Satan's Child II: At Destiny's End
Castles: Hmm, writing a sequel is harder than I thought…Oh well, I have plans laid out you know! Don't worry, I'll work on things…
PSLK: Hi again, Castles does not own the Teen Titans! She is very tired 'cause she was out all day at a theme park, looking at 'Britain in the Blitz'. It's kinda boring you know.
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Change-Of-Heart2: I quite enjoyed writing the start of the last chapter! Take time to appreciate the innocence of it all, cause it's gonna get dark from here on in!
Raven-Vegeta: Updates can be fast or slow here in Castles Kingdom. It normally depends on whether Castles has a writers block or not!
Melekalikimaka: ::in deadpan tone:: Don't die yet. You haven't had the chance to read the second chapter.
AzerathMetrionZinthos12: Welcome to the mad world of Castles Kingdom! Hopefully you won't end up too mad here! Nah, Star didn't get pregnant, but I will throw in a few surprises along the lines…My good friend Scribs is crazy about baby-making scenes, so I'll put in a few for him!!
Evil Knievel: I agree, it is slipping a little. Writing sequels can be a bit difficult…And come on, since when do my stories exist without suspense and a few cliff-hangers? I felt a need to introduce Chris first, but you get to know a bit more about code 37009781 this time, and you'll be introduced to an old enemy and their brother…
ocdsugar: You tend to pop in from time to time, don't you? Read on my friend, if you want a few hints that is anyway!
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Castles: Gonna drop a few hints wink, wink nudge and we're also gonna dive into the past a bit!! But anyway, I won't keep you waiting, go and read!!!
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"You are not going to make me face them again, are you Master?" The female spoke softly to Deathstroke, who sat in his great chair whilst Wintergreen poured tea once more. Ever since his adopted father's death, he had become more aggressive, lashing out and losing patience more quickly. It was not that his most faithful servant did not understand him, for she had gone through the same heartbreak, but more of the fact that she wanted to help him, - but he would never let anyone in.
"You overcame them once. Overcome them again. You are only to provide a distraction. And if you kill any of them, I will slaughter you." Deathstroke heard the shame and fear in her voice, but made no move to ease her discomfort.
"That changeling would have murdered me! If it had not been for his daughter, I wouldn't be alive!" The woman protested.
"And if you want to stay alive you will face them!! You have demonic powers, so use them to your advantage!" Her master advanced, slapping her around the head, causing her neck to whiplash back in pain.
"Very well then. You said use them dear brother so I will." Shinta coldly replied. With that, her eyes took on a red glow as the dark half-demon summoned several energy balls, suspending them in mid air. "I am far more powerful than you'll ever be, and I refuse to serve you any longer!"
With that, Shinta flung her energy balls at her older brother, some hitting him, mainly on his arms and legs, others missing as he leapt from his chair.
"You'll be sorry you ever even thought of disrespecting me!" He hissed from some high hidden platform.
"You're still grieving! Slade Wilson was a father figure to you, and now he's gone! Mother and Father are gone! You have nobody left except your sister! Whom," she added whilst using her slight physic abilities to locate him, " you treat like a piece of shit!"
"You are not my sister! My 'father' killed my mother and my sister! They locked him away whilst I was left to rot in a care home! And nobody ever cared until Father came along!" Deathstroke snarled, whilst swinging down to grab a metal pole.
" Slade Wilson didn't care! When Terra was turned into stone from the Titan's efforts, he needed a new apprentice, and you were just fitting for the job! He was a criminal, just like you are now! " Shinta was rather angry now, angry at her father, angry at Slade, and extraordinarily pissed at her brother.
Deathstroke was angry as well. But not at just his sister, Deathstroke was angry at Slade for dying, and at his 'father' for murdering his mother.
The rebellion had begun.
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Meanwhile, not far away, in a secret laboratory of many more labs, several scientists were trying desperately to please their boss.
And Ivan Mc Gregory was not easily pleased.
For some, just keeping out the way was enough. For others, to prove their worth worked exceptionally well. Either way, the group of female scientists had worked long into the night to successfully drain and revive Code 37009781. To the Titans, she was going to be called Fang, but to the staff who brought her back into the modern world, she was still just a number.
"Code 81, code 81, can you hear me? Can you see me? That's it, look at me." The scientist tried to calm the frightened and frantic young girl, but she would not settle until they gave her a morphine shot, which worked effectively to make her drowsy enough for manoeuvring processes to go on.
Moving the groggy Fang into a small metal room, they chained her up, in order to prevent sudden escapes, and set about on a simple operation to ensure her co-operation. This procedure merely involved planting a small chip behind her right ear, just under the skin, that would send radiation waves into the brain when activated.
After 4 long hours, they were finally done, and Fang was carefully situated inside the original room they had placed her in, waiting for the anaesthetic to wear off. It was then that they began to take note of how the girl looked. Her long, faded red hair was near to her knees, it was going to need cutting, and definitely a good wash, the liquid that the prisoners were preserved in wasn't good to most hair. On top of that, her eyes were going to need a few injections of green dye to return them to their natural colour, lack of sunlight had faded the irises, and some decent clothing was all on the list. Thankfully, all prisoners received all the necessary nutrients for a healthy diet via the different drugs pumped into them anyway.
And it was only when Fang began to come round that she was finally allowed to be unchained. She allowed the scientists to do the modifications to her, not even objecting when they washed and trimmed her long hair of it's split ends. Two hours later, everyone stood back to admire the work that they'd done, each and every female scientist pleased with each one's work.
Fang now stood with intelligence and grace, her deep mahogany hair freshly washed and re-dyed, now gently swaying just above her shoulders. Her eyes were sharp and quick, a fine forest green, just above pure white teeth and a grim, yet slightly confused expression. She was dressed in a black, long sleeved T-shirt, and flared deep blue jeans, brand new boots just visible. Her skin, which had been very sickly and almost deathly pale, was now shining with a healthy glow, a rose tattoo situated near the top of her left shoulder blade.
The young woman was quite happily settling in, as the scientists, still cold towards her but teaching her the basics nonetheless, when Ivan Mc Gregory strode in at 8.00am in the morning, causing Fang to jump in fright.
"Ah. You women are done. She is prepared yes? "Ivan glared at the women, who swiftly shielded the still learning Fang.
"Yes Sir, but we will need at least 48 hours to teach and prepare her for facing outside this laboratory. She seems to have settled in well, we are instructing her on how to get into Titans Tower without suspicion. Over the years, we have built in a special 'sixth sense' that allows her to key in on the locations of other life forms, as well as being able to sense danger and feelings of anger towards her." A scientist quickly approached her boss, filling him in and hoping he wouldn't hit her.
"Hmm..You have 36 hours. And that is it. I want her ready. She can fight, yes?"
"Oh yes, a special program was also built in, that has trained her especially well. We merely need to upgrade a program that will instruct her on how to survive.
"Excellent. Good job Cartwright."
"Thank you Sir."
As Ivan pushed through the double doors, Fang spoke up her first words since being drained from the preserving chamber.
"He's not a nice man." She spoke in a soft, lulling voice.
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"So what you're saying is, that this 'weekend away' will do us some good?" Starfire asked once again.
"Yeah, I mean, it gives us some alone time, and we haven't made love for ages. Which,.." Robin added whilst slipping his arms around her waist, " is definitely on my 'wish list' of things to do whilst we're away."
"Okay, I'm in! But what about Beast Boy and Raven? Chris is so little and cute, but he cries a lot. Won't they want somebody else to look after him once in a while?" Starfire leant upwards, and pulled Robin down into a kiss.
"They'll be okay. Kiya does a grand job alone with me or Cy supervising. And besides, they get alone time. You and me should more too."
They were interrupted when Kiya came staggering through the doorway, crashing down the stair case, a nasty gash across her head.
"Got a plaster? Chris isn't in a happy mood." She panted, whilst cries and a few more crashes echoed from below them.
"I'll say. Top drawer, third one along." Robin indicated towards the kitchen.
"Does Chris need comforting?" Starfire asked, floating over to examine the young changeling's head.
"Nope, Mum's doing that. She's surprisingly good at keeping his powers in check with her own. And besides, I should really get out more, hanging round here is bound to get me a few more headaches. " Kiya added, moving over to glance at the overcast, cloudy skies outside.
"Not a good day to go swimming." Robin advised, smiling as he noted the smile and a few giggles. They rapidly vanished as Starfire applied the band aid to Kiya's cut head, causing her to wince as pressured was applied.
" What did Chris throw at you?" The alien enquired whilst carefully pressing the band aid on.
"A lamp. He threw a book at Mum, and a rocking horse at Dad. Thankfully he ducked, but we might need Uncle Cy to repair it."
A sudden crack of thunder outside made everyone jump, and the cries from below came even louder. The thunder seemed to increase in volume, lightning flashing quickly across every few seconds. It was then that they saw the fight commencing not that far away from the island, in what appeared to be a street not far from Slade's last hideout, when he had disappeared many years ago.
"What the.." Robin stared, flabbergasted, ignoring Chris's protests from below for a few minutes.
"Who is fighting?" Starfire asked.
They jumped back as the pane of glass in front of them cracked, a jagged line running through it diagonally. Within a few seconds, the force of the winds that had picked up smashed the pane in, showering them with glass. Harsh winds and rain began to blow in on the three, as they suddenly saw the shadow of a figure by the smashed window. Struggling to his feet, Robin ran past the winds and glass to get to the silhouette in front of him.
At the last second, the figure vanished into thin air, as Robin gazed out with awe. A look of pure confusion crossed his face as he took in the misty and bare island below. Somebody had been there, somebody had definitely been there.
Below the puzzled boy wonder, green eyes stared up from beside the tower. A tongue licked black, lipsticked lips, as equally black fingertips ran smoothly along the cold metal of the building beside her.
Fang was ready to strike the next move.
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Castles: Enough suspense for you? A few twists, (come on, Deathstroke is Shinta's brother?! More on that later…) a few odd moments, (who the hell did bird boy see at the window?!) and a few hints of the baby-making that is to come…
PSLK: I found a little birdie to eat, and he was called Robin, and he fought a lot, but I got my little birdie eventually, and brought him home to Castles as a little dead present!
Castles: You are not allowed to eat bird boy. Now, onto the next chapter!! C ya all when we update!!