Teen Titans
Chapter 11 Returning
It seemed like the middle of the night when Barbara jolted awake. There was noise coming from outside the cell, and that seemed odd to her since their captors had not come down to see them since they had taken Faith. Barbara gritted her teeth at the memory of that, she hated that man for taking Faith. Starfire walked up to her side also hearing the noise.
"Barbara, I believe someone is struggling. Could we have a new friend maybe?"
"I don't know Starfire. Seems odd that they would bring a new captive down now." Barbara replied squinting in the darkness to see if she could make anything out. They were soon greeted with a light and someone was being dragged down. it sounded like the person was trying to put up a fight, but was not doing very well.
When Barbara saw who it was she gasped. It was Faith! She was being dragged down the hall to where they were by some freak with a spider as a head. Barbara frowned at the creature. He should not be handling her daughter! Starfire also seemed to be frowning. Barbara turned to face her, though she never took her eyes off the man that had her daughter.
"Starfire, do you know that…person that is holding my daughter?"
"That's Fang," she replied still frowning. "He is Kitten's boyfriend."
"Ah, I see…Well, it would seem that those two were made for each other," Barbara said turning back to face them.
Fang dragged Faith along the hallway, though she did seem to be trying to put up a fight. Fang just rolled his many eyes, this girl was more trouble then she was worth, but Slade seemed to think that she was worth something to Robin. How could such a puny brat mean anything to Robin? Her pitiful attempts to fight back meant nothing to him, she was too tuckered out after her fight sessions with Slade to pose any real threat.
He came to the cell where the other captives were at and unlocked the door. He smiled at the two girls captive and they returned it with a scowl. He smirked, good they were scowling at him, he was doing his job right. He tossed the girl in the cell and locked it back up again. Why he had to play warden with some bratty teen, he would never know. The girl was locked in her cell now…His job was done. Fang walked away and went back upstairs.
Barbara looked at Faith and gasped. Her daughter looked really tired and had a lot of cuts and scrapes. What on EARTH had they done to her! Barbara caught Faith as she was tossed into their cell and scowled at the creature that tossed her in. She looked at Faith with concerned eyes.
"Faith! Are you okay! What did they do to you," Barbara demanded. She was worried sick about her daughter.
"Sl…Slade made me…me fight him…Said he needed a new apprentice and that I was the one for the job…Said that maybe I would have more sense then my dad did…Mommy, he is a really tough fighter…I couldn't keep up…" Faith buried her face in her mothers shoulder and Barbara patted her back gently.
"Its going to be alright Faith, I am here now and that horrible man will not touch you again." Barbara hugged her daughter tightly, hoping to comfort her. She hated this man even more now then she did before. How dare he make her daughter fight like this when she had very little fighting experience! Faith lifted her head and looked at her mother.
"Mommy, could I maybe lay my head on your lap like I do when I am at home and upset. It always helps me to feel better when I am upset. I am a little to big now to be sitting in your lap." Barbara smiled at Faith. She loved her daughter and would do anything for her, but before she could say another word Starfire broke in.
"But how can she do that? She is in a chair with wheels…" Starfire stated confused. Barbara smiled at Starfire.
"I can transfer out of my chair to the cot. I may not be able to walk, but I can still use my arms." Barbara smiled and wheeled over to the cot and put one arm on the cot and the other on the chair.
She used her arms as levers and pushed over. After a few minutes she was able to move completely out of the chair and into a sitting position on the cot, dangling her feet over the edge. She pushed back so that her back was against the wall and smiled at Faith. Faith moved over and joined her mother on the cot, laying her head in her mother's lap. Barbara began stroking Faith's hair, gently running her fingers through her daughters long red hair. Faith had gotten many of her mothers looks, however, her eyes were that of her fathers. It was not long and Faith was able to drift off to sleep. Barbara smiled down at her daughter and hoped that her husband was on the way.
