Title: Remembering
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Evil does exist in the world…
Warning: Slash and rape, although vague. If you don't like it why did you ignore the warning in the summary? All others, read on.
Summary: Robin remembers what really happened when his apprenticeship ended. Why Slade was so easily beaten. Why his life will never be the same. Warning: Dark Slash
Robin remembered, Robin would always remember, his apprenticeship to one of the most terrible super-villains to ever enter Jump City. He remembered the pain, the torment, the…training.
He remembered their victory that night oh so long ago. He remembers with a painful twist of his gut, later that night his confession to Starfire. Of how similar and yet different the two of them were.
He remembered Slade parting words, another day, Robin. Another day. But the man-no, the monster had lied. It wasn't another day, it was the same one.
Later, after the celebration, and after his friends had seen him enter the supposed safety of his room in Titan's Tower, he remembers Slade… waiting for him.
He remembered his velvety words, he remembered his pain as his shoulder was wrench behind his back, he remembered Slade's hands possessive and undeniable, moving across his body.
He remembered it as if it was the first time Slade had do it to him. Like the first time Slade had stripped away his clothing, stripped away his dignity, stripped away…his very innocence. Shattering it with the first thrust, the first forced entry.
But it wasn't the first time. It wasn't even the second or the third. It was the millionth time, it was the billionth time; it was as if his existence had been reduce to those times. Those many many times that Slade had done it. Raped him.
Raped him until this reality held nothing but pain and living nightmare. Raped him until all light seemed to bleed red with the pain of it. Every breath seemed filled with the humiliation of it. Every scent, his scent. Every outcry, his pleasure. Every tear, his victory. Raped him until the dark embrace of oblivion was the only escape. But oblivion doesn't matter when you have the devil as your master…
Waking shivering and reduced again to what Slade had wanted of him, he understood, Slade's words providing certainty. He had granted him his freedom but in it laid the trap.
He had given the Titans their victory, their moment of celebration. He had allowed it because now he had the Robin. Had him twisted and caged in his own chosen life of friendship and heroes.
He'd give anything for his friends, anything to protect them. And he'd give it again and again. Every night for the rest of his life. Cy hadn't gotten rid of the probes, he had deactivated them. Slade no long needed them to control his friends because now the bird knew his value, he knew his place, he knew what he was.
He was Slade's.
A/N - Ok this was my first attempt at Slash. I know its vague but I kinda like it that way. I can't do chaptered Slash fics so I will not even attempt that, but if I get hit with the sudden desire to write I have no idea what will come out. I know it's short but I hoped you enjoyed it anyway. Review if you can or if you want to.
Later, D/2