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Dick's POV
He growled at the man, "Release me."
The man rumbled with amusement, "I think not, Robin."
Dick felt a shiver run down his spine in fear. This person knew that he was Robin. They knew of his true identity or at least of how to track him.
He snarled feeling his inner beast come forward, "Who the hell are you?"
The man tugged him forward so that Dick could look in his face. That's when things began to click. The man's unnatural grip, his single eye. This was what Slade really looked like.
He whispered his eyes meeting the man's single ice blue eye, "Slade... how the hell did you find me?"
Slade's smirk widened as he replied, "With the right information it is not hard to track you."
Dick could see a man trying to sneak around them. He didn't know who that man was but he knew that he wasn't here to help Dick.
"You have no idea what you're getting yourself into Slade. Release me before you get hurt. I'm not looking for a fight."
Dick knew he was going to die soon. His magic would soon disappear. If he used his magic it would speed up the process. Or make things so much worse.
He had never used his magic in his fights in this world. Here he was just another human vigilante. One that didn't have magic or any special powers. While in reality it wasn't true he kept up appearances.
He could feel ice fill up his veins and go towards the perceived threats. Slade tightened his grip and behind him the unknown man jumped away. The village around them stopped to stare.
Slade growled, "Calm yourself, Robin."
Dick said trying to reign in his magic, "This isn't me. I can't exactly control it right now."
His magic was lashing out against his will. It was just like when he first came into his powers. If he wasn't in danger of fading from existence it wouldn't have bothered him. The moon cycle affected his magic because even if he wasn't allowed back his body and soul was tied to the stars.
Slade said coldly, "If you cannot control your magic then I will for you."
How in the hell did he expect to do that? Magic didn't obey him. How was a man who didn't have magic of his own to control Celestial magic?
Slade brought his hand back and Dick knew what he was going to try. Knocking him out would stop the magic if the man was able to. Slade was strong but he never encountered magic like Dick's.
Dick pulled away immediately and dodged away from the strike. He and Slade fought time and time again. They knew each other's fighting styles well.
Unbeknownst to either of them both Slade and Dick held back. Slade to keep from killing his future apprentice. Robin to keep from revealing his magic. To keep from aggravating his worsening condition.
Ice was forming around his body and on the ground. The air itself began to freeze. His breath came out in a white condensed fog.
Slade said his eyes cold on Dick as the magic made civilians scatter leaving only the three of them, "Your magic is out of control. You need to reign in your temper along with your magic. I am trying to help you, Robin."
Dick snarled, "I don't want your help, Slade! There is nothing left for me here. You can't help me. The Justice League can't help me. Just let me go."
The last part was almost a plea. No one could help him. There was nothing anyone could do to save him. He was steadily losing his life force and soon he would fade.
There wasn't a Celestial Wizard here that could protect and save him. No one that would understand what he went through. What he was still going through each and every day.
He wasn't Leo the light of the Celestial World. He was Lupus the polar opposite Leo. He was the darkness. No matter how much he tried to be good. Nothing would change that deep down he was darkness.
His magic snapped out at the man he called his enemy. Slade was something of a rival for him. Just as Batman had the Joker, he had Slade.
He had always hesitated to attack at full strength. Dick didn't want to hurt anyone in this world. Part of him always feared that he would accidentally kill someone with his strength.
Lupus was one of the strongest of the Zodiac spirits. It was why he lived as long as he had. Most spirits would have died within a week. A handful of them might survive a year. Only Leo had survived for so long. It was because of the strength of his heart.
Just as he would have tried to retreat he felt a sharp pain radiate from his magical core. He gasped in pain and the world blurred around him. His body faded slightly from existence.
The moment it was solid again an arm wrapped around his throat. When he tried to break free he found the holder much stronger than him. Slade had used Dick's distraction to his advantage. Even with his increased magic Dick couldn't break free.
His head was turned to the side revealing the crook of his neck. Then came the pinch of a needle breaking his skin. An ice cold numbness that was similar to when he first became an ice wizard. His body became numb and he fell against the hard chest of Slade.
Slade said in an oddly soothing voice, "Sleep, Robin. When you wake things will have changed."
Against his will Dick's eyes closed. Then he knew no more.
