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LOCATION: Unknown (Earth's upper atmosphere)
Robin's battered form rested on the floor of a cell.
"Get up," a cold voice demanded. To Robin , the voice sounded as though it was over fifty miles away.
"I said GET UP!" The voice roared. Robin cried out as the stranger booted him in the stomach, spreading pain through his abdomen.
Before he could discover, strong arms hauled him to his feet. Robin opened his eyes, finding himself surrounded by several burly, black-masked men. In front of stood a man of small stature, clad like a mad scientist from some monster movie. One of his eyes glittered, looking like it was made from liquid silver.
"Greetings, young man. Welcome to my humble abode," he said dryly.
"Wha... Who are you?" Robin demanded, straining against the arms of his captors.
"Oh, Dr. Tyr will do nicely for now, hmm?" The doctor responded, taking on a bubbly disposition. "Anything else you need to ease your stay? I can have coffee brought up. Or tea, if you prefer," he offered.
"Stop fooling around! Where are my friends!?" Robin demanded. The scientist gave Robin the cold shoulder. "I asked you where my friends are!"
"There's no need to shout, Robin. You needn't worry about your dear friends; they're in perfectly fine hands. Well, I'm relatively sure they're fine hands, but I haven't been sure ever since they wouldn't allow me to do background checks on my henchmen anymore. Blasted unions..." Dr. Tyr mumbled.
"Sir, you're rambling again," One of the masked guards chirped. "Thank you," Dr. Tyr said. His silver eye flashed and he smiled pleasantly at the guard, who promptly fell to the floor screaming. He clutched his arm, which seemed to spasm uncontrollably. Robin watched as the twitching arm started to balloon in size. The man's screams grew louder and louder as his arm grew in size. Robin turned his head, but could the sickening squelch as the inflated limb burst.
"Bring him to the infirmary. And clean this mess up!" Dr. Tyr barked at two of the guards, who immediately dragged their crippled comrade out of the cell. He then switched his attention back to Robin "If you're so concerned about your friends, Robin, there right on this monitor," The doctor said as his eye flashed once more. An unseen projector displayed images on the cell wall. In the upper left portion, Beast Boy was seen standing stock-still as hundreds of lasers surrounded him. He faltered for a brief moment, banging into one of the beams of light. Instantly, hundreds of volts coursed through his body, causing Beast Boy to shriek in pain
To the right, Starfire was suspended face-down over a large tank of water. She was slowly lowered to the waters surface, and then jerked back up as a huge crocodile lunged for her. Several more reptiles tried to catch her, only to fail. When the activity in the pool had calmed, the whole process began again.
Below her, Raven struggled as she lay in the dark confines of a room no bigger than a coffin. She was half submerged in insects, which crawled all over his face and body. Tape covered he mouth, muffling any sound she might make, but Robin could tell she was absolutely terrified.
Cyborg had his own problems. He stood in a plain, square room devoid of anything. His cannon arm had been taken, leaving him weaponless for whatever challenges awaited him. Suddenly, rock-hard jets of water erupted from hidden spouts in the wall, pounding into his large frame. The patterns alternated randomly, some using ice water, some employing near-scalding water.
"A little physical and emotional injury builds character!" The Doctor laughed. "You're a monster," Robin said quietly.
"Robin, Robin," Dr. Tyr said, shaking his head condescendingly. "History always dubs the greatest of men as 'monsters'." Dr. Tyr turned towards the remaining guards. "You lot make sure he watches every second of this. If he starts to slip, feel free to discipline him," He said, walking out of the cell.
"Why are you doing this!?" Robin cried as the Dr. walked away.
"All things in due time, Robin. In the meanwhile, enjoy the movie! I hear the ending's a real shocker!" The doctor responded, disappearing from sight.
Robin turned his attention back to the movie, using his friend's suffering to fuel his rage. When he got out, that Doctor would find out the true meaning of physical and emotional injury...
LOCATION: Unknown (Earth's upper atmosphere)
Robin's battered form rested on the floor of a cell.
"Get up," a cold voice demanded. To Robin , the voice sounded as though it was over fifty miles away.
"I said GET UP!" The voice roared. Robin cried out as the stranger booted him in the stomach, spreading pain through his abdomen.
Before he could discover, strong arms hauled him to his feet. Robin opened his eyes, finding himself surrounded by several burly, black-masked men. In front of stood a man of small stature, clad like a mad scientist from some monster movie. One of his eyes glittered, looking like it was made from liquid silver.
"Greetings, young man. Welcome to my humble abode," he said dryly.
"Wha... Who are you?" Robin demanded, straining against the arms of his captors.
"Oh, Dr. Tyr will do nicely for now, hmm?" The doctor responded, taking on a bubbly disposition. "Anything else you need to ease your stay? I can have coffee brought up. Or tea, if you prefer," he offered.
"Stop fooling around! Where are my friends!?" Robin demanded. The scientist gave Robin the cold shoulder. "I asked you where my friends are!"
"There's no need to shout, Robin. You needn't worry about your dear friends; they're in perfectly fine hands. Well, I'm relatively sure they're fine hands, but I haven't been sure ever since they wouldn't allow me to do background checks on my henchmen anymore. Blasted unions..." Dr. Tyr mumbled.
"Sir, you're rambling again," One of the masked guards chirped. "Thank you," Dr. Tyr said. His silver eye flashed and he smiled pleasantly at the guard, who promptly fell to the floor screaming. He clutched his arm, which seemed to spasm uncontrollably. Robin watched as the twitching arm started to balloon in size. The man's screams grew louder and louder as his arm grew in size. Robin turned his head, but could the sickening squelch as the inflated limb burst.
"Bring him to the infirmary. And clean this mess up!" Dr. Tyr barked at two of the guards, who immediately dragged their crippled comrade out of the cell. He then switched his attention back to Robin "If you're so concerned about your friends, Robin, there right on this monitor," The doctor said as his eye flashed once more. An unseen projector displayed images on the cell wall. In the upper left portion, Beast Boy was seen standing stock-still as hundreds of lasers surrounded him. He faltered for a brief moment, banging into one of the beams of light. Instantly, hundreds of volts coursed through his body, causing Beast Boy to shriek in pain
To the right, Starfire was suspended face-down over a large tank of water. She was slowly lowered to the waters surface, and then jerked back up as a huge crocodile lunged for her. Several more reptiles tried to catch her, only to fail. When the activity in the pool had calmed, the whole process began again.
Below her, Raven struggled as she lay in the dark confines of a room no bigger than a coffin. She was half submerged in insects, which crawled all over his face and body. Tape covered he mouth, muffling any sound she might make, but Robin could tell she was absolutely terrified.
Cyborg had his own problems. He stood in a plain, square room devoid of anything. His cannon arm had been taken, leaving him weaponless for whatever challenges awaited him. Suddenly, rock-hard jets of water erupted from hidden spouts in the wall, pounding into his large frame. The patterns alternated randomly, some using ice water, some employing near-scalding water.
"A little physical and emotional injury builds character!" The Doctor laughed. "You're a monster," Robin said quietly.
"Robin, Robin," Dr. Tyr said, shaking his head condescendingly. "History always dubs the greatest of men as 'monsters'." Dr. Tyr turned towards the remaining guards. "You lot make sure he watches every second of this. If he starts to slip, feel free to discipline him," He said, walking out of the cell.
"Why are you doing this!?" Robin cried as the Dr. walked away.
"All things in due time, Robin. In the meanwhile, enjoy the movie! I hear the ending's a real shocker!" The doctor responded, disappearing from sight.
Robin turned his attention back to the movie, using his friend's suffering to fuel his rage. When he got out, that Doctor would find out the true meaning of physical and emotional injury...