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oky...so next chapter will be longer and more interesting, I promise! k?
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Chapter Fourteen
"Unfortunately little bird, you don't have a choice anymore."
Robin groaned and turned over, opening his eyes to see that he was in a dark cold room and that he was on some sort of a bed, which he noted was as comfortable as sleeping on rocks. He managed to sit up, and he gently rubbed the back of his head, where Slade had hit him.
"What happened?" he wondered aloud. "Where am I? How did I get here?" A single name echoed through his mind as the universal answer: Slade. Almost immediately, his mind began to play back the fight he had before being knocked unconscious. Robin remembered the rage he had felt, the fury, the determination. It had broadened his moves, made them sloppy and unrefined, and he thought how easily he must have been to hit. "Bruce!" he exclaimed. He had almost forgotten that Bruce was still on the call while he was slashing furiously at the villain. Robin chuckled. Bruce would go nuts when he got a hold of Slade, and would probably lecture him about not letting his rage take over and attack blindly. "Checkmate…" Robin whispered, relaying what Slade had whispered into his own ear.
Checkmate…what did he mean by that?
The junior detective began replaying sequences in his head, musing over the recent events.
"That's a noble gesture, but he's not your son anymore. At least not when I'm done with him."
Slade had said that to Bruce after he knocked Robin out, and he silently wished he could have seen the look on Bruce's face. Although he and Dick weren't related by blood, Bruce had grown an astoundingly strong familiar bond with the boy, and when Dick was living in Gotham, the two really were inseparable, both as partners and as father and son.
"Robin." The cool voice of his enemy pushed Robin out of his mental detecting, and he stiffened up.
"Slade," he hissed in response. "Where am I? Where did you take me?"
"You'll just have to let me in for me to answer that." Robin scoffed.
Please. If he wanted to come in, he would have knocked down the door, not ask him for permission!
Robin scowled and walked over to the door, and opened it to find Slade staring down at him with his single eye, and Robin could swear he was smiling menacingly under the mask.
"Alright, you're in, now tell me where the hell I am!" Robin got smacked across the face, and he glared up at the hand that did so.
"I doubt your father tolerated such language," he sneered, making emphasis on the word "father." "Neither will I."
"Whatever," Robin hissed. "Like I care what you think." Slade narrowed his eye.
"My words exactly, little bird. We even speak alike." Robin growled and aimed a punch at Slade's face, but Slade caught his hand and twisted it back.
"Agh!"
"I'll keep up with my previous offer. I apparently still have to teach you much about gratitude, it seems," he said , then giving Robin's hand back, leaving him to rub his wrists tenderly. He darkly glared at Slade.
"You still haven't told me where I am!" he retorted, standing defiantly before his enemy. Slade smirked.
"You don't need me to tell you. You're in one of my many hideouts in a room I'd prepared for you. Naturally I wouldn't let you know where exactly we are, although it wouldn't make much of a difference…" he trailed off slightly, and gears in Robin's mind began turning.
Why would it not make much of a difference? OF COURSE it would make a difference! And what was Slade planning to do that would make me not Bruce's son anymore?
Slade turned away, and threw a box on the hard bed. "Meet me outside your room in twenty minutes," he said simply, and left Robin alone. Robin walked over and opened the box, his scowl increasing enormously.
Inside the box…was his old black and orange uniform.
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