By the time they had finally gotten back to Slade's secret lair, Terra felt like she was going to pass out. She probably would have too, but halfway through the walk back, Slade had injected her with some unknown substance, which she now was assuming was to keep her awake, because she wanted to pass out, and she felt like she was going to, but her body never made it all the way into that sweet dark world of nothingness.

Upon entering what looked to be a cell, Slade threw her unmercifully to the ground, her face hitting the ground first, as her hands were still burning from their tight binds. She waited for the stars to clear from her vision, as Slade leered over her.

"It's a real shame I had to rid you of your tongue terra. That was never intended to be part of my plan, but if you keep insisting on making things difficult for yourself, then I will oblige. I will make your life a living misery until I have reacquired what once was mine."

Terra spit a mouthful of blood at Slade's feet in complete defiance, which in turn, earned her a sharp kick to the ribs.

"You used to respect me Terra." Slade began as he turned around to a table of instruments he had lying around.

"Together, we brought this city to its knees. You did what I said without question, and I intend to have that same loyal apprentice back." He continued sifting through the things on the table.

"I WILL have that apprentice back." He said darkly as he turned around from the table again, having found what he was looking for.

Terra's eyes widened at the sight of what he was holding, a nine tail whip.

'He wouldn't'…she thought desperately, but even as she was thinking that, he was uncoiling it.

"You only make this hard on yourself Terra. Keep that in mind." He finished, before bringing the whip down hard onto her back.

The white hot lash caught her off guard as she screamed out, before another lash fell onto the back of her leg, then her arm, her back again, striking injuries multiple times…

20….

30….

40…

She lost count of how many there were. She was finally beginning to lose consciousness, before Slade finally stopped with the blows, and took out a syringe as he kneeled down next to her and jabbed it into her neck.

"Can't have you falling asleep now, can we?" He said as she immediately began feeling the effects of the substance, and was instantly wide awake, able to feel the pain in full once again. Thankfully though, the blows stopped after that, and he dragged her over to the wall, forcing her arms up, and into overhead shackles built into the wall, forcing her arms to stay up, before he finally left the room, leaving her alone in the dark, with her pain, without another word.

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