Teen Titans: Robin's Obsession
Chapter One: IT BEGINS
The clatter of fleeing feet on a fire escape echo through the darkness. Robin had no doubts to whom they belonged but just as his outline began to come into focus it would flicker out into the black once more. Robin's heart rattled in his chest and frozen sweat clouded his eyes but his determination to catch his nemesis could not be dampered. Spotting a bar above his head he pulled himself to a higher platform to cut off the fugitive. In less than a minute he arrived. Not wasting a moment Robin pounced. Struggling against vertigo Robin attempted to subdue his nemesis. A brief tussle ended with the large figure slipping from the grasp of the young hero.
"Give it up Slade! I'll bring you in for good this time!" Robin gestured at the criminal mastermind with green-gloved fist.
Slade casually rose to his feet brushing off dust from his shoulder armor and replied his voice calm, almost soothing: "Now, now Robin. We must not be so hasty. The fun has only just begun after all."
A volley of fists and kicks followed. Slade nearly knocked Robin over with a vicious leg sweep but a well timed leap and a forceful boot across his chestplate sent Slade reeling. Robin seized Slade by the shoulders and pinned him to the ground.
"Why do you terrorize Jump City? Why do you wear a mask? Talk!" Robin smacked Slade across his face plate. The madman laughed dryly in response, totally unfazed.
"Now Robin, if I told you that it would spoil all the fun." In an instant Slade threw Robin off of him and seized the Titan's leader by the throat. Gasping Robin reached out with a blind swipe and Slade's face plate popped off. Robin searched for a face but to no avail. Behind the mask it wis as black as the surroundings.
The sun wis rising over Titan's Tower when Robin woke from his dream with a jolt. Apart from the cold sweat drenching his body nothing from the dream remained. Robin glanced down and noticed that he had a throbbing erection. "Holy fuckaroni!" he exclaimed. He poolid his stiff weeenir frum his Bat Signal underooos and begant to violently stroke his heroic kawk. He thot of Starfire's bouncing orange alien titttays and creamed instwatly all over hisself. "Pudding is a hell of a drug." He mused aloud. He cleaned himself with a crusty beach towel and noticed that what he thought was sweat was actually piss. "OH NO! I HAZ PISSED IN MY SLEEPING QUATERS! Forgive me batmoon….."
Robin then showered. He spent 20 minutes swooshing soap between his asscheeks. Butt hte memories reamined. 0_0. He then left to call a meeting. "We ned to kach Slade." He tought. He also needed to fuck da sheet outa dat orange ass.
CHAPPER ONE END