now what would be the fun in simply telling you that?" Slade asked rhetorically, ever calm and ever sarcastic.
"Enough!" the Titans leader yelled. Robin broke into a run and leapt at Slade with a flying kick, a very predictable attack. He was too blinded by his fury, a habit Slade had long ago realized. The orange and black-clad man grabbed his former apprentice by the ankle and spun him around, throwing him into a wall. He slid down the wall in a heap. With Robin out of the way, there was no one to notice Slade making his getaway.
"Robin!" Cyborg shouted worriedly. He was not just worried for his teammate's health and safety, something had gone horribly wrong; he could sense it.
The older bird flipped back onto his feet just in time to see dozens of Sladebots surrounding them. Sounding a determined battle cry, he began to take them out. He threw a freeze disk at a cluster of them and followed it with an exploding disk. He smashed into their hard drives with his bo-staff and beheaded them with a slice of his bird-a-rang. After destroying about thirty Sladebots, Robin looked around. Where was Slade?
The killing machines had begun going after Starfire more than Beast Boy or Cyborg. But why? Wait a minute... Robin pondered in realization. Wasn't she supposed to be attending to Raven? The alien used her righteous fury to send the drones sailing backwards in a destroyed heap. The girl looked around her to the dozen robots surrounding her. She gave a battle cry and held up her hands forming a huge starbolt and threw it at her attackers. The red head looked about worriedly, as if just realizing what had happened. She flew over to her leader.
"Friend Robin, I cannot locate Friend Raven!" she cried in alarm. Robin's eyes under his mask widened in shock.
"Starfire, I told you to protect her!" he yelled at the alien, pointing his finger at her accusingly. But then he stopped when he saw her crestfallen expression. It wasn't completely her fault; Slade obviously had been planning to take Raven. And when Slade wanted something he did everything in his power to make sure he got it.
"I'm sorry Starfire, it's not your fault. I'm just... really worried about Raven. If anything happens to her, I..." He couldn't help but feel terrible about the last few things he had said to her and how he treated her. What if she was really hurt? Starfire reached out to place a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Slade could have Raven, and they could be anywhere." the redhead said sadly.
"Well wherever the hell she is, I'm going to find her," he replied.
Slade's Hideout
Raven stirred slowly and sat up. 'My head', she thought to herself. 'Where am I?' She realized she was sitting on something warm and soft. She glanced down. A bed? Where were the chains and rusty bars locking her from the outside world and the water marks on the ceiling? Well, she was not complaining, this room was so much better than that. The purple-haired girl got up and looked around, fully taking in her surroundings.
'Whoa...'
The room had walls that were a midnight blue and it had four windows with sheer black curtains. The windows were practically ceiling to floor and each windowsill had seat with white and indigo cushions to match the indigo silk sheets and comforter on the bed. The midnight blue walls contrasted beautifully with the cherry wood of the bed, the floors, and the large, built in bookshelves which took up an entire wall from ceiling to floor. Her hand slid over the antique lamp that rested on the perfectly crafted cherry wood nightstand. The room was so large it had a hall with three large antique doors. She was half-considering taking one of the tempting novels from the fully stocked bookshelves and curling up on the backless burgundy settee that was placed in front of the bookshelves on the west wall parallel to the bed.
She walked up to the bookshelf and almost gawked the impressive collection, her eyes stopping on the spines of each novel. 'Is that a first edition?' She shook her head. 'Get a hold of yourself Raven, you're in a strange room that you were placed in after you were kidnapped by a madman.' It was hardly the time to admire Slade's obvious knack for interior decor. She had to escape and find her friends. She walked down the hall and opened the door on her left. Inside was a large light blue and cream bathroom complete with a shower and a tub with a jacuzzi. Raven quickly shut the door before she decided not to leave. She tried door on her left. It led to an enormous walk-in closet with another, larger backless burgundy settee and medium blue walls. 'If he's trying to trap me, he's doing a bang-up job', she thought to herself. The half-demon shut the door and nearly jumped when she saw that Slade was behind it. She backed away into the main room, keeping a large space between her and the masked villain.
"So, you're up, I take it?" he said teasingly, approaching her deliberately slowly like a lion stalking its prey.
"Well that much is obvious," she deadpanned, folding her arms across her chest.
"Like what you see, my dear?" Slade asked, making the duplicity of his words somewhat obvious.
"What's it to you?" she replied, refusing to answer his question.
"Well, it's just that, I have a proposition for you." By now Slade was a mere foot away from her.
"Proposition? Such as..." The amethyst-eyed teen narrowed her eyes and moved away from him some more.
"I would like you...to be my apprentice." He moved closer to her again.
"Your...apprentice?" she repeated, slightly in shock. She shook her head and continued backing away. She stopped when her legs hit something and fell backwards onto the bed. Slade was on top of her before she could blink, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand. "Slade! What are you-" He placed a finger on her quivering pale pink lips.
"Quit the Titans; come live here...with me..." he murmured. The mercenary removed his finger from her mouth and caressed her impossibly soft cheek for the second time, but this time she was fully conscious. Her eyes widened before they turned to slits once more.
"Azarath, mentrion-"
"Ah, Ah, Ah. I wouldn't try that if I were you. Your powers are neutralized...at least for the next 4 hours." She glared at him and sighed.
"Why do you want me anyway? Can't brainwash what's left of Terra? Or better yet...why don't you ask Starfire?" Raven retorted sarcastically.
"Terra? Please, she wasn't even my optimal choice the first time. And would I even consider Starfire? That alien doesn't have half the strength, half the brains, half the talent, or half of the beauty," he paused. Raven's eyes widened at this. "That you have, my dear." The leotard-clad girl gasped.
"Slade, I-"
"Join me, Raven... You can do so much more... We can do so much more," he purred seductively, leaning closer to her with each word and fanning his warm breath onto her neck.
Raven froze; she didn't quite know what to do with herself and it was hard to think straight. Every fiber in her being was screaming at her to get away from the masked man, but something was keeping her there and she wasn't sure if it was just the neutralization of her powers.
"I'll give you anything you want-anything you could ever dream of...like this room for instance. All of it could be yours...just say you'll stay and work for me."
Suddenly, the dark bird's immobilization seemed to be at an end. She had finally come to her senses.
"And what if I refuse?" she asked softly. He was suddenly still again.
"You think I'm going to make you an ultimatum? Or maybe torture you in the basement until you comply? Threaten to blow up the city or destroy your friends or your home?"
"..." Raven looked away. For some odd reason, his words made her feel guilty. Why did she feel guilty?
"I am not going to force you." The Azarathian looked at him a bit forlornly. "I promise you that," he assured her. "One day, you'll come to me willingly..."
And that was the last thing she heard before she passed out again.
Titans Tower
Raven groaned quietly. Then abruptly sat up. 'My room? How did I get here? When did I get here? What happened?' The last thing she could remember was fighting with Slade and winding up on the ground. Then blacking out as Robin came to her rescue.
"Robin," she gasped. She had to let the others know she was alright. She glanced over at her old-fashioned clock. 10 PM it read. When did it get so late? Well, the others were probably still up. The dark girl rubbed her bleary eyes and exited her room. When she entered the Operations Room, the only person there was Cyborg, hunched over the computer, talking to what seemed to be the other Titans in his convenient built in earpiece. Going wireless and hands-free was one of the many benefits of being half robot.
"Cyborg?" she called. He stopped typing and turned to face her.
"Raven?" he asked in disbelief. "You're okay!" He pulled her into a tight hug.
"Can't...breathe..." she said in a strained voice.
"Oh, sorry, Rae," he apologized as he released her, taking in her rather disheveled appearance. Her hair was messy, as though she had been in a tussle of sorts. She looked paler than usual and her cloak was missing. "What happened to you?" he asked.
"I...don't know..."
Titans Tower Operations Room
"So, you don't remember anything?" Robin asked suspiciously.
The Titans were sitting at the large round table in the Operations Room. Robin was at the head and a freshly hooded Raven was seated at the other end. He was trying to get a recap of the mission after she went missing, but it wasn't going so well. Starfire was silent but wore a worried expression. She just wanted the questioning to be over with. Raven looked tired and needed some rest and for all Starfire knew, she was telling the truth. Cyborg was calm, but he knew Robin would not stop until he was satisfied. He knew something more went on than Raven was saying, but she did black out. She either didn't remember or she didn't want to. And Beast Boy he was just as annoyed as Robin seemed to be. He believed Raven and didn't think any further questioning was necessary. If anything did happen Raven would tell them when she was ready. But until then, he was ready to step in on her behalf at any moment to get Robin off her back.
"For the fourth time, no Robin, I don't," Raven replied in an emotionless voice.
"I still find that a little hard to believe. Then what do you remember?" he inquired in slightly irritated tone.
"I remember fighting with Slade and being knocked onto the ground. Then I heard the beginning of the fight with Slade, and then nothing."
"Slade kidnapped you, Raven. Surely you can recall that," he inquired, leaning toward her, accusingly. She looked alarmed for a split second.
"He, kidnapped me? How did I get back here?" she asked, slightly confused.
"Well, that's what we're trying to find out, isn't it?" Robin retorted, cocking his head to the side slightly.
"I just told you, I don't remember-any of it," she stated calmly. Then she looked the Boy Wonder directly in the eye. "Why is that just so difficult to process?"
"Cut the crap, Raven-" Robin begin, bracing himself on the table with his hands.
"That's enough, Robin," Cyborg interjected, right before Beast Boy could. "Let it go. I think Raven is telling the truth." Robin gave him a hard stare for a long minute.
"Fine."
"Thank you."
"But I want a blood test and a body scan done and the complete results in my hand in no more than 24 hours," the leader of the Titans demanded, looking straight at the other bird. "Meeting adjourned." He walked over to the automatic doors with his cape billowing about behind him. The other Titans rose from their seats, except Raven.
"I believe Friend Robin needs to sort out his priorities," Starfire said simply with a sad look on her face. Cyborg then placed a comforting hand on the alien's shoulder and she turned to him with a small smile.
"It's more than just his priorities," Beast Boy interrupted. "It's his whole agenda. We just got Raven back, we should be grateful. Celebrating, even. And maybe going out for pizza. Not making accusations. What is his problem?" He folded his arms impatiently.
"I think you already know the answer to that question," Cyborg answered in a serious tone. Beast Boy looked over at the hooded figure, who was still seated and was staring off into space at something unbeknownst to him.
"I'll be in my room," Raven announced suddenly in a low emotionless voice, without even looking in their direction. And with that she dismissed herself, and trod noiselessly to the doors and slid between them before they could open completely.
Beast Boy looked at Cyborg, as to ask for permission. "Go talk to her." Cyborg gave him a stern look. "She needs her friends right now," he added, putting a slight emphasis on the word friends.
Hallway Near Raven's Room
"Raven, wait up," Beast Boy called, speed-walking to catch up to her in the hallway. She stopped, but did not turn to face him.
"Yes?" she replied calmly.
"I just wanted to know," Beast Boy panted, trying to catch his breath. "How...you're doing after everything."
"I'm fine."
"Raven, you look awful. You really don't remember what happened to you, do you?" the changeling asked worriedly.
"I don't know...I only remembered fighting Slade and then...nothing..." she trailed off tonelessly.
"I'm just glad you're okay, Raven. That's all that's important to me," Beast Boy replied, placing a hand on her shoulder. She turned to face him slightly.
"Thank you, Beast Boy." She offered him a small hint of a smile. "Please tell Cyborg I'll be in the Med Lab in an hour." The green teen nodded. She turned on her heel and began walking away slowly.
Titan's Tower Medical Laboratory
"And, look over here for me," Cyborg instructed, while moving the check flashlight from her left temple to her right temple. "Good. Okay, Raven, you're all done." He walked over the computer and typing fervently. The printer came to life for a couple of minutes, printing about ten pages of data, most likely pertaining to her blood work and check up. The robotic titan retrieved them.
"Now, Raven, the consensus is-" he looked up for a second to see a certain spiky-haired teen waving him over through the glass window across the room. "I'll be right back." A minute later she saw the Cyborg motioning to the papers and reading something off of them. Robin looked furious and yelled something angrily in response. Then she saw a lot of inaudible shouting and exasperated and annoyed gesticulation, probably on her part. Finally, the automatic door opened again.
"Raven, your blood pressure and heart rate are showing signs of great stress and perhaps trauma. Your blood has traces of a serum that was used to neutralize your powers and ketamine, which was probably used to knock you out. Robin is strongly suggesting we keep you here tonight for observation," Cyborg said doing his best to keep most of the annoyance out of his voice.
"Do I have to?" she deadpanned, cocking a brow.
"Uhh..." Cyborg started. Suddenly the door to the lab opened.
"Yes, Raven, you do have to stay here overnight-that's an order." Robin interjected.
"Fine," she replied, exasperatedly. And with that and few magical words murmured under her breath, a large tome appeared in her hands. 'It's going to be a long night', she thought to herself. How, right she was.
Medical Laboratory 1 AM
Hours later, the dark bird (who was hooked up to a machine, much to her chagrin) was levitating above the standard, white sheets on the medical lab bed. Her book lay in a discarded heap on the floor. The spell-caster must have simply passed out from exhaustion.
Raven... The dark girl stirred. Raven...
"Mmm..." she murmured in response. 'Raven, think. You need to remember...Remember me, Raven.' Suddenly, the mage sat up in bed, startled, eyes open wide. Fragments of memories flashed before her eyes, before she could make sense of it. She gasped. Slade had kidnapped her, but why? What did he want? What was he planning? Raven thought back to weeks ago when he broke in. She heard his deep voice echoing in her head, 'You owe me. You'll come to me willingly.' What did that mean? Unless, he wasn't after anything.
Slade wanted her.
Thank you so much for reading this chapter! Please let me know what you would like to see in the next one, or in the story in general. I hope you liked it! I already have ideas for chapter 9 and other stories!
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