AN: Yeeah, I know. Yet another YJanonmeme thingy where the prompter requested Kaldur go insane in some fashion. I kinda..sorta did it. It's one of my earlier Kaldur fics. Anyway- it's also unfinished *Hoping to finish it and others here too.* Hoping my later fics on him will be better. *scratches head* Ok, so I';m slightly crazy about him and his various shippable pairings.
Triggers: General Mind fucky-ness and lots of owies.
disclaimer: *Points to the title of the site.* Really, does it have to be said? Really?
Day 1
Gasping, he woke with a start, body humming with tension when he became aware of pain that coursed through his entire body. It hurt to move, but he could do it. He looks around and found himself in a room.
Breathing slowly, Kaldur tries to remember how he had gotten in this room, but found his memory wasn't as good as he would like. He reaches back, even though he knows his water bearers are missing. The comfortable weight of them were gone.
His lips thin before he sat back on the bare floor of his prison. It was dry and made of concrete- so he thinks. There really wasn't a way out form what he could see, but he knew he would have to make due for now. He stares at the walls, as if they could tell him something, trying to discern what had happened to him and his teammates.
He closes his eyes as the memory became less hazy and more sharp.
The mission had gone well enough for the time being, but towards the end, that's where disaster laid. They had been attacked, suddenly, by an enemy they knew nothing about. They were failing, his teammates were getting injured even as he made the call for retreat.
There was only one way, but they didn't all have time to make it. Kaldur took it upon himself to make the time when he turned to face the soldiers that were attacking.
"Go!" He orders.
"But, what about you?" Superboy was reluctant to leave even as he carries an injured Robin in his arms.
Kaldur whips the magically altered water at them before he answers him, "I said Go! I will be fine. Robin and the others need help." He turns back, gripping the handles of the bearers as they became blades. "I'll catch up with you later. "
Superboy hesitates before his back was pelted with bullets, making him hold the fragile body closer against him as he turned to run away. Leaving Kaldur to this.
He opens his eyes, realizing he remembers nothing else from that. Then a sound of something moving and he looks up. A hole, a small one, had opened up in the wall. Kaldur's light eyes flickered from that to the other walls, suddenly wary of what could be there.
A plastic cup of water and a bowl were pushed into the room with the tiny door shutting behind them. Kaldur looks wary at the food but decides to take the water. Maybe he could do something with it?
For the time being, he takes the water, his parched throat relieved at the feel of something wet and cool. Before he knew it, he had drunken more than half. That was fine, he only needed this much to make it work. So he sits back and waits.