Wicked Game
Chapter 1- Don't Scream
Robin's mind seemed to stir before his body or eyes did. He deduced that this wasn't Titan's tower, just by the icy temperature and musty metallic scent of the place. Masked eyes slowly slid open to confirm his thoughts. His entire body was shackled to a metal table, immobilizing him. He tried pulling on the chains, but they held firm.
"Guys!" he called, voice slightly raspy. But he got no response.
"Your friends are not here, Robin." echoed a strange voice.
"Who are you! And why did you kidnap me!"
Instead of a verbal response, he felt something being shoved into his mouth. The hard little ball, secured with a tight band around his head, didn't permit him to talk.
"That's better, isn't it? Don't want you to alert someone now would we?"
Now the boy wonder was scared. He couldn't move, so he couldn't defend himself. He couldn't speak, so he couldn't call for help. He prayed that someone would find him soon.
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"We've searched the city half a dozen times and still nothing!" Cyborg bellowed, bringing his fist down on the computer's keyboard.
"Whatever took Robin is still here." Raven announced, having just woken up from her meditation.
"You know what it is?" Beast Boy asked, slightly trembling. He was too aware of how horror movies like this usually turn out.
"Nope." Falcon replied, hovering beside her sister. Ivory hands pulled her white hood from her head, freeing her long violet hair. "But it's malevolent. My guess is it's a demon, since I can't seem to find a life source."
"Demon!" the green changeling squeaked, ducking between the two Roth's, hiding under Raven's cloak. "This shit is just like how Paranormal Activity goes! First strange things begin to happen and then an invisible monster starts to kill us off one by one!"
"This is NOT a horror movie, Garfield." Joy deadpanned from across the room. "It's life. And if this is a demon we're dealing with, then I'm sure between five sorceresses we can find a way to repel it."
"Easier said than done, Joy-bug." AJ chided, the smaller of the two sisters leaning against the kitchen table. "It depends on what kind of demon we're dealing with."
"I can try to contact it." Raven suggested, closing her eyes to fall back into her meditative trance. But within seconds, she was forced across the room, slamming into the far wall.
"What the hell!" Beast Boy screamed. "What was that!"
"Something horrible." Raven rasped, trying to sit up so Falcon could check her over. "I felt it when it shoved me. And it's strong."
"Now I am frightened." Starfire muttered, her hands clasped over her heart.
"Oh please!" Bohusk scoffed from the corner of the kitchen. The hazel eyed boy just now having jumped in the conversation in favor of tuning everything out with his iPod. "You're scared of a little ghosty when you live with two half demons and a half reaper?" he asked incrediously, gesturing to himself and the Roth sisters.
"Yes, but have you ever had to live with an actual demon?" Raven challenged. "Cause if you did, I highly doubt you'd still be alive."
"I'll have you know...!" he began, but was silenced by white manna covering his mouth. Falcon's saphire eyes and hands glowing with the same power, making her look all the more threatening.
"Enough." she snarled. "Bickering will not bring Robin back or help us get rid of whatever is in this tower."
"She's right." Cyborg agreed. "Do yall have any sort of book about this kind of thing?" he asked, eying the four eldest sorceresses.
"If we did, wouldn't you think we would've already whipped it out by now?" came Swift's icy reply. The youngest sorceress rolled her indigo eyes in annoyance.
"The only thing we know about demons are the things the Azarathian Monks taught us when we were little." Falcon chidded. "The dead hour the demon spoke of means the third hour of the night. Meaning 3 o'clock am. For that one hour, the doorways to Hell are at it's thinnest and some of the stronger demons are able to slip out. But when that hour is up, it may or may not return to Hell. Depending on how strong the abomination is. And judging by the vibes i'm getting right now, I'd say this thing is pretty strong."
To prove Vanessa's words true, the lights flickered off. A chill suddenly filled the air and the two Roths were then filled with dread.
"It's here." AJ squeaked, clinging to her sister as if her life depended on it. "I can feel it's aura."
The living room doors forcefully opened, bringing a wind of icy air. Everyone visably jumped when the creature began to distroy the kitchen. Swatting away pots, pans, chairs and dishes. The next to go was the sofa. Large claw marks seemed to appear out of no where on the supple leather. Raven could feel the thing drawing closer to her, but since it held no life force, she couldn't determine exactly where it was. Swfit seemed to know where it was headed and swiftly pushed Raven out of it's way. Only to get snared by an invisible force and drug out the room with blinding speed. The doors then snapped closed, locking everyone inside.
Cyborg tried to over ride the security system, but the creature was smart. It'd killed the power before attacking. So everything had to be opperated manually. Using his bionic strenght, along with Beast Boy's gorilla form, the two began to pry the door open. Once the opening was wide enough, everyone slipped out, one by one. Cyborg was the one to spot the spatter of blood on the floor.
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Robin wasn't sure how long he'd been alone. Every second felt like an hour. He couldn't see anything but darkness and he couldn't hear much other than a few little creaks and cracks. For once in his life, Richard Greyson felt completely helpless. Whoever this new foe was, they weren't one to be reckoned with.
"Scared yet, mortal?" hissed the voice from earlier, startling Robin from his thoughts. The figure entered the room from what seemed like the shadows and placed a box on the floor in front of Robin. It appeared to be an ordinary television. "I know what you're thinking mortal, and the answer is yes. This is just a television. But do you know what it will show you?"
Robin shook his head best he could.
"Your friends' demise." the boy wonder's blood ran cold and he could swear his heart stopped for a split second. "I'm going to have a little fun with you Titans. The rules of the game are simple. I'm going to attack each of your pathetic friends, and each time they scream, you pay the price."