What's up! It's ya boi, skinny pen-

Nevermind. Bad joke. Just trying to lighten the mood for this dark chapter. Doesn't help that I'm not really the best place mentally right now so this will probably a good way to get out a good amount of emotional pain for me. So... without further ado, here's this chapter.

WARNING; This is a dark chapter with mention of rape, abuse, and other dark topics.

"Today is the day." Slade thought to himself as he made final preparations for bringing his... captive? He really didn't know what to call her. She wasn't going to be his bride. Slade was crazy, but not that crazy (he made that mistake once and never again). Maybe just call her his Raven. No one was going to touch her. Maybe not even see her. She was his and his alone. God forbid she disobey him. He would teach her to submit. Even if it means breaking her in every way imaginable.

Raven was back in her room, Grabbing the needed items for her heat. Erotic books (if she could even focus), extra clothes, extra blankets and pillows for her nest, and a little something extra just to keep some of the pain away. She knew she shouldn't have something like this But it was hard to deal with the pain. The want and desire. She needed something for it. What was the evil little thing? A small, but very efficient, dark blue vibrator. It was about the length of Raven's Index finger and the thicknesses of two of her fingers. Putting the small rubber item in her bag, Raven left her room and went down the hall and pass the garage to a small solid metal room with no windows and only a single door with Gar standing in front of it.

"Got everything you need, Rae?" He asked and she nodded softly. "Good." He punched in a six digit code and the door slid open with a soft squeak. "You'll be safe in here. There's no cameras and Vic will push food through a slot on the door. You'll have your privacy.'

'Thank you, Gar." Raven stepped in to find a small bed and desk with a chair she knew would go unused. Raven slowly turned to look at Gar shutting the door, "Whatever you hear, do not open the door." He nodded as the door slid completely shut.

Raven wasted no time unpacking her bag and creating a "nest" of blankets and pillows. It was to make her feel comfortable and safe. Plus, with the amount of movement she would be making, she would fall off the bed and never get back on it. Sighing to herself, Raven mumbled, "This is going to be a long week.'

The Titans were on high alert. Zatanna had left a few hours ago and Constantine would arrive in the morning. They thought everything was going to be okay. But Slade had another plan. It was just a few hours before Cyborg would put the tower in lockdown. Just enough time for Slade to put his plan into action.

Careful not to trip any alert system, Slade headed to the roof and by the ventilation, dropping a small but efficient toxic gas. Enough to knock out a small army very slowly and painfully.

Everything was happening so fast. Just a second ago Raven was laying in bed, trying to sleep then the next thing she knows, she's on the ground choking and gagging for air. She could hear Gar just out the door doing the same. "Slade." She thought. She was right. The door slowly slid open to reveal the older man wearing a gas mask.

"Hello, my dear." He said. She could practically hear his grin, "Are you ready to go to your new home?"

"No..." Was all Raven could say before she lost all consciousness.

"Perfect," Slade whispered before picking her up and walking out of the tower and to his remote hideout.

The world was moving? Or was she moving? Raven felt a warm body against her side and slowly looked up to see the face of an aged, devilish looking man.

"Slade," She mumbled before once again, losing her power to stay awake.

The tower was quiet. Bodies of young heroes unceremoniously lie on the floor, slowly coming to.

Dick slowly rose from the floor in the security room. "What happened?" He asked himself. Then he remembered. He was watching the monitors for any sign of Slade when an obnoxious gas spread through the tower and he had started to choke. 'Slade!" He shouted and ran to the holding area Raven was supposed to be in. That's where he saw Gar on the floor, out cold with Raven's door wide open and her body nowhere to be seen. "Damn it!"Dick shouted before running to his green friend. "Changeling! Wake up!"

"Raven's gone." Dick said in a worried tone, "Slade... he must have got to her."

"No! She has to be here!" Gar shook and slowly got to his feet, holding his head in his hands.

"Gar, she's gone! The entire tower is out cold."

"No! It's my fault!" Gar shook and let out a weak groan and punched the wall, "I should have stayed awake!"

"Gar, this isn't your fault." Dick put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder, "Slade got all of us. We should have initiated lock down the minute we figured out what he wanted." The boys looked at each other with somber expressions, not knowing what to say. "Let's get to the common room. We can figure out what to do when everyone else gets up.

Gar nodded and they walked to the elevator together in an uncomfortable silence.

Slade walked into an old abandoned house on the outskirts of town, holding an unconscious Raven in his large arms. He gently placed her on a large oval bed and chained her ankles to the bedpost. He had her. Yes, she was unconscious, but she was his. And no one could take her. Not even one of the boy wonders she surrounded herself with. Oh, how she tempted him. Wearing nothing but a long t-shirt that was riding up her soft pale thigh, almost exposing her underwear. Just one look. That was all he wanted for the night. Taking off his glove, Slade put his hand on Raven's thigh and quickly pulled away. He knew that if he touched her, he wouldn't stop. After years of repressing his feelings, he had her. And he couldn't control himself.

After what felt like hours, Slade had left his dear bird to rest. Looking around the small room, he checked to see if everything was in order. The chains on her legs were long enough for her to reach the bathroom he had built into the room. She had a small nightstand next to the bed filled with underwear and bras. He had given her a small wooden closet filled with clothes ranging from sweats and t-shirts and low-cut lingerie he would make her wear. The bathroom was stalked with hygiene products ad the basic essentials.

"Perfect." He hummed before leaving the room and to his surveillance room. Making a much-needed business call to an old "Friend".

Jason Todd. The Red Hood. He wasn't a hero, but he wasn't a villain. He was a survivalist. And he would survive by teaming up with one of the harshest mercs in the business. Deathstroke, aka, Slade Wilson.

Jason was sitting at a large computer in his Gotham hideout. A half-eaten burger on the side of his desk and a beer in his hand, when he got a call from Slade.

"Hello, Red." Slade said in a very calm tone, "I have a proposition for you."

"I'm not killing Talia." Jason replied, tossing a fry into his mouth, "Nor am I going after a Robin. You know my list." It's true. Out of all the people in the world that Jason was willing to kill, he couldn't bring himself to actually kill his family or their friends.

"It's not a short-term job, my friend. What I wish is to make you a partner in a drug company I have a heavy hand in."

"I'm listening."

"I will be busy with a... project, for a while and I need someone to keep me informed and to keep the company afloat. Do we have a deal?"

Jason shrugged, "Sure."

"Perfect," Slade hummed. "Come to my location next week and We'll set up a contract. We'll be in touch." With those parting words, Slade hung up and Jason went back to his computer surfing for an ongoing investigation in a child trafficking ring.

After hours of waiting, Raven finally awoke. It was slow and her eyes were hazy before she jumped awake. "No!" She shouted and fell on her side, feeling the soft satin sheets beneath her. Her mind was frantic as she tried to find out where she was and why her legs were chained to a large bed.

"Ahh," Raven heard a deep voice say from the door right across from the bed, "My little bird is finally awake."

"Slade," she growled, seeing the older man's full face for the first time. He had piercing blue eyes and pale white hair. His face was defined with a few scares here and there but altogether he was an attractive older man. But Raven wouldn't let him know that. She kept a stoic face as she asked him, "Why am I here?" The young girl already knew the answer. She just wanted to hear him say it.

Slade walked over to the bed, holding a warm syringe with a small plastic tube attached to it. The syringe was warm to the touch and had a white thick substance in it. "My dear girl," He smirked. "You already know the answer to that."

"I want to hear you say it, Slade!" she sneered.

"You see," he said, sitting at the foot of the bed, "my... reputation for apprentices isn't the best. Whether it be a lack of powers or lack of control. And my dear," he hummed, resting a hand on Raven's upper thigh, "you are the key to my perfect apprentice."

Raven shuddered at the thought and tried to squirm out of Slade surprisingly gentle touch, "No!"

"Calm yourself, my dear," His grip slowly got tighter as he forced her leg to still, "I only wish to inseminate you." His face got dark as he grinned like a Cheshire, "But tomorrow is when I get a good use out of you." Raven froze, giving Slade the perfect opportunity to climb on top of her and force her legs apart with his knee, "This won't hurt a bit." Slade roughly pulled her black silk panties down her thighs before shoving the syringe inside her, making Raven let out a weak groan.

"Don't do this, Slade," Raven tried not to beg, but she was desperate to not get pregnant. Especially with Slade's child. Anyone but his. Even Adonis seemed like a better choice.

"Don't worry, my dear Raven," He slowly pushed on the top of the syringe, his seed dripping into her, "If you obey me, your life will be easy here. Just bare my child and be mine."

"N-No." With those worlds leaving her lips, Slade pushed on the syringe with a heavy amount of force, making his seed travel through Raven and her body to shake.

He bent down to her ear and gently nipped it, "Remeber this feeling of me being above you. controlling you. Spilling myself inside you." He bit at her neck, leaving a red mark, "Learn to enjoy it, crave it even." He removed the syringe and got up from the bed. "You will not leave this bed until I say so. You will obey me, Raven. Or I will make you." This those ominous words, Slade left the room, slamming the door on the shaking girl.

Raven curled up on her side and let out a small sob. She could feel her heat coming on. It was rapidly approaching and she would probably be in full heat by midnight. "This can't be happening," Raven thought to herself. "I-I can't believe he actually did that. and he's planning on..." She took a deep breath and tried to stay in control. Slade has been many things. A killer, thief, criminal, even drug lord, but never a rapist. Could she even call him that? In her heat, she would except anyone. Maybe that's what Slade wanted. He wanted her to accept him. But she couldn't accept his child as hers. She couldn't except any child she had. Even if it was created from love. A child of Raven's was a child with Trigons blood.

She could still feel the hot sticky liquid inside her and a small amount on her thighs. It was, strange. Something she knew she had to get used to. Placing a hand on her stomach Raven sighed, "Gods I hope I'm infertile." Slowly, Raven fell into a restless sleep. Dreaming of what is to come and what she knew she couldn't avoid.

It was late in the evening when all the Titans had finally awoken and assembled in the main room. The original team was standing around the large computer, looking somber as the younger group were waiting patiently before Damian spoke up.

"Where's Raven?"

The older teams looked at one another and Dick finally looked over at the younger ones, "She's..." He took a deep breath, "She's been kidnapped."

"What?" Damian was furious, "How can someone just take her?"

"Calm down, mi amigo," Jaime said, reaching out to gently grab the young Robins shoulder.

"Calm down? How? Raven was kidnapped! And if someone can get to her, then he is a foe my father and I should be dealing with! Not a bunch of wannabe heroes!"

Within seconds, Donna was halfway across the room with the back of her hand against Damian's cheek. A loud slap could be heard from another room. "Do not speak ill of your companions, boy!" Donna shouted, "We worked hard to get where we are and I will not let you tarnish our names with your ego!"

Before things could get out of hand with the young heroes, Dick stood between them, "Enough! Fighting won't help Raven!"

Damian glared at Donna as she moved away from him. Dick stood by Kori and spoke again, "Now, let's get Raven back?"

"How, Grayson?" Damian asked, "We do not have a plan."

"We'll think of something..."

Raven bolted up from the bed feeling a heavy pain in her abdomen. "No..." She thought. "Damn it! Why can't I just get a few more hours?" She was shaking and panting. Her body was sweaty and her hips were moving on their own. Her mind was racing as she tried to will herself not to feel the pain in her body. Raven let out a soft whimper as the pain slowly grew and her lower half started to drip with the sweet dew from her flower. Heats were never this bad for Raven, but she has always had her powers. No, just like a mear mortal, she was a slave to her emotions. And it drove her mad.

Slade was in his surveillance room watching the camera pointing to Raven's room. He got a sick kick out of watching her body wither in pain as she came closer and closer to her inevitable heat. he watched her hips rock and her shirt ride up to expose her naked core. She was almost ready. Just another hour of this pain, then he would have her.

"Soon, my dear." He hummed and watched intently, hearing her cry of pain as one of her hands slowly slides down her thigh, "What's this." Watching a finger disappear into her wet fold, Skade chucked, "My, my, never took you for that kind of girl." Standing from his chair, Slade stalked off to the small room, "Might as well not let this moment go to waste."

Before long, Slade was at the small metal door, cracking it open to hear Raven's desperate moans. She sounded like heaven to him. Those weak whimpers mixed with the sound of her own pleasure was enough to drive any man mad. Slade opened the door slowly and quietly walked up to the bed.

Raven was too lost in her own feelings to even see the door open. She didn't realize Slade was there until he was crawling onto the bed and almost on top of her.

"Having fun, my dear?" He asked, clearly enjoying the situation. Pulling her index finger out of her core, Raven gasped and tried to pull away, only for the pain to take over her body again. Slade chuckled at the look of pain in her face, "Would you like the pain to stop?"

Raven carefully nodded, fearful of what was likely to happen. She was right to be scared as Slade pushed his large index finger into her, making Raven almost scream. "Don't be like that, girl," He groaned, "I have just begun." He slowly rubbed her inside with his finger. It was painful but somehow it felt... good. Raven let out a small whimper and turned her head. She was disgusted with herself for enjoying something this madman was doing to her.

It wasn't long before Slade had unzipped his pants and slowly pulled his large member out of his pants, "Are you ready for this, my dear?" He asked. Before Raven could respond, Slade pulled his finger out of her before plunging his member fully into her, making Raven scream. It hurt like hell in so many ways. Her body, her heart, and her pride were shattered in one small move. But Gods did it feel so good.

"St-stop!" Was all she could say as Slade roughly pulled out before thrusting back in, making the girl scream once more.

He stayed still inside of her. She could feel his pulsing veins inside of her and his member twitching. "You will submit to me, Raven." He said calmly, "If you obey, this will be enjoyable, if you disobey," he smirked as he pulled out only to thrust back in again, making her back arched in pain and her lips quiver. He slowly rocked inside of her, letting her body get some sensation from his. "Do you understand me?"

She softly nodded and turned her head to the side. Raven let out a small sob as her body rocked with his. She had no control over what her body wanted. Her mind was screaming for this to stop. For her to scream, twist and turn to get him off of her, but her body was so into his movements, it left those thoughts in a drunken haze of pleasure. Instead of screaming for freedom, she was moaning and drooling.

Slade was rough and yet, somehow gentle. He would rock himself inside of her, but he would still thrust roughly. He kissed her skin, only biting at her neck and breast. Raven was tightening around him. She was so close she could see stars, but Slade wasn't done yet. Not until her body was a withering mess in his arms. Only then would he release himself inside her and fill her body with his seed.

It was a power trip for him. To have so much control over the stoic half demon. To know that he was the first man inside her. To make her feel this much lust and to fill her with his seed and only his. Raven's moans filled the room as he bit down on her neck, almost drawing blood as she came. It was a symphony to him. Enough to almost throw him over the edge. Almost.

Slade was relentless with his thrusting. She had no time to come down from her high as Slade continued to pound into her smaller frame. She was practically screaming when Slade had finally given in to his lust and filled her with his seed with a small grunt. He gripped her hips and refused to let her body move as he finally finished filling her. Slade stayed in her for a little while longer, admiring the marks he made on her and the tears in her eyes. "Now that, my dear," Slade softly kissed her neck before pulling out, "is how you properly submit." He stood at the edge of the bed and pulled his pant's back up. "I'll be back tomorrow for more. Be ready for me and don't you dare tell me no."

Raven curled into herself and softly nodded. Her mind was a mix of guilt, regret, and pain. But she was still riding a small amount of high from the moments before. Slade smirked and walked out of the room, slamming and locking the door behind him. Raven let out a loud sob as her body twitched. Was it from the pain or the pleasure? She couldn't tell anymore. All she knew, is that she wanted to go home.

There you have it, another chapter. This one was in less than a month! Woo! Thanks to everyone who has requested another one of my story ideas. I'll get around to those when I don't feel like a knife is in my chest.

And a little side note, I hate OC's. About ninety percent are shitty so please don't message me and ask me to put your shitty character in one of my stories. I won't let you down easy if you do. And there's a good chance I'll show my friends and we'll make fun of it. (Mainly because one of my roommates edit my stories). I'm fine if you have an idea for a canon character I like and I agree with. Hell, if you can give me an idea, I'll give you a shout out. But anyways, be smart about what you pm me. Editing issues, yes. Please tell me if something doesn't look right. But don't tell me about your MLP OC's cause I'll just be a bitch about it. I've been in this game long enough to know when someone is trying to get me to write their shitty fanfics and I'm not dumb enough to do it.

Anyways, thanks for the views. Hopefully, I'll have the next one up in a couple of weeks.

with love,

Catt