The Blood Oath Chronicles
The Vampire Prophecy Saga
Chapter 1: The New Beginning
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans or any of the characters no matter how much I wish they did, Teen Titans belong to DC Comics. Originally inspired by "Scarlet Embrace" by Darkmoon Knight.
The sun shone over the entire city of Jump, bathing it in an orange glow that almost looked magical from the view of the roof of Titans Tower. The sun was beginning to set and it was something that Robin rarely had the time to watch and enjoy. Usually he and his team were too busy dealing with criminals in Jump City. Though it was a small city compared to others, the crime rate was surprisingly high, a lot of whack jobs seemed to be attracted to Jump City as well.
Though why they all seemed to come to Jump City, Robin had no idea. Perhaps because it was a overlooked small town in California and a good place to start off for criminals. Though things had been quiet ever since they had dealt with "The Brotherhood of Evil."
Robin sat at the edge of roof in his usual traffic light colored armor. His masked eyes looking over the city that his team sought to protect in the distance. A beautiful sight with the setting sun filling the sky and bathing the city in a golden glow. It was times like this that Robin felt most at peace with himself and the world.
The Titans had been together as a team for over six years now, Robin himself had hit twenty years old recently. Soon the Teen Titans wouldn't be able to call themselves 'teens' anymore. Their youngest member which happened to be Beastboy was eighteen now. Though they were still waiting for his mental age to catch up.
Robin grinned to himself and heard the roof door swing open. Robin turned around to see Starfire at the entrance, an innocent expression on her face.
"Hey Star, what's up?" Robin asked.
"I believe the sky is up friend Robin," Starfire answered.
"I guess that means you're having a good day then?" Robin questioned. Starfire floated up to Robin and looked at the sun that Robin had previously been gazing at.
"Yes, the weather has been most wondrous friend Robin!" Starfire answered happily.
Robin smiled slightly and felt Starfire looking at him questioningly. Robin knew he was being more distant than usual but he was usually more distant every year on this day. He doubted that anyone had noticed the pattern yet; at least he hoped that nobody had. The most likely person to spot it was Raven who was the most observant Titan besides himself of course.
"Friend Robin, is something wrong?" Starfire asked.
"No Star, everything's fine, just needed some time to think," Robin answered gently.
"Very well friend Robin, I shall leave you to your pondering," Starfire answered and flew back into the Tower.
Robin sighed a few seconds after Starfire left and looked back towards the sky, wondering why it looked like such a happy setting on such a day. The anniversary of his family's murder, one that he could have stopped but failed. Today was the twelfth anniversary of his family's death. He would have to remember to visit the graveyard today, like he did every night on this day. It was a tradition that Robin had ever since it had happened. Sometimes the Titans wondered where he went without so much as a goodbye on those days when they came.
They did try and probe but Robin gave them nothing, the only one who seemed to mind their business was Raven and he was grateful for that. Raven knew when Robin wanted to keep to himself, when he didn't want company, he was always grateful for that.
Robin climbed to his feet and took one last glance at the sun as it began to disappear in the horizon and night began to approach. It was approaching the usual time that he took off for the graveyard to see his parents and siblings. He'd need to make one more stop on the way to the graveyard which was right on the outskirts of Jump City.
'Well, here I go again' Robin thought to himself and opened the door which led down into Titans Tower. He walked silently down the steps which led to the top floor of Titans Tower; it was also the floor which his room and Raven's room resided.
They had been the first two original members of the team and decided to locate their rooms on the same floor for security reasons. Robin reached the corridor and brushed by Raven who was heading for the roof but stopped as Robin walked by.
"Going out again?" Raven questioned.
Robin stopped and turned to face Raven with a blank expression on his face. Robin began to wonder if Raven knew more than she let on about his life.
"What makes you say that?" Robin asked.
"You always go out during the evening on this date," Raven answered calmly. An almost knowing expression was on her face. Robin could even see the curve of a small yet barely noticeable smirk on her pale smooth lips.
"Been keeping track have you," Robin stated.
"I'm not going to pry," Raven answered. "Just thought I'd let you know I'm here if you need to talk."
Robin smiled gently and placed a hand on her shoulder, he felt her stiffen slightly under his touch and he calmly removed his hand. Raven probably didn't feel too comfortable with anyone touching her, even a friend of six years.
"Thanks Raven, I appreciate it," Robin answered. "One day I may tell you and the others where I go but right now I don't feel ready."
Raven nodded. A small smile on her lips as she turned away and began making her way to the rooftop presumably for meditation. Robin had noticed that her emotional control had been improving drastically lately. Robin watched her disappear around the corner and turned around himself and began making his way to his room.
Robin typed in the number combination to his door and heard the faint hum of machinery kick in as the door slid open. The room was dimly lit like usual and the black silk quilt on his bed was impeccably well made. There was a lone window with thick heavy curtains draped over them, a lone bedside table stood next to his bed with a single cardboard box on it. Robin walked to his bed and sat down, picking up the box from his bedside table.
Robin ran his hand over the box and opened the box. Inside were two items, a bundle of roses and a family pendant that he only wore on the anniversary. Robin picked up the pendant and opened it, revealing a family photo. His parents stood at the back of the photo with Robin and his twin brother at the front.
His older sister wrapping her arms around both he and his brother, Michael. He and his brother had been inseparable as children but those days were long gone now. All that remained of his family was a bastard uncle, a pathetic excuse for a human being. Robin felt a lone tear trail down his cheek and absentmindedly brushed it away. The last words of his uncle echoed through his mind, "weak emotional child."
"Weak," Robin muttered and moments later gently picked up the red and white roses from the box and placed them on the bed besides him. Robin placed the pendant around his neck and took a deep calming breath. Today of all days was the worst day to breakdown from the scars of his childhood.
Robin climbed to his feet with the bundle of roses in one hand and left his room, the door closing silently behind him. Robin made his way to the elevator across the hall and pressed the call button. Seconds later the doors opened and he stepped inside, the door began to close but Raven stopped the door from closing and stepped inside. Raven stood at the other end of the elevator and Robin could tell that she was curious about the roses. It was obvious with the curious way that she was eying them but not wanting to be rude said nothing.
"You can ask if you want," Robin stated calmly as he leaned against the wall of the elevator.
"What are the roses for?" She asked. "Somebody you're seeing perhaps."
"No nothing like that, I'll tell you all one day hopefully," Robin answered.
"You said I could ask," Raven stated bluntly. A questioning look on her face at what Robin was playing at this time. He became so distant on this exact day every year and to be honest it worried her. Not even Star seemed capable of cheering him up when the day came.
"Well, I didn't say I'd actually tell you what they're for now did," Robin stated with an empty smile on his face as the elevator door opened. Robin stepped into the corridor that lead to the commons room, the room where the Titans spent the majority of their free time.
Raven followed Robin down to the commons room and sat down on the large sofa. Robin's gaze swept across the entire room, Beastboy and Cyborg were mindlessly playing on the GameStation which was hooked up to the large TV screen on the wall. Ungodly noises came from the kitchen which indicated that Starfire was cooking up another one of her awful puddings.
"I'm going out tonight," Robin called out. "Don't wait up for me."
"Sure dude, enjoy the night out," Beastboy answered.
'That's not very likely to happen' Robin thought and silently left the room, not knowing Raven was watching the Boy Wonder leave.
'I can feel such sadness from him but it's numb' Raven thought. 'Like he's been dealing with this pain for many years now'
Robin entered the garage and climbed onto his R-Cycle and revved the engine a few times for good measure. The garage door automatically opened, something Cyborg had built, it would detect whenever a vehicle was approaching the door. It was useful since it had very quick reaction times so if they needed to leave in a hurry there was no problem.
Robin drove out of the garage and down the single bridge that connected Jump City with the island that Titans Tower resided on. Robin sped down the empty bridge at breakneck speeds, not worrying about crashing into other vehicles. Robin drove through the city at almost blinding speeds, dodging traffic as if he had been doing it for years, which he had in fact. When you worked with someone like Batman, high speed chases become a daily thing.
It was only a few minutes before the tall skyscrapers and business blocks began to thin out, leaving suburban homes and small residential shops to fill the streets. He was nearing the outskirts of the city now; the urban centre was right near the edge of the city.
The sky was getting pretty dawn now. It was a very dark blue color, almost back. The street lights soon began to spread out, making the landscape darker and harder to see. Robin swerved around the next corner which led right out of the city and towards the mountains that resided right next to Jump City. He continued to swerve around the turns and corners with ease despite the high speed he was travelling at and soon he went off the road and onto a dirt trail.
The R-Cycle bounced occasionally as he sped over the dirt trail and soon came to a stop several feet away from a cliff edge. Robin stepped off the bike and stepped towards the cliff, stopping when he was right at the edge. Robin closed his eyes and took a shaky breath. Every night on the anniversary he came here before heading to the graveyard.
Robin sat down on the dirt and took another deep breath, sighing as he breathed out. It was here that his pain began. No, his family hadn't died here but the last of his childhood had. It had happened four months after his family passed away. Four months after being taken in by his last living relative, his uncle who he had only heard about from his parents. The authorities sent him to his uncle, not knowing who his uncle really was. Robin looked up at the sky and clearly remembered what had happened that night twelve years ago. How it had scarred him.
(Flashback)
An eight year old Robin sat at the edge of the cliff, bawling his eyes out, not caring if anyone saw him. It had been four months since he lost everyone close to him. He still saw his family falling to their death, their horrified expressions as they fell. Their screams, that fall seemed to last forever when it fact it had only lasted seconds.
He had fallen with them, only had fallen wide from the trapeze and landed in a vat of water. He'd still taken a knock to the head, splitting the back of his head open. He remembered being pulled out of the water by the resident strongman. He saw his parent's motionless bodies. His older sister lay not to fair away motionless the same as his parents. He couldn't spot his twin brother Michael but the performance ring was crowded with onlookers. Some of the circus staff tried to push them back but everyone was panicked and it was difficult to make sense of things.
Robin remembered screaming, calling for his parents to wake up. He tried running to their bodies but the strongman kept him restrained without trying to hurt him. He remembered the strongman trying to reassure him but he couldn't remember what he said, he was too panicked.
The young Robin broke out of his musings and sniffled slightly. The nightmares wouldn't leave him alone and they left him in tears every time. Robin heard footsteps behind him. The graceful and almost silent footsteps gave away who it was.
Robin sniffled and turned around seeing his Uncle looking down at him with distain, perhaps even disgust at his sniffling. His uncle looked down at him coldly and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, yanking him to his feet, not caring if he hurt Robin. Robin tried to push away but his uncle held a strong painful grip around the back of his neck.
"Pathetic child, what will it take to stop this sniffling," the cold voice of his uncle spoke.
Tears continued to fall from Robin's eyes and only worsened at the sound of his uncle's harsh and cruel words. A low growl of anger left his uncles throat and he released Robin's neck. Robin almost fell to his feet from the sudden release but managed to hold his footing. His uncle them backhanded him across the face and sent him sprawling into the dirt.
"You refuse to do as I say," his uncle spoke. "Perhaps you are useless after all; useless things need to be disposed of."
His uncle grabbed him by the neck again, easily lifting him off the ground and off his feet with his superior strength. Slade stepped to the edge of the cliff and dangled Robin over the edge, a cold expression on his face.
"Please don't, I'll behave!" the young Robin cried out fearfully.
Lightning flashed from the black cloudy sky, lighting up the entire area for a few brief seconds. Slade dangled him over the edge and his grip loosened slightly. Slade, his own uncle was about to drop him over the cliff. Robin looked down at the cliff. He couldn't see the bottom, meaning it was very deep and would likely kill him. Robin brought his gaze back to his uncle, a pleading look on his face.
"Weak emotional child," Slade coldly spoke. A second later Slade dropped him and Robin fell into over the edge. He watched Slade disappear from the edge of the cliff, walking away from him.
Robin repeatedly crashed against the cliff wall, its jagged edge ripping into his fragile body. Robin tried grabbing onto the edge but only ended up cutting his own hands open. Robin screamed in pain as he felt a jagged rock slice through the back of his lower left leg.
As Robin fell, he saw a large jagged rock formation jutting out from the wall and he was heading right for it. Robin closed his eyes as he felt it rip through the skin of his chest, starting at the collarbone in a diagonal downwards motion to his left hip.
Robin's screams slowly began to die out. He couldn't seem to summon the strength anymore to scream that loud. He could feel a coldness running through his body as he continued to fall. Robin weakly opened his eyes as his body crashed into the cliff wall again and began tumbling down it. Seconds later his small body slammed down onto the stone surface. The last few seconds against the cliff wall slowing his descent enough not to kill him instantly.
Robin looked up, feeling a foreign emotion running through him and it felt good. The hate and anger giving him a last burst of strength as he began crawling across the ground, leaving a trail of blood behind him. The strength didn't last however and he felt his vision fade to black.
(End Flashback)
Robin opened his eyes and took off his gloves, looking down at the scars that littered the palms of his hands. He clenched his hand as an angered expression came upon his face. He never forgot that night, the one that had continued to haunt him today. He'd never told the Titans that he was related to Slade, he didn't want to either. As far as he was concerned Slade was just another criminal, one that he hated with a passion.
Robin pulled his green gloves back on and ran a hand through his silky black spiky hair. Robin climbed to his feet and walked back to his R-Cycle. Climbing onto it he took one last look at the cliff and revved the engine, speeding away towards the graveyard.
His team had always wondered why he seemed so obsessed with Slade. He never told them his reasons despite their continued questioning. It didn't matter anymore, Slade was gone. He'd left Jump City, hopefully for good after the incident with Trigon and his attempt to end the world. That incident had opened his eyes to the supernatural.
Demons existed. he'd been to hell and back, though he had expected Demons to be tougher than what he had thought. Raven had explained that they were low class demons and easily killed. He remembered asking if there were other supernatural creatures but Raven didn't seem to have an answer for him. He was nearing the graveyard now. He could see it right at the end of the road. The Graveyard sat right outside the city due to its size and trouble finding room for it inside the city. Robin pulled over in front of the entrance and cut the engine.
"Here I am again," Robin spoke softly and climbed off his bike.
Robin opened the metal barred gates of the cemetery and walked inside. Rows upon rows of graves filled the cemetery with a chapel located right at the end of the cemetery. It was small but large enough for its purpose seeing as hardly anyone came here. Robin navigated his way through the gravestones knowing exactly where the four graves of his family were. Robin soon came to a stop and looked at the four graves in front of him. The two centre graves were for his parents while the one on the far left was his older sister.
The one to his far right was Michael, his twin brother. His grave was the only one without a body; they had originally declared him missing but a year after his disappearance. They gave up and declared him dead. Setting up a grave right next to his family.
Robin knelt down and placed two roses in front of each grave, one red and one white. A sad smile on Robin's face as he placed a hand on his mother's grave. The cold feeling of the marble at his fingertips sent a slight shiver through his body.
"I miss you," Robin whispered. "I miss all of you so badly."
"How touching," a familiar voice spoke.
Robin looked to his right and saw Slade standing several feet away from him. His pose unthreatening with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Still a weak emotional child I see," Slade mocked.
"What are you doing here? I thought we told you never to come back!" Robin hissed.
"Did you actually expect me to keep that promise?" Slade asked mockingly. "Foolish boy."
Robin climbed to his feet, not wanting to be on his knees if Slade decided to attack him. Robin looked down at the graves in front of him but made sure to keep Slade in his sight. It would be a very bad idea to take his eyes off him completely.
"So how is the family doing," Slade mocked. "Still dead I hope."
Robin clenched his fists and tried to ignore Slade's mocking words. Tried to ignore his skilled taunting that never seemed to stop. Robin could feel the hate he'd carried with him since childhood bubble up within him. Trying to break out, trying to find release but Robin wouldn't allow it. His training with Batman gave him control over his anger, had shown him that anger was useless unless controlled. That anger was a great weapon but unless controlled it would consume you.
"They were your family too Slade," Robin answered.
"My dear boy, I couldn't care less if they were still alive today," Slade stated with an amused tone.
Robin felt something inside him snap and he lunged at Slade, roaring with anger. Slade effortlessly stepped out of the way of Robin's spin kick and flipped over a nearby grave. He moved silently almost like a ghost. Robin bounded over the grave with incredible speed and landed a punch to the side of Slade's face.
"Impressive, you've improved since I've been away," Slade stated amusingly.
Robin threw a left right combo but Slade ducked out of the way and landed a vicious blow to Robin's stomach and dropped to his knees. Robin swept his feet out but Slade leapt back.
"But I'm still the better fighter," Slade mocked. Robin climbed to his feet and rushed at Slade who merely raised his fists as Robin quickly gained ground on him. Slade attacked with a sidekick but Robin ducked to the side and landed a hook to Slade's face. He instantly countered with his own hook punch which knocked Robin off his feet.
(Jump City – Commercial Zone)
Mammoth grinned as he hauled two large bags of cash over his shoulder. The security at this bank was pathetic. Only four security guards with pistols who were easily dealt with. Gizmo was nearby typing into the bank computer in an attempt to gain access to the main vault. Hive needed funding after all and what better way than the regular donation from the local bank.
"Ha, this gig is getting way too easy," Mammoth bellowed excitedly.
"Cool it!" Jinx spat. "The Titans might show up, don't get cocky!"
The other two merely rolled their eyes and Jinx stayed on the lookout for the Titans. They showed up every single time so what should make anything different this time. Since Mammoth had definitely tripped the silent alarm earlier.
A black shroud of energy suddenly surrounded Mammoth and Gizmo and sent them hurtling into the nearby wall. A blue beam of sonic energy suddenly came hurtling towards her but Jinx quickly flipped out of the way and sent a wave of pink energy at Cyborg. Cyborg was sent stumbling but Starfire caught him while Beastboy charged towards Jinx in the form of a Bull.
Mammoth roared somewhere in the background and charged Cyborg, the two of them quickly went into a grappling match.
Jinx quickly leapt over Beastboy and sent a wave of pink energy at the ceiling above Beastboy which sent several chunks falling on top of him. Jinx giggled and decided now would be a good time to run for it but she turned to find Raven standing in her way.
"You're not going anywhere," Raven stated bluntly.
A black shroud of energy wrapped itself around Jinx and knocked her against the wall. Several bolts of green energy shot past her and collided with Gizmo who was now out cold against the wall behind Raven. Cyborg was sent crashing against the wall and Mammoth was on him in an instant. Luckily Beastboy came to save the day and in Bull form knocked Mammoth away from Cyborg. Mammoth charged towards the two boys but Cyborg shot a blue wave of sonic energy which knocked the large behemoth out cold.
Sirens outside told the Titans that the police had arrived. Typical as usual that they arrive as soon as the criminals had been dealt with. Sometimes Raven thought that they actually waited until the Titans had done the job so that they would only have to pick the criminals up.
Raven kept Jinx completely restrained by the energy and the police came charging in, placing special cuffs on Jinx that entirely covered and restrained Jinx's hands so that she couldn't use her powers. They took Gizmo's equipment from him and cuffed him and they completely restrained Mammoth with a new type of straightjacket.
"Yo, anyone got any idea where Robin was when all this was happening?" Cyborg asked.
All Cyborg received were shrugs or a shaking head. Sometimes Cyborg wished that their fearless leader would put a little more faith in them at times. Sure Robin was a great friend but they'd been Titans for over five years, six years for Raven. Yet he hadn't told them anything about himself. Sure they'd tried snooping and doing background checks on him but they all came up with dead ends. They even looked through Robin's personal profile which was surprisingly empty. They couldn't even find a date of birth, all they got was his training with Batman.
Unfortunately that was public knowledge; Robin was one great big mystery that they knew nothing about though Raven may know something. Robin had known her longer and Raven was the type that wouldn't give away someone else's secrets.
A beeping brought Cyborg out of his thoughts and he brought out his Titans Communicator. It was flashing red…Robin was in trouble. The distress signal had been activated and it was coming from outside the city.
(Jump City Outskirts – Graveyard)
Robin dropped to his knees breathing heavily and looked up at his opponent. He could tell that Slade was slightly out of breath but nowhere near his condition. Robin pulled himself to his feet and stood defiantly before Slade. Robin grasped his Bo-Staff and twirled it expertly between his fingers. Robin shot forward and swung the staff at Slade's side.
Slade blocked the attack with his own Bo-Staff and the two warriors pushed against each other for a few seconds. Trying to best each other with raw strength instead of the usual grace of fighting technique that usually determined their battles.
"Foolish boy," Slade mocked. "Do you really think you can beat me?"
Slade then brought a knee up to Robin's ribs and knocked him back. Slade then swung his Bo-Staff and caught Robin across the face. Robin felt the side of his face split open and the attack knocked him into a nearby grave. Robin brought a gloved hand to his face and rubbed his cheek. Robin looked down at his hand and spotted the dark blood on his glove.
"See Robin," Slade stated. "I'll always be the better of us; I never did finish training you after all."
Robin spat the blood from his mouth and crouched into his defensive stance. He quickly pressed a button on his belt that would send a distress signal to the Titans. As much as he wanted to fight Slade alone. He had a feeling that he would be needed help and soon. Slade obviously held the advantage in this fight now and Robin could tell that he couldn't keep fighting like this for much longer.
Robin shot at Slade, spinning the staff in his hands wildly and Slade brought his own staff level to his chest and prepared for the attack. The Bo-Staff's clashed so harshly that sparks erupted between the two colliding pieces of metal.
Robin pushed Slade away with a thrust kick and caught Slade in the ribs with his Bo-Staff. Slade stepped back holding his ribs in pain and looked up at Robin. Robin swung, aiming for the final blow towards Slade's temple. Slade moved forward grabbing Robin's staff in mid-swing and Robin quickly ended up with an elbow to his wounded cheek. Splitting the gash open even more and sent Robin stumbling back holding his cheek protectively.
Slade threw Robin's Bo-Staff to the side and picked up his own and swung it lazily between his fingers as he approached the winded Boy Wonder. Slade pressed a button on the grip of his Bo-Staff and a spear like edge came out of both ends of the staff.
"I believe our rivalry comes to an end tonight Robin," Slade stated and with incredible speed swung his staff at Robin. The speared edge tearing through his uniform but missed the skin. Robin was quickly on the defensive as Slade swung the staff at lightning speeds. Robin ducked below another swing but Slade quickly spun round with a roundhouse kick that caught Robin across the face.
The kick hit him with enough force to floor him and Robin lay there stunned slightly from the powerful kick Slade had just given him. An unfamiliar weight pressed down on his stomach and Robin looked to see an armored boot pressing down upon him. Slade kept enough weight on him to keep him from moving but not enough to actually hurt him,
Slade smirked from behind his mask and raised the speared Bo-Staff and drove it down into Robin's chest. Straight through the torso and very close to his heart. Robin screamed in pain and felt blood rising in his throat and resisted the urge to cough.
"It's unfortunate that things ended this way," Slade stated. "You could have been so much more."
Slade them stepped away from Robin and began to walk away leaving Robin in the dark cemetery. Dying and alone just like Slade had done before twelve years ago. Only this time Robin doubted he would survive like he had then. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to cheat death this time. He could already feel the cold grip it had on his body. His limbs began to grow numb and Robin felt something patter again his bloodstained face.
It had begun raining and it was slowly getting heavier. The rain oddly felt nice against his skin and Robin looked down at the gaping wound in his chest. Slade had removed the spear to ensure that he bled to death before anyone found him.
It was then that he heard footsteps again only they sounded far to light to be adult feet. Robin looked around and saw a blond haired man wearing black clothes. His shoulder length blond hair almost seemed to glow in the night. His hands stuffed into his pockets and his blond hair covering his eyes. Something seemed different about the man. He looked just like any other but the way he moved so silently and he just seemed to appear from the darkness. His moves were graceful and silent. Robin couldn't even hear the grass crunch beneath his feet.
The blond haired man stopped and looked down at Robin. Paying extra attention to the blood and the sound of the thump of his heartbeat. The beat was beginning to slow; this young man only had a little time left before death came for him.
The blond haired man kneeled down and gingerly touched the wound on his torso. Robin hissed in pain and tried to smack his hand away but couldn't find the strength to move his arm.
"You don't have long left," the man spoke gently. "The wound is too severe to heal. It has severed one of your hearts major arteries."
"How c…can you know that," Robin stuttered.
"I've had a lot of experience," the man answered.
"Is there no way to save me?" Robin asked.
"No way for a human to save you I'm afraid Robin," the blond haired man stated sadly.
"How do you know who I am?" Robin asked.
"Robin of the Teen Titans. Who doesn't know you," the man answered. "I start making my way back to Paris and this happens."
The man leaned down to Robin's wound and deeply inhaled through his nose. A pleased smile spread across his lips. The smell in the blood was invigorating and so tempting. Robin was definitely a treat in his own league. He'd never smelt blood that smelt so tempting and pure. He took another deep smell of the blood and noticed something else in the smell.
That telltale sign of the enzyme in the blood that allowed one to be turned. Robin could be saved but the question was, would Robin want to be saved.
"I can save you from it Robin," the man spoke softly in a comforting and friendly manner.
"You won't have to die tonight," He spoke in that same comforting tone. "If you accept this you can live forever…if you play your cards right of course."
"I'll live…how?" Robin asked. Though the man seemed genuinely kind and caring, there was something off about the man. He had said that no human could save him and the way he started smelling his wound had honestly been a little creepy.
"By becoming something not human," the man spoke softly. "There are downsides but the benefits are so great."
"P…please…do it!" Robin hissed and the man nodded and brushed the blond hair from his eyes. Blood red predatory eyes looked down at Robin but he didn't feel like he was in danger. Though this man was obviously something else, he felt safe. He looked to be only a few years older than Robin himself but he spoke differently than most men his age.
"This may hurt a little," the man spoke softly and brought his mouth down to Robin's exposed neck. He felt something sharp touch his neck and pierce the skin. Robin groaned slightly and seconds later the man pulled away. The man brought an arm up and pulled back the sleeve exposing the pale skin of his arm. The man brought his hand to his arm and Robin's eyes widened when he saw the nails elongate and slash at his wrist.
Blood dripped from the man's wrist and onto Robin's lips. The blood tasted different than it should have. There was no coppery taste and in fact tasted kind of sweet. As the blood continued to drip into Robin's mouth, he felt the man's other hand on the back of his head bringing his bleeding wrist down to Robin's mouth.
"That's it," the man spoke gently. "Drink as much as you can."
Robin suckled on the wrist trying to draw as much blood out as possible. He had never imagined drinking blood in his entire life yet this felt kind of intimate somehow. Not in the kind of way between lovers but as in trust.
Robin then felt a sharp pang of pain in his chest which caused him to push away from the man embracing him. Robin squirmed on the ground and the man rose to his feet silently looking down at Robin. He saw the wounds begin to close up. The gash on his face healed within seconds and his skin began to turn an almost ghostly white color.
"Don't worry," the man spoke as he kneeled down next to Robin. "This is how it's meant to happen."
Robin's squirming slowly stopped and he no longer heard a heartbeat coming from Robin. He watched the stab wound near his heart close up and the skin smoothened. Not even a scar remained with any indications of fighting except for the tears in his clothes.
"Looks like returning to Paris might have to wait for a while," the man spoke softly and lifted Robin into his arms with ease. He could feel the changes slowly taking place inside Robin and by tomorrow night he would be one of them. He would be reborn faster and more powerful than ever.
"All these centuries I've lived and this is the first time I've turned a human" he spoke softly and walked towards the entrance of the cemetery.
He could already hear his teammates approaching in the distance. The roar of a heavily customized engine and the sound of something flying through the air. A shroud of energy appeared in front of him and Raven floated out from the black energy.
"Hand him over now!" Raven hissed with an aggressive tone.
"Of course," the man answered in a friendly tone. "Your friend's had quite a day."
The man gently placed Robin on the ground at Raven's feet and she knelt down and began looking Robin over. The torn clothes were an obvious sign that he'd been fighting but there were no wounds or bruises that she could see. His skin was also incredibly pale and had lost it's healthy looking tan that it held earlier today.
"What've you done to him?!" Raven demanded.
"What I had to do to save him," the man answered sadly. "He was dying from a wound no doctor could have healed in time to save him."
Raven knelt down and looked at Robin's masked face and felt for a pulse and found none. Panic rose up and Raven quickly pressed her ear to Robin's chest but couldn't hear or feel his heartbeat either.
"He's dead!" Raven screamed.
"Not quite I'm afraid, he's just going through a transformation," he answered calmly.
Raven sent a questioning look at this man who stood before her and looked back down at Robin, seeing no sign of life in him.
"Take him home," the man whispered as he kneeled down in front of her. "Take him home and have him looked after…preferably somewhere dark."
The man got to his feet and began walking away with his hands in his pockets. There was a flash of what looked like fire and he disappeared before her eyes. Raven was in disbelief at what she saw, a man just had fire burst around him and disappear. Raven looked back down at Robin who she had pulled into her lap and hoped Robin would be alright.
"Don't worry Robin," Raven whispered. "I'll take care of you."
Robin had done all he could to save her once and Raven wouldn't let him go without doing the same for him.
Authors Notes: Well there you go. The first chapter of many to come of my revised version of The Blood Oath Chronicles. I'm really not happy with how my earlier chapters are anymore so I'll be completely rewriting them. Later chapters won't be rewritten so I'll be making sure that the revised chapters still fit in with the later ones.
Anyway, all you readers out there. Don't forget to review as they are what keep the chapters coming. No reviews means slow updates. So reviews on what they think of the completely redone first chapter would be nice, hope you enjoy it. Looking forward to reading your thoughts on it.