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Chapter 5: ...answers given
Robin like his whole body was numb as he drifted through the darkness. He had no memory of how he ended up in this void of black, but he didnt care. He just wanted to drift endlessly, not a care in the world. He just wanted to keep his eyes closed. But he opened them when a faint voice rang out in the darkness. It was muffled, and quiet as a gentle breeze. However, he realized it was getting louder, and it wasnt one voice, but two. After a few minutes, he was able to barely make out what they were saying. ".....the enzyme seems to be working, sir." it said. "Good," another voice said, "and the others?" "They'll all be awake soon." a third voice said. The first voice spoke up again, "All nucleic acid readings are showing normal." Robin could hear them, but he couldnt see them. The world was still just a black blur. However, off in the distance, he could see a small light. It got bigger and brighter, causing his eye's to hurt from the change in light. He squinted and tossed his head back and forth. Soon the light covered his entire line of vision, then died down. Robin realized he was stareing at a big floodlight of some sort. He looked down to find himself lying on a greenish bed surounded by medical machines. Just past the rays of the lamps light, he could make out the blurry shapes of three people in hazmat suits. One of them turned and looked at him. "Sir! He's awake!" he exclaimed.
The other two men whirled around and stared at Robin, thier faces hidden behind thier dark hazmat masks. Startled and confused, Robin surried backwards, falling off the bed. He shot to his feet and felt the cold floor beneath his feet. He looked down and realized the only thing he was wearing were his boxers. He steped back quickly, knocking over trays and equipment in the process. The three men were slowly walking towards him, thier hands in front of them. "Take it easy." one of them said. Robin felt his back hit the wall, and he flatened himself aganst it. "St...stay away!" he yelled at the men, but they continued walking towards him. "Im warning you!" he yelled. He didnt know why he was threatening them. He could barely see strait, let alone fight off three full grown men. They were about to reach him when a loud voice rang out. "ENOUGH!" it boomed. The men turned around, then steped back. Robin could make out a fourth blurry figure, standing a few feet away. It too had a hazmat suit on. "Leave him be." a definite male voice said. He had a strong Russian accent.
Robin looked at him, trying his best to bring him into focus. "The effect of the process should wear off soon." the Russian man said, walking towads the Boy Wonder. Robin shot him a dark look. "What...what is this....who are you?" he blurted. The man stoped and held out his hand. "Peter Khcyke, at your service."R he said. Although he couldnt see it, Robin could tell the man was smileing. He grabed his hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you..." he said groggily. Robin began to notice he could see better. He shook his head and looked around. Several other people in hazmat suits were standing around the room, stareing at him. Robin looked back at Peter. "Where....where are my clothes?" he asked. Peter shot his hand up, slaping his mask. "Oh, i almost forgot." He snaped his fingers and a short woman appeared, carrying Robins suit and utility belt. Robin took them and quickly put them on. Suddenly he realized his mask wasnt with the clothes, and he reached up to his face. He was relived when he felt it resting on his eyes. "Dont worry," Peter said, "we respect that you want that part off the record." Robin noded, then realized something else. "Where are the Titans?" he demanded. Peter stared at him for a moment, then reached up and pulled his mask off. The other people gasped. Robin saw that Peter had short blonde hair, and looked to be in his mid twenties. "This way." the Russian said, walking out of sight.
Robin followed Peter through a series of hallways lined with windows. Robin could see rooms filled with scientists busy at work through them. All of them wore hazmat suits. "Um, should i be worried?" he said, feeling a little uneasy. Peter looked back and smiled. "Just dont touch anything." he said before stoping at a large steel door. He slid a keycard through a panel on the wall and the door slowly slid open. Both Peter and Robin entered a small square room, about the size of a walk in closet. Suddenly the room glowed red, and then went back to its normal white color. There was a beep, and a door on the other side of the room opened. Both of them walked into some sort of lounge, simple furniture doting the room. Robin gasped when he saw who was in there. The Titans looked back at him, looks of joy filling thier faces. "Robin!" Starfire yelled as she flew up to hug him, "I am relived to see you are unhurt!" Robin felt like his lungs could collapse at any moment. "Yeah..Star....im fine." he said breathlessly. Starfire realized she was crushing him and set him down. The other Titans ran up to greet him. "You guys are all ok?" Robin asked. They noded. "Yeah, were fine." Beast Boy said. Raven looked at Peter, who was hanging up his hazmat suit. He was now wearing a white labcoat and casual blue jeans. "I think you owe us some answers." the pacifist said, her eye's narrowing. Peter looked back at them and noded. "Yes, yes. Please sit down." he said.
They all sat down as Peter cleared his throught. Robin spoke first. "What is this place?" he said. Peter looked at him. "You are in a sub-level of The Corperation Labs headquarters." The Titans all looked at him. "The Corperation?" Cyborg asked, confused. Peter turned his head. "Allow me to explain." he said. "Sixty years ago, near the end of World War II, rumors circulated that the Nazis had begun reasearch and devlopment of bio-engineered weapons to use aganst the Allies. It response, the United States secrectly passed the B.O.W. act, which started a government funded project to beat the Nazis at thier own game. However, the war ended shortly afterwards, but thanks to the tension with the Soviets, the U.S. kept Project B.O.W. in operation. For twenty years the Project produced some of the worlds most lethal diseases and bio-engenered creatures. Unfournetly, the U.S. terminated the Project when the war in Vietnam began. However, several private companies and labs baned together to keep the reasearch up and running, and The Corperation was born." The Titans glared at Peter. "So, you guys make weapons?" Robin asked, "Is that what that thing is?"
Peter looked at Robin. "Silver?" he said, "No, and we dont make bio-weapons anymore. There is no need." Robin narrowed his eyes. Peter sighed. "Ok, some branches of The Corperation take special orders..." Robin continued to glare at Peter. "And was this 'Silver' a special order?" Peter sulked his head down. "Not originally." Robin sat back down, waiting for an explentation. Peter looked back up. "I had begun research on a way to cure cancer, among other conditions, but the Corp's heads saw my work and forced me to turn it into a weapon's development program." Robin felt something about Peter was wrong, but he continued to litsen. "Just what the hell is that thing?" Beast Boy asked. Peter smiled. "For lack of a better word, Silver is you....all of you." he said. The Titans looked confused. Peter shifted in his seat and spoke, "The basis of my work was around the DNA of people who were, how do you say, super? Using a tiny nanobot, i was able to gain samples of all of your DNA, and used it to make Silver. The goal was to create the ultimate weapon. By manipulating the genetic code, i was able to make a new being. However, there was a catch." Robin rasied an eyebrow. "Catch?" he asked. Peter noded. "In order to combine all of your DNA into one complete strand, some parts of the code had to be removed, leaving it imperfect. This was a huge problem that despite all my efforts, i was unable to get around. Several of my creations died, most after just a few days. Silver, however, was different. By pure luck, i was able to fill in some of the gaps in the DNA, making it more complete."
Cyborg noded his head, while Beast Boy stared in confusion. "Wait, so why is it sucking out our powers and stuff." Peter shook his head. "That is a mystery to me as well. Somehow Silver managed to take in your DNA by mere touch, and filled in the gaps in its code itself. The process left all of you in that unconcious state." Robin was begining to see it all. This Silver thing was just a clone of every one of the Titans in one package. "Why did you bring us here?" he asked. Peter looked at Robin, a stern look on his face. "We brought you here so you could help finish what we started." They all blinked in confusion. "Look," Peter said, "Silver is programed to be a weapon. It's purpose is to destroy. Already it has leveled half the city." The Titans all got cold chills down thier spine. "But how do we beat the thing?" Beast Boy said, scratching his head.
Peter smiled. "Might i suggest fighting fire with fire?" he said getting up. The Titans looked at each other, confused. "This way." Peter said, heading out a wooden door.
Hope that answered some questions. Next chapter is coming soon. Please R&R!