Chapter two... If dolphins can breath air, can they live on land?
I WANT A LAND DOLPHIN! (with lasers)(like from penguins of Madagascar))
Warnings - possible character death, loud noises, startled birds, CONFUSION!
Disclaimer -when I get older, maybe... But the time isn't right, so me no own
Chapter two - After Shock
He instinctively tensed, expecting a burst of pain to shoot through his entire being, clenching his teeth tight, hugging the child firmly in his arms, trying to protect it from the man with the gun, preferring himself to be shot instead of the boy, waiting for what seemed like an eternity when nothing came, for the scream wasn't his own, nor the child's, his eyes having widened, checking the small form at a frantic pace, seeing nothing before he realized it came from the most unexpected place, the thief. The sound of the man's curses filled the room, Robin, absent minded, pulled the boy's head to his chest, covering his ears, the robber heating with anger from the sudden turn of events, his gun having slipped from his grasp, landing with a clatter, a dark layer of magic engulfing the entirety of his form, other than his head, Raven standing at the door, eye darkened, luckily having been watching. He could feel his breathing return, not even having noticed it'd stopped, seeing an exasperated mother wedge her way between the remaining Titans, keeping careful not to bump Raven, it seeming no one wanted the villain released, sobbing greatly as she made her way to the commotion, reaching for her child, tears leaking from her light blue orbs. After returning the young boy to his frantic mother, the leader made his way to the criminal, such a familiar color, he thought as he stared into the masked face, kicking the gun aside before his hand moved to grip the clothe, breath hitched as he pulled back, a slight sigh of relief leaving his lips, glad it wasn't who he'd thought, though the thought that he'd conjured of the the slim form even resembling Joseph in any way was completely insane- Why was he thinking of that?! He'd nearly been shot! Why did his mind immediately turn to him? He rubbed his temples, stressed from the thoughts, walking in the opposite direction.
"Hand him over to the police..." He was tired walking out the nearby exit, rubbing the need to pass out from his eyes, immediately regretting it, a crowd of roaring people surrounding him, practically screaming to be heard, some there to thank him, others the press trying to get a story, the flash of cameras going off making him blink heavily, he hated the press, trying to turn around, unable to escape, encased by the mob.
"How did you know the child was hidden?!" One screamed.
"Thank you so much for saving us!" Said another.
"Where you frightened when you went to grab the boy?"
"Did you think you would be shot?" The questions came like strikes to the face, making him fall into a sort of daze, trying to escape the excitable horde, finding himself unable. His mind spun, knees threatening to buckle beneath him, starting to feel claustrophobic, afraid his body would react, suddenly feeling an unknown hand grab the neck of his uniform, a small gag sounding, hidden by the yelling crowd, pulling him back and out of the herd, the reporters simply turning their attention towards the hostages, asking them the same questions he'd been asked moments before.
"You alright, boy? You seemed a bit out of it there." The boy immediately lit up when the tone reached his ears, the feelings soon to follow, but they'd changed again, this time being pure glee rattling around in his chest, he moved to hug the other, not understanding why, but he did, seeming to take his rescuer by surprise, "Thank you! Let's go somewhere the press isn't please." He looked up from the man's stomach, having no idea why he was acting this way, Richard making an unexpected appearance, though buff hands still wrapped around his shoulder blades, making him realize what he'd done,
Robin was quickly able to regain control, pulling away with a faint blush, which quickly faded, placing his hands behind his back, looking away.
"Good to see you to, boy." The older man smirked with a slight chuckle, walking with the other away from the still growing mob.
In the end they decided to simply walk, not being able to go anywhere due to the previous hype, Robin not wanting to be anywhere near those unruly people. Maybe he was anti-social, probably, it would make sense after all. He sighed, looking to the ground with saddened eyes, making Joseph curious watching a hand run through raven locks.
"What's wrong?" The Titan seemed to startle, having not expected the sudden voice, them having been walking in silence for some time now, honestly having forgotten he wasn't alone.
"Oh... Nothing..." In reality it wasn't nothing, the pain shrouding his heart from all the emotions he'd previously pushed to the side, his chest throbbing, having more difficulty controlling them, his body overflowing with the unwanted need to simply sob, but he wouldn't allow himself, he refused to show any type of weakness in front of anyone.
He thought back to before, before the emotions started, before he'd joined the Titans, even before he'd joined Batman, he missed the circus. Sure he'd visited, even been a part of it at one point, but it wasn't the same, he wanted to go back before pain was introduced to his life, back to not knowing. He missed the times when he was so naive he believed they would all live forever. He released a short laugh at the thought, feeling eyes on him. A distorted smile played his lips.
" I used to be so naive..."
"We all used to be naive, boy, it's called childhood." Another short laugh.
"I guess it is..." This was dangerous, he thought, being alone with his feelings that is, thinking made his heart ache, made him want to cry for no reason, the thoughts that came to him being dark, making him feel useless and unwanted, made him want to end it, made him think he wasn't worth living. A hand met the small of his back, making his head shoot up, Joseph shooting him a soft smirk.
"Let's go somewhere." He'd noticed the dark gloom befalling the boy the time they'd met outside the club, not wanting a suicidal hero, that was not a good combination, expectantly seeing as the boy had many dangerous toys with him at all times. Knowing if the time came, he would end it, everyone did when plagued with just enough stress and misfortune, and he could tell the teen had undergone quite a bit.
In the end he led the lethal boy to a ware house, making him tense a bit, though he continued after the man, not wanting to seem weak. The metal door rolled off the ground, being dropped as they entered, a loud bang echoing off the walls, making him jump, heart racing at a frantic rate.
"What are we here for?" He looked around the dank room, the only light being around a corner. He found himself jolting once more as a hand touched his shoulder.
"Not for that." The other whispered, though that somehow didn't ease the Titan's chaotic nerves, making him shiver, being lead towards the light, turning the corner with a surprised look on his face, turning to the other. His muscles relaxed, smiling lightly.
"Blue?" He looked back, noticing what the man wore, long sleeved, dark blue dress shirt with silver buttons lining his chest, the only thing not blue was his black jeans, evening out the coloring of the outfit. He looked back to the single flicker of light the candle provided, being nudged towards the sky toned sheet, sitting with a raised brow. Why take him here? And more importantly why ask Slade to figure out his favorite color? That last one made his smile widen a bit, thinking back to the night before.
"You know, blues my favorite color..." He turned to the other with a sly smirk, knowing he'd already known. "Thanks."
"For what?" He asked with a sly smile.
"The best part of that night was Slade asking my favorite color..."
"How so, boy?" He was slightly taken aback by the bird's response.
"Made me smile..." That caused curiosity, making Joesph raise a brow before the boy continued. "I haven't smiled in a while..."
"But your always smiling with your friends?"
"Just an act to keep them happy. I mean really smile, you know that feeling..." He looked down, pulling his legs to his chest. "The feeling of being happy? I don't get that feeling, it's been ripped away, it doesn't exist anymore... At least not to me... And while he didn't make me happy, it made me laugh, and that sparked just the tiniest bit of that feeling... Just enough to make me smile..." He near to whispered the last part, his companion not knowing how to react, the hero having taken him by surprise, he'd always assumed the boy was happy.
No farther words where exchanged the man lying a hand to the boys cheek, leaning his head back to meet a single orb, not having the time to react as he was kissed suddenly, his face going bright red the moment their lips made contact, in a state of shock as he was pulled close by a hand on his back. The feeling of excitement or fear coursed through him, maybe a bit of both. It wasn't a soft kiss either, it took his breath away, most literally, a tongue entering his mouth, urging his tongue to join it in a duel for dominance, him easily being taken over, still in shock, not sure how to react, simply frozen in place. By the end, the elder biting his lip as he retreated, him heaving for the much needed oxygen, having gone into a state of shock, eyes wide beneath his domino mask, breathing in short, shallow intakes of air.
"Joseph?!" He suddenly screamed, hearing it echo, jumping to his feet. He wasn't scared of the kiss, or the man behind it, no, he was scared that he'd liked it, and the rush of pure pleasure which had run through his veins, ending at the usual place, red darkening. His eyes remained wide as he paced, a sly smirk following his form. He knew the boy had liked it, he chuckled slightly. "Why'd you kiss me?!" He was nearing hysterics.
"Because, boy, you seemed upset."
"And... doing that helped how?!" He was slightly panicked, moving a fist to his mouth, biting his finger, he was a boy, he wasn't supposed to enjoy something like that!
"Got your mind off your worries didn't it." The boy was silent, hand's going freezing at his lips, looking down, mouth agape, trying to find the right words.
"...I-" He broke off, hands moving to rest on his knees.
"Exactly." The man smirked, leaning against a wooden box, the Titan settling on the sheet provided once more, sighing aloud, running a hand through his gelled locks.
In the end the hero laid down, feeling near to collapsing from exhaustion, he was so tired, but he didn't sleep, he couldn't sleep, hadn't slept but an hour or two for days, but couldn't sleep, he did not want to relive past experiences. Having had night-terrors every time he'd shut his eyes for some time now.
The other simply scanned his form, watching every soft breath leave his thin lips, stomach rising and falling as he appeared near to sleep, jolting each time it tried to overcome him. He wondered why. He thought of asking when a loud ring sounded from the Titan's belt, the small form reaching for his communicator hanging from his belt.
"Hello..." He rubbed his lids, hiding a yawn.
"Trouble down town!" Bea screamed, just able to dodge an oncoming vehicle turning to a raccoon, catching the device just before it made contact with the ground.
"Be there soon." The leader said, sounding alert immediately, soon sliding the yellow circle into his slick belt pocket. He turned to the other. "sorry..." He seemed disappointed.
"Go, I'll see you again soon, boy." Robin nodded before turning to run from the building, Making his way towards his friends, leaving the other to sit alone with the dimly lit candle.
He never made it to his friends, having a grappling hook wrap around his waist, making his yelp. He fell towards the sidewalk, feeling like Beast Boy's communicator as he was caught just before meeting a gruesome fate, breathing heavily as he hung a few inches from the pavement.
"Slade?!" This was the last thing he needed! "Slade! Not now! You can ask me more useless questions later! My friends need me!" He squirmed in the man's hold, a low chuckle, which shook him to his core, caused him to still, being held against the masked villain's chest, hot breath meeting his neck, making his cock twitch. "Slade! Seriou-"
"Your friends are fine, my little bird..." The villain lead his chin upward to look into the deep chasm in his mask, making his breathing grow more shallow.
"Fine! What do you want?" The bird released a quick outtake of air, frowning in the man's grasp.
"I wanted to test something." A smirk played on the man's lips.
"I am not your test subject, Slade!" He struggled against the man's grip.
"But, your the only one who can do this." The Titan raised a brow. "Okay, I'm done." The man said after but a moment.
"o...kay...?" The hero's feet touched the ground, quickly having the wiring pulled away. He didn't do anything from what the boy could tell, but he was allowed to leave despite.
"Good boy..." The older male turned to walk towards his lair, a dark chuckle echoing through the deserted ally way, the teen already being long gone.
A glob of purple glob was hurtled at him the moment he came into sight, momentarily taking attention of his friends as he was targeted, running towards the oncoming fire, barley dodging slick balls of toxic goop. He was nearly upon the mutant when his feet left the ground, flipping over it's head, throwing several bombs towards the mound. He ran, only having a few moments before the creature exploded in a violent array of purple, tripping as a generous amount hit the back of his neck, making him shiver in distaste.
They'd thought he was down, the young hero standing, hair wet, drooping over his masked eyes a great amount having resided there, shaking the unwanted substance away as best he could.
"You alright dude?" Bea asked, stifling a laugh, his leader sending him a death glare, before sighing and running a hand through damp locks. There wasn't much he could do about it he supposed.
"uh oh..." They heard from their mechanical friend who looked to the team. "Where'd he go?" All eyes scanned the surrounding area until one spotted a purple mess on the lining of a sewer drain, they all knew what this meant, Robin confirming it.
"Titans! Go!" He leaped into the hole, running down the filth ridden concrete the moment his feet touched ground, team soon following, Raven, Star, and Beast boy flying above, running in the direction the familiar substance lead. A vicious smell surrounding them all, making them near to fainting as they searched down the sewer.
"Robin, I do not remember such a bad smell the last time we fought the Plasmas..." Star spoke, her voice wavering a bit.
"Everyone put these on..." He pulled out small masks, them all clicking into place over their mouths.
"Why do we need masks?" The green changeling asked, it being muffled by the filter.
"If we didn't smell it last time, chances are it's not meant to be breathed." The Titan barley dodged as the creature emerged from the ungodly waters aiming his blasts towards the dark enchantress who in turn dodged with her shields.
"Try not to touch him, he could be contaminated somehow." Robin threw several bombs at the beast, though soon regretted it, the explosion making globs of purple go in every direction. He was nearly struck when dark magic ceased the spray, protecting the entire team from the possibly contaminated goo.
"Thanks Rae!"The youngest of the team smiled wide, not really knowing what to do, not able to touch it, so morphing was out of the question, and he didn't have any weapons like the others, so it seemed he was out of luck, watching frustrated as starbolts struck the thing, but where easily absorbed, same as Cyborg's sonic canon, eventually Robin had had enough, running at the thing with staff in hand, he'd be fine, he'd be careful not to touch it. His staff moved to stab strait to where the head should be, hitting something solid before the beast ceased, falling to the ground, only a snoozing man being present, panting wildly, his team wide eyed as he loked back.
"Pizza?" Beast Boy said almost immediately after the police had custody, making the others stare to him.
"How can you think of food after seeing that?!" Cyborg, screamed, wide eyed.
"I'm hungry." He replied cheerfully, not at ll concerned with the criminal.
"Achoo!" They all turned to the leader. "It's just a sneeze, I'll be fine." They went back to eating their pizza, cyborg downing two slices before anyone had a chance to protest, sitting with a content smile, watching the others eat before Beast Boy broke the unnerving silence.
"Have you guys see that movie where a ghost possess it's victims before making them kill each other?" Not a good place to start...
"You mean the movie that caused you to stay up for a week strait?" The oldest Titan laughed aloud, causing the wavering tension to lift slightly, every one relaxing as the conversation between the friends continued.
"Did not!" Bea protested, crossing his arms over his chest.
"You where so tired you nearly dozed off mid flight!" More laughter, this time from the other's as well as Cyborg.
"Flying is soothing!"
"When fighting a twenty foot monster?"
"Shud up...!" He pouted, looking to the light gray surface his chair lay on.
"Your drink sir." The waiter said, surprising the leader, making him turn with a raised brow.
"Uh... I didn't order anything...?"
"It's from that guy over there." He pointed to a familiar form leaning against his chair, sending a smirk the bird's way, making his heart skip a beat.
"Whoa man! Who's your boyfriend?" He felt his face grow hot, quickly rising, a few hoots following after him as he made his way towards Joseph.
"What are you doing here...?" He wasn't upset, not at all, just surprised, shocked to see him in such a place, it just didn't seem his style.
"Well, nice to see you to."
"I didn't mean it like that... What's this?"
"A drink, sprite, I would have sent you coffee, but they don't serve that." There was a light chuckle.
"Why'd you send it?"
"It's a beverage, for you to drink. I mean you could use it in other ways, but that would be a bit awkward." Robin laughed, relaxing a bit, Joseph had a way of calming his nerves.
He was redder than a tomato at it's prime, hearing the laughter from the other table, aimed at him no doubt, making him flurry with embarrassment.
"I gotta go."
"No good-bye kiss?" The hero laughed, rolling his eyes, turning to walk towards his, far from amused, friends, walking their way.
He knew he'd regret returning to his friends, but despite he slowly walked towards the table, though he would have never expected just how much he would.
"Who's your friend Robin...?" The youngest put emphasis on the word friend.
"Just that, a friend, nothing more." He returned to his seat, ignoring the stifled laughs. "You guys done? I'll thrown the trash away." They all knew he was just trying to get away, reaching for the metal tray, though he never got hold of it.
His friends sat, chatting away, already having moved on from the earlier entertainment, not hearing a scream, the silence being what caught their attention, their leader going still. Red running down his chin, wide eyed.
"Dude!" The green changeling, along with his friends stood to run to him, though they never made it, the brightly dressed teen having been struck, just below his chest, back pierced with a thin metal spear, the tip opening to hold his chest, more blood seeping from his lips, though soon his eyes shut once more, the last thing him hearing was Joseph, screaming after him, him knowing he'd tried to save him before he'd been pulled back.
Well... The End I guess... What?! Fine, this shant be the end, I suppose.
Anyways, I guess Robin died, maybe, IDK... Sorry? IDK yet...
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