Robin's PoV
I was thrown back by a giant force and curled up to land in a roll. Seeing last minute that i could land on my feet, i barely stuck the landing before more attacks were barraged on me.
Feeling punches fly to my shoulders and make contact repeatedly while legs were repeatedly slamming into my sides i felt myself being pushed back.
I feel a leg slide under me and knock me over, once my back collides to the concrete with a sickening sound more walloping blows hit me, now hitting my face and neck.
If i don't get him off me soon then i know he'll defeat me and take me god-knows-where. Once i stop trying to defend myself he laughs with that dark oily voice of his.
"Now Robin, will you cooperate with me and become my apprentice?" He stopped and stood straight up above me.
Spitting a mix of blood and saliva on his mask i hiss "never".
I immediately prepare myself for the blows that quickly follow, but this time- i have a plan.
Once he leans on his right knee to put the weight of his heavy armour on, i grab his thigh and pull to yank myself from under him. Gladly it works and i am able to pull myself up and kick him in the face before he can recover from the initial shock of it.
I continue kicking and swinging my bo-staff at him, connecting with a different part of his upper body with each hit. I realize i'm taking him closer and closer to the edge of the roof.
Once close enough i kick him twice as hard right in the face and the force of my kick makes him fly off the three story building and land roughly on the concrete below.
I used my bo-staff to launch myself to the lower roof next to me, then using my acrobatic skills i jump from windowsill to windowsill till i land on the sidewalk.
Slowly i walk up to slade and grab him by the neck. He is still surprisingly conscious. Stronger than i thought.
"Robiiiiiiin~" he slowly drawls as i pull my arm back.
Before he can say anything else i punch him as hard as i can, and that must be pretty hard since i left a sizable dent in his mask made of a thick layer of metal.
His head flew back and slammed into the concrete below.
"Dude, great job! Now let's get this villian where he belongs." Cyborg grabbed the unconscious mercenary's shoulder and held him up like a limp puppet.
"I'm sorry sir, but as the Jump City city police, we are required by law to take him to a medical building to examine for sever injuries- seeing as he did just fly off a triple story building into concrete below." Two officers intercepted Cyborg and i as we were walking to the Tcar.
Handing the unconscious perpetrator to the two they ask me a question.
"Since you are one of our town heros, and you brought the guy down. We were hoping that you'd come with us in case he regains consciousness and tries to escape." I look at the two, bewildered.
"Why would you need me to be there with you guys?" They stopped and looked at eachother and one reached behind his head.
"Well… ahem.. It's not like we're weak… but, we aren't as professionally trained in fighting arts as you, so if he were to regain consciousness, he would easily take us down and escape. We's like to have you along in case that happens."
Hm, seems like a good idea. I open my arms to Cyborg and motion for him to hand me Slade.
"Alright man, take care. We'll see you at the tower later." Cyborg said as he Dropped Slade in my arms. I had to carry Slade princess style so it was easier to carry him.
Pushing him feet first into the police car's back seat, i push him to the the farthest side and climb in next to his unconscious body.
I wave goodbye to my friends one last time and close the door.
"Really Robin," the officer driving says as he climbs in, " we can't thank you and your friends enough for helping us get these perps off the street."
I just nodded and watched as Slade sat up with a jerk and a deep inhale.
Putting my fist up, i prepared for a fight. Instead i'm surprised to see him flinch and huddle into the corner.
"Slade!" i grit his name out, and he peeks from behind one of his elbows.
"W- wha? Where am i?" He screamed. And he looked at my fist and coughed. "W-who am i?" he stutters out.
"Ha! As if i'd believe that Slade! You really think this ploy is gonna change anything!" I spat at him and he flinched away. As if he's going to make me believe… whatever he's trying! I'm not buying it.
"Take off your Mask, sir." The second officer in the passenger seat says, referring to Slade.
With a little bit of hesitance Slade puts one of his hands on his mask and pulls away really fast.
"I-i i don't know how…" he looked at me, and for the first time, i noticed the maniacal gleam in his eyes is truly gone, and replaced with bright shining spheres filled with fear.
"Turn around. I'll do it for you." I tell him, my tone sounded defeated more than anything.
He turns to the door and my immediate thought is he's going to smash through it. I jump forward slightly till he leans back to i have better access to his head.
I see that there seemed to be no zippers or clips or anything. Looking around, i tug on the mask softly.
I see that it loosens up around the bottom of his neck, noticing then, that the suit tucks with the mask.
Tugging the hem upwards i see the edge of the mask and slowly pull upwards. Once it's out of the suit's ring, i hook my fingers underneath it and pull.
Seeing some greying brown hair i realize. I'm about to unmask my nemesis. The man who's been trying to make me become his apprentice. And i'm about to find out who he is!
I move my hands to the front of his mask and pull from there as well, seeing as he had some facial hair, i didn't want to hurt this,... innocent? Version of him any more than necessary.
When the mask goes floppy in my hands, and my knuckles scrape the ceiling i realize. I did it. I defeated and unmasked the current bane of my existence.
He turns to face me and i gasp. His blue eye, so pale it's almost a grey color, looks at me with almost a childlike innocence.
His brown-yet-greying hair was longer on the top and touched the top of his eyebrows, while his slight goatee was a solid grey except for one strip of solid brown.
The police officer in the passenger seat, who was watching the whole exchange, spat out his coffee on the dashboard and screamed in surprise.
"What?Am i bad looking or something?" He asked fearful.
"Or something…" i whisper under my breath. Dear god. Why are all the villans always the greatest looking?!