Authors Note: Part 2 is up! No more waiting; In this edition, Pleas is brisked into a heavy, but short lived battle with Slade himself. But it ends tragically when...well, you can read for yourself. Thank you for all of the support, my faithful fans...for here it is. Part 2. Enjoy,
Dead Tears,
Prey
Chapter 3
--Part 2--
Raven unquestionably forced a gasp down her throat. She turned her back away from Slade; She wanted to defeat Slade right now...but she also knew that it was nearly impossible. Slade was hideously strong, and dangerous with or without her in his way. Slade grew slightly impatient as the Gothical girl didn't answer to his request.
"Well, Raven? Is this a deal? Or shall you try to intercept?" He drew closer to her. Raven breathed quietly, and turned to face him abruptly.
"No. I won't become part of your crime...defeat me if you wish, you aren't going to destroy the tower..." She blurted out. Slade lowered his eyes darkly.
"So be it..." Before Raven could stop him, Slade threw a swift jab towards Ravens terrified-stricken face.
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Pleas wasted no time for Raven to be blown by the attack; He thrust his body forward, raising his right fist in attack stance. It seemed as if time had itself stopped. Pleas could feel the wind blow heavily against his face, flapping his dark purple hair in behind him, but he did not care. He cared about Raven. The Slade character had apparently heard Pleas dismounting, and he had not time to react. Pleas felt the bulky posture snap into half, and the dark villain groaned out in pain as Pleas landed himself between Raven and Slade. Pleas breathed in heavily, trying to recollect himself. He could feel Raven put her hand in his shoulder,
"Pleas, how did you?--"
"Guess I saw it coming..." Pleas sighed, interrupting the teenagers words. "You can never be too careful, huh?" He asked, jokingly. But now wasn't a time for laughing.
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Slade stood up, trying to act calm from the harried blow. He glared at the boy before him, he couldn't recognize his face, nor his voice...but he seemed strong almost as strong as Robin. He quickly, threw out his left foot across the gravel towards the boy's feet. The teenager answered his attack by simply leaping forward, and in a blinding motion, he struck Slade across his face. Slade could feel blood run across his cheek, seeping into his suit. He seemed furious as Raven's hero lowered his arms.
"I do not want to fight, nor for you to destroy Raven or the 'Titan Tower'... " The boy said quietly. Slade didn't want to give up now. He hated the losing a battle more than he hated the Titans. He stood up, running his hand across his helmet.
"It is you who will give up...I am more powerful than you think..." Slade quickly leapt over the two teenager heroes, and while in the air, he pushed then apart using his thick, metal boots. The boy rolled across and successfully landed onto his feet, Raven the same. Slade smiled, he knew exactly what to do. He thrust out a large device with button configurations all over it. He jabbed the large, green button that read 'Net' on the paint. Instantly, a large net latched out, covering Raven. Slade could hear the boy yell Raven's voice out as he ran for Slade. The villain thrust out his knee against the boy's chest heavily knocking the 'hero' backwards with a small grunt. While Raven struggled helplessly with the tight rope, Slade pressed another button, sending gas sifting onto Raven.
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Raven could feel the smelly gas bury her into clouded mist of poison. She coughed, covering her mouth, but already the gas flowed into her nose and mouth. She gasped for air, flinging her fists at the air, but it was no use to struggle. She dropped to her knees, eyelids growing heavy each unbearable second. Her lips grew ice cold along with her used-to-be gray, rosy cheeks. She tried to withstand the poisoned air, but already she laid her head onto the ground arms, legs, and body alike growing weak and unfeeling.
"Pl-Pleas...." She uttered softly in a small monotone voice.
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Pleas rose from his fetal position to see Raven collapse onto the gravel inside the tight net. He gasped in horror as his Gothic friend laid unconscious. Slade smiled wickedly as he yet again pressed another button, sending him and Raven disappearing to the skies; Pleas groaned,
I-I can't give up...not now...
He thought desperately. Quickly, he flew to the sky where Slade had positioned himself. But before he could grab the ropes, Slade briskly flew away from Pleas, off to another distant spot at dazzling speed. Pleas hanged there helplessly, eyes filling with tears.
"Raven...." He cried softly burying his face into his blood-shed hands.
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And how was that? Enough for the approval, I hope. Thanks again, and Chapter 4 will be posted soon. Thanks, and happy reading.