AN: I am so glad that this story got such a positive response! I was hoping it would draw some attention. Thank you so much for the reviews, and here's chapter two.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story line.

Warning: This chapter mentions abuse and rape, but not from who you think...

Nemesis

Ch. 2: What Really Happened That Night

He was not afraid. He wasn't. ...Was he?

He felt his heart pick up the pace when Slade was near. Slade just had this type of effect on the boy. And Robin didn't like it, nor did he know why. But he just felt this way. And Slade was just a scary guy. But Robin didn't have time to worry about his feelings. His temper was rising fast. He wanted answers.

"What do you want with me! Where am I?" Robin practically demanded Slade. He wanted Slade to answer him. Even though usually Slade wouldn't answer to him. But Robin needed answers at this point. And there was still pain in his aching body, and he was starting to get a massive migraine. Slade chuckled softly. Robin didn't like when Slade laughed at all. It sounded mocking to him. And it just downright creepy.

"Patience, Boy." Slade chasted at him. Robin glared.

"But, Robin, since you're so eager,... at this point, I don't want anything from you, dear boy." Slade began, frustrating Robin with such a vague response. Robin cut him off.

"Then why the hell do you have me tied up!" Robin asked furiously. Slade narrowed his eye at him.

"You didn't let me finish. You're so impatient. Well, secondly, your at my headquarters in the infirmary." He looked at Robin for a second. The boy looked a little confused, the emotion he clearly could not hide. Slade continued to look at him.

"...You really don't remember what happened, do you?" Slade asked quirking a brow. Surprised that Robin would forget this. Robin looked more confused than ever. If Slade didn't intend to harm him, and had him in an infirmary,...what the fuck happened?

"What? What happened!" Robin asked angrily at not knowing what was going on. Slade leaned back in his chair and sighed.

"You really want to know? Well, I could say it's a long story, but it's really not, So I suppose I'll tell you. It started when I was out on patrol. Not patrol really, just a walk through the city. I heard screaming coming from an alley. When I walked over I saw a group of older teenagers huddled together, apparently doing something or other. I stepped closer to see that they were engaged in beating someone up. I knew the match wasn't exactly even and I heard cries of pain and struggle and knew they weren't from an adult. I saw some red and green in the mix on the ground, and then I saw you, Robin. You were the victim..." Robin's eyes widened considerably and he tried to remember.

"...Since it wasn't a fair fight, and you were getting hurt pretty badly, I decided to break it up. I always carry my costume with me and that alone scared the cowards away easily. You were left on the ground, unconscious. Bones looked broken, bruises were visible, and your clothes were ripped. And it had begun to snow lightly. I had,…pity, for you, so I took you home and got to work on your wounds. I'm not just a heartless villain all the time, you know." Slade said smoothly, quietly. Pulling off the saying of his good deeds pretty well for a villain. But Slade wasn't done and Robin was starting to remember everything and was speechless.

"I put straps on you so that you wouldn't run and hurt yourself out of fear when you found yourself here. Your injuries were...extensive." Slade finished, ending on a serious note. His head leaned on his clasped hands on the arms of the chair, staying in that position the whole conversation. Robin started to shiver slightly from the memories. Even Slade had sympathy for him. He looked at Slade with wide, confused eyes. And Robin couldn't get over how...casual Slade was acting. Pity was pity, but...

Well, what he also couldn't get over was the fact that he now remembered everything vividly from last night. Thanks to Slade's interpretation.

He remembered going out that night on patrol when a group of six to eight big older teenagers ambushed him and started attacking. Robin got a few hits in, but since he was caught off guard and was a little too confident in his abilities, they eventually caught him. There was too many to fight off once they were on him, holding him down from all sides. There was no escape.

The fight wasn't fair as Slade had said. And from then on, it just went downhill. They proceeded to beat the hell out of him, thinking he was the symbol of authority and their oppression. Punches and kicks came out of all directions. He didn't have a chance now.

But it was then that they knew they had done it and knew that they had taken Robin down. It was then that they got cocky with themselves. And decided to take it a level further. They started to, touch him while he struggled with all his might to free himself. He was after all, only a human, and a human a lot smaller than all of those people. More punches were thrown. One of them got bolder and actually went through with the lowest humiliation possible to down right beat the young hero. That guy raped him. In front of everyone else, while Robin was too weak to stop it. And Robin would guess that Slade caught them right after that guy was done. It was then that someone gave him a hard blow to the head and it knocked him out. I guess temporarily taking his memory in the process.

Robin remembered everything as tears started to form in his eyes, but he quickly blinked them away. Slade was still there, still watching him. But for once, he wasn't mad at Slade. He was mad at someone else this time.

Not what you expected, huh? Well, a good twist now and then is always a good thing. I like the idea of Slade being a hero for once, saving Robin. And what do ya know, Slade has a heart. Leave reviews, I'll see you ch. 3!

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