Ok i is now getting tired... BUT here yah go! ^_^ the chapter of Agradess's past! whoop! I highly suggest listening to moving, sad music while reading this.. it sets the mood :P
Agradess was trying her best to escape the brutal hands of Slade, but every attempt she made was futile. They'd moved from roof to roof, each time Agradess tried flying away, Slade would grab her and throw her to another one. Her head was throbbing so badly that she couldn't see straight at all, making her more vulnerable. She suddenly dodged another punch from the mercenary, but wasn't so lucky as he elbowed her harshly in the stomach. She coughed and blood trickled down her chin.
She'd even tried to apologize to Slade for mentioning the death of Slade's son, Grant, who was somewhat of an apprentice when he was alive. But of course, he didn't listen, and kept beating her. In her opinion, she deserved it. It just slipped out, and it was her fault. You don't mention someone's dead kid so casually like that, its just not right!
Agradess found an opening in Slade's attack and took it, flying at top speed over the rooftops of Jump City. With her blurry vision, she could only stay low, and could really see much. She saw a fairly large alleyway up ahead, and thought that if she could dive down there and fly out into the street, maybe, just maybe, she could lose Slade for a while.
Just as she got to it, she tucked in her wings and dived into it. It seemed her plan might of worked, until Agradess felt something very heavy land on her back. She grunted and was sent spiraling to the dirty alleyway ground. Slade stood at the entrance to the alleyway, the other end being a dead end, while Agradess clumsily got on her hands and knees, gasping for air. She bared her teeth at the blurry figure of Slade and lunged forward, glowing purple again with her Blessed Haunt.
Slade tried to dodge to the side, but Agradess sharply turned also and flew right into his chest. He growled as his body froze, but much to Agradess's surprise, he resisted full control. His body was tensed as he twitched now and then, his one eye fluctuating from purple to his normal blue/grey. Suddenly, images began to flash in front of Agradess's vision. 'DAMMIT!' She shrieked in her mind. She had accidentally tapped into his memories when they were fighting for control. Horrifying images flashed like a broken movie clip and she tried to stop them.
Suddenly Agradess was thrown out of Slade by just his willpower alone, though she hardly noticed. The images were still flickering in her vision, but suddenly everything flashed white as she slammed into the brick side of a building, hitting the back of her head, hard. She starred at Slade as he began to walk towards her, and suddenly more images began to play. But these werent Slade's... They were hers...
Agradess clutched her head and shrieked, her scream filled with sorrow and pain. Hot salty tears were already flowing freely down her cheeks from her glazed eyes. She didn't notice, but Slade had paused to watch her screaming and writhing. He had a theory of what was going on. He knew Agradess had seen his memories, but when he forced her out of him (A/N: That sounds gross XD) she was still seeing them. When she hit her head, a reverse effect must of happened, and she was reliving her own. How interesting... He reached down to grab her, but as soon as he touched her, his vision went white...
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A small girl by the age of seven with brown hair and bright blue eyes giggled as she chased around a bug. She was playing in a park of lush grass, bushes and trees lining the edges of the clearing she was in, as well as a sidewalk path beyond that. On the other side of the clearing were two other girls, who were playing with dolls and giggling together. The girl with brown hair smiled as she caught the small bug, and began to laugh when it crawled around her soft hands, tickling her.
"Skylar, sweety, it's almost time to leave!" A woman's angle soft voice called from the pathway. The brown haired girl, Skylar looked up in that direction, letting the bug go.
"Ok mommy, i'll be right there!" Her high pitched voice yelled back. Her gaze moved over to the two girls and she smiled. Running over, she stood next to them. "Hey, can i play with you two?" She asked.
The two girls looked at each other before looking at Skylar, "No way, you're weird... You play with bugs.." Skylar frowned before running off, towards her mother. She was a soft featured woman, with light, long blond hair and blue eyes, butterfly clips in her hair. She was holding onto a stroller, which held Skylar's newborn baby sister, just a month old. Her mom knelt down and brought Skylar closer as she began to cry.
"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" She asked, wiping away her tears.
"T-those girls called me weird... Mommy, am i weird?" She hiccuped, her eyes red and puffy.
"Of course you are, Skylar," Her mother smiled. "But everyone is... You're just a good kind of weird. And its very rare to have someone who's the good kind of weird. It means you're special..."
Skylar sniffed, "Mommy, how do you know i'm good weird?"
Her mother laughed softly, "Mother's intuition! Plus, i can tell... I can see it in the way you act every day... You impress me every day, honey... Never change..." She kissed the girl on the forehead.
The scene changed...
Skylar was sitting on a man's lap, most likely her father's, in a small but cozy living room. They were sitting in a leather chair, and her father's arms were tightly wrapped around Skylar, holding her close to him as he slightly rocked back and forth. He was also cradling the now one year old baby, who they named Iris. In the other room, screams and loud crashes were sounding and echoing through the house.
"Daddy?" Skylar asked, her big blue eyes looking at her father.
"Yes, Skylar?" Her father's deep voice was soft and gentle.
"Who are those people who are getting Mommy?" She asked.
Her father seemed to choke back a quiet sob, but he had to be strong, for his children, "They are men who are here to take mommy away."
"Why are they taking her?"
"Because, sweetie, she's sad.."
"Why?"
Her father held Skylar closer, "Because... You were going to have a new little brother... But he..." They watched as the big men in blue dragged the screaming and crying woman out of the house.
"Where is mommy going?"
"She's going somewhere for sad people... She'll be happy there.. We'll get to see her... And when she's all better, she can come back home... And we can be together, and go on picnics, and go to the park.."
Again it changed...
Skylar sat in a dull grey room at a metal table, a big man in white standing behind her.. The door across the room opened, and another man in white came in, followed by Skylar's mother.
"Mommy!" Skylar squealed, jumping out of the seat, and running over to her mother, who knelt down and held Skylar close to her.
"Oh Skylar... I've missed you so much, baby..." She held onto Skylar for as long as she could before they pulled away. "How is daddy? And Iris?"
"Daddy is happy.. He said he's sorry he couldn't come today, but he had to watch Iris... She started preschool last week..."
"T-that's wonderful sweetie... How have you been? Are you staying strong? Doing well in school?"
Skylar smiled widely, "Ive been great! I got an A in reading yesterday. The teacher gave me a sticker!"
"That's great.. S-skylar... How is John?" Her mother's bottom lip quivered, and her grip on Skylar's shoulders tightened.
Skylar tipped her head, "Mommy, who's John?" Her mother suddenly let out a loud sob, her grip tightening even more on Skylar's shoulders. "Mommy, you're hurting me..." Suddenly Skylar was being pulled away from her mom and held in someone's arms while her mom was being dragged away kicking and screaming, much like a child. "MOMMY!" Skylar screamed after her.
Again...
Now, Skylar looked to be eleven years old. She and her little sister, who was about six or five, as standing next to her, holding her hand. They were both standing behind the doorway looking into the kitchen. There, her father was hunched over, his head in his hands, vodka and beer bottles scattered everywhere. He grabbed a new one and opened it before drinking it from the bottle.
"Dad... What are you doing?" Skylar asked quietly.
Her dad grumbled something, "Skylar, take your sister and go to bed..."
"But dad, we-" She was cut off as her father chucked the bottle towards them, missing terribly but still the bottle shattered upon hitting the wall.
"I SAID GO TO BED!" Her father bellowed, Skylar screamed and quickly pulled the crying Iris up the stairs and down the hall. She ran into their shared room and locked the door. That night, Skylar held Iris in her arms as they sat in the corner together.
Again...
Now Skylar looked to be thirteen, in the eighth grade. And it couldn't be any worse... She was getting her things out of her locker when her locker was slammed closed and she was pushed to the floor. A group of snooty girls laughed stupidly next to her and she quietly started picking up her things.
"Ha! You're such a pussy, Sky! Can't fend for yourself huh? Idiot..." They laughed again, and Skylar just looked down in shame. "So, how's your mentally insane mom, huh? Still in the institution? What about your drunken dad? Bring home another slut last night? Oh, and what about your little sister? Getting influenced by your parents maybe? Ha, I wouldn't be surprised if sh-" The girl talking was cut off when Skylar tackled her.
"LEAVE MY SISTER OUT OF THIS! AS WELL AS MY MOM! JUST SHUT UP!" She punched the girl in the face and kept punching her, all that pent up anger she'd been holding in exploding out. She only noticed she was being pulled away when someone started screaming her name. Next thing she knew, she was sitting in the headmaster's office while her father and the headmaster talked. She zoned out befor she was being led by her dad to the car. As soon as they were in, Skylar let out a cry when her head connected with the inside of the car door, her father's hand pressed hard against the other side of her head.
"I swear, you little son of a bitch, you are gonna regret getting into trouble today..." Her father growled. "NEVER do that again, YOU HEAR?!" When Skylar didn't respond, he hit her head again, making her whimper, "ALRIGHT?!" Skylar painfully nodded. That night, after a brutal beating, Skylar sorely walked into the living room. Her father had taken up beating her whenever he was drunk, and made her swear not to tell. Thank god her sister never got hurt. She made her dad swear not to hurt Iris and instead only hurt Skylar. It hurt, but she was just glad Iris was ok.
She sat on the couch and Iris sat in her lap, "Look Iris, Teen Titans is on..."
The girl happily bounced in her lap, "Yay!" They turned it on just as the theme song started playing. And as always, they started singing along.
"When there's trouble you know who to call... Teen Titans! From their tower, they can see it all... Teen Titans! When there's evil on the attack. You can rest knowing they got your back. 'Cause when the world needs heroes on patrol... Teen Titans go!" As they sung, Skylar couldn't help but wonder... Where were the Titans when she needed them so badly?
It changed again, it was almost like a TV show...
Skylar was still in middle school, and she sighed as she walked out of the school and down the steps. She looked up to look for her dad's car when she froze when she saw someone. Her mother was standing there, in a knee length white dress with white flats, her hair shining with her old butterfly hair clips, holding Iris's hand. She was smiling happily at Iris.
"M-mom?" Skylar asked in disbelief.
"Yes, sweetheart, its me! I'm finally out... We can be together again..." Skylar dropped her backpack and sprinted over to her mom, who gently knelt down and held Skylar tightly, along with Iris. Skylar couldn't help the tears flowing down her face.
"I missed you so much mom..."
"I missed you too sweetie..."
It changed...
Skylar and Iris were both sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal when there was a loud bang coming from down the hall. Both looked up in surprise as their mom came stumbling down the stairs. Both girls jumped up and ran over to her.
"Mommy, what's wrong?!" Iris gasped.
"It's nothing sweethearts... Quickly, come with me, we have to leave... Quick! To the car!" She ushered them out to the van and they climbed in, both girls in the back while their mom scrambled to get the car started. Her hands shakily looked for the right key, and her face was turning red with frustration. Finally she found the right one and shakily put it into the ignition. As soon the car started, she sped out of the driveway and out onto the road. She was going too fast, and Skylar held Iris's and a little tighter.
They got onto the highway and their mom sped up the car even more. As they were racing down the highway, their mom looked away from the road and started to frantically go through her purse. A car honked in front of the, and the mom swerved to avoid it and get back onto her side.
"Mom why are we going so fast?!" Skylar cried.
"Y-your father's angry ok?! We needed to get away from the house for now... So just sit back and it will be fine i promise..." She finally got what she was looking for in her purse, an orange pill bottle, but once she found it was empty, she threw it harshly away. "Shit shit shit..." She silently cursed. She was still looking down when she unknowingly swerved onto the other side of the road again, right in front of an oncoming tractor trailer.
"MOM THE ROAD!" Skylar shrieked, but it was too late. Her mother's head snapped up just in time to see it. Things seemed to slow down. Skylar watched as her mother quickly scrambled to get into the back seat and wrapped her arms around Skylar just as the car and truck hit each other. Skylar couldn't block out Iris's scream as she was thrown forward, up, down, and sideways, just as she and her mom were. But what she really couldn't forget was how eerily quiet it was once everything stilled. Everything hurt. Skylar was clutching onto her mom for dear life, and when her mom moved slightly, it was then that Skylar realized something wet, hot, and sticky was soaking into her shirt. She looked over painfully and let out a scream.
Iris's body was hardly recognizable anymore. Her limbs were twisted so many different ways, and she was so cut up and mangled. Blood was everywhere. The windows of the car were all broken, some of the glass was imbedded in Skylar's arm and side. The van was dented, and Skylar could barely see the airbags in the front of the car because it was so crushed. Then Skylar looked at her mom.
"M-mommy..." Skylar sobbed, her face tightening up in sadness. Her mother was still holding her, but Skylar could clearly see part of the car sticking through her mother's chest. Her mom was also covered in blood and scratches from glass. But despite that, she smiled at Skylar.
"Shh... Don't cry, love... It'll be alright..." She whispered, her voice weak. Slowly, painfully, Skylar's mom lifted her arm to wipe away a stray tear. "I'll be fine Skylar... I'll be with Iris.. We'll be happy together..." She choked as more blood pooled out of her mouth.
"Mommy don't go..." Skylar sobbed. "Don't leave me with Dad... He hurts me..." Overwhelming sadness swept over Skylar as she watched her mother's eyes start to droop.
"Hush Skylar... It'll be just fine... Tell someone... And you'll be taken away from him.. And you'll be happy again... Everyone will be happy again... And before you know it.. We'll all be together... We'll be so happy... We can do everything together again... Like go to the park, just how you like it..."
"That's what dad said when you went away... We never did, mommy..."
The blond woman with bright blue eyes weakly smiled at her daughter, "I love you..." Her eyes glazed over and she went limp.
"MOMMY NO!"
Slade had watched it all. When he blinked, he was back in the alleyway. Not a second seemed to have passed, but for him it seemed like days. He stumbled back slightly and leaned against a wall, images still flickering now and then. Hurt, Beaten, Torture,Cutting, Fights... Rape... Skylar had never told anyone about her dad, someone had figured it out, and she was sent to a new family... Finally the images stopped, and Slade resisted the urge to hold his aching head. He looked over at Agrade- Skylar to see her on her side, her eyes glazed with an absolutely broken look on her face, tears still streaming across her face. She would twitch from time to time, then start mumbling incoherently before falling silent again. Slade would like to use most of that information to his advantage, but even he, Deathstroke the Terminator, wasn't that cruel. He knew what losing loved ones felt like.
He looked once more at her before reaching into her pocket and grabbing the Titan's communicator. He pressed a button and a red light began flashing and he put the communicator down. 'Interesting...' He thought, before running off.
I was sort of getting emotional while typing this.. whether it effects you the way i did, who knows? C: Review, Follow, and Fav! see you in a little bit!
~Kamichi