A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. Some reviews discouraged me then I thought, "Hey, Lyla...x.x You're writing for you, not them. If you want to write it, who cares what they say?" o.o So...I wrote more. Also, I know that they are all OOC. This is my very first try at their personalities, so give me a break. x.x I'm just starting to get the HP guys down after about thirty different stories, most of which were deleted.
I'll post answers to your wondrous reviews when I get up off my arse and feel like it? o.o; Sorry. I'm usually better about that.
Know what I just realized...Slade wears that mask thing...so...he doesn't have lips. O.o; Whoo. I feel smart. ::Insert part where he ish now wearing a NEW cloth mask...that doesn't hide his lips? o.o Hehe...Sorry. I know my story sucks, by the way. There is not reason for you to point it out to me. X.x I rushed things because I found it boring. SO...DON'T YELL AT ME! ::Hiss:: Sorry...x.x I'm back. Onto the story. Oh, and yes, I'm very twisted. o.o I love it, too.
-Apprentice, Continued-
By Lyla Hayden
Part Three:
Robin's eyes flew open when he felt something move against his lips. He pushed Slade off and glared at the man as he stood there laughing. "That's not funny! Don't ever do that! Just...ew!"
"You'll get used to it. You'll have to, my pet."
"What the fuck does that mean, you sick freak?!" Robin got no answer. Slade pulled him to his feet and led/pulled him out the door and down, away from where the Titans were currently pondering what had just happened.
Robin pried the hand off his shoulder angrily and stepped off to one side, away from Slade. Slade grinned softly and reached over gripping the boy's waist and pulling him taut against his hip, tugging him along after him.
"Marie!" Slade shouted as he opened a door to a simple two-story house. Robin blinked and looked around seeing no one. Maybe 'Marie' was upstairs? "We're home. Prepare the bath for Robin and make sure it isn't too hot."
Robin thought, 'Who is he tal-' suddenly, a loud woman's voice sounded out of no where, jostling Robin from his thoughts. "Yes, Slade. It'll be ready in a few moments. I have the water running already. Would you like me to heat up some dinner for the both of you?"
"No thank you, Marie. I can get Robin to heat it up."
"Yes, Slade."
"Where is she?" Robin asked, looking around after pulling from Slade's grasp.
"Who?"
"'Marie'."
"Oh. She's a computer. Say hello to Robin, my dear." A soft light flickered and a frail young woman appeared standing in the hall. She was pale and transparent, and oddly one-hundred percent colorless. Robin stared. She had long hair that glittered and fell to he hips. But then again, she was a hologram, all of her glittered like that.
"Hello Robin. Welcome home. Would you like me to show him the kitchen now, Slade?"
"Please do. I'll be upstairs helping Marie ready our room, pet. Holler if you need me. Oh, and that collar! Marie, program it to not let him out of the house, please."
"Yes, Slade." Her eyes flickered a bit, then returned to normal. "Follow me please, Robin." Robin stood in place as he watched the two part, one going upstairs and the other walking towards another room. "Robin?"
"Oh! Right!" Robin hurried after the woman...er...hologram. It was a rather old-fashioned kitchen. Very simple. Robin figured out the microwave in a matter of seconds and shoved some pizza in it, setting the timer for one minute, checking them, and putting it on for another thirty seconds.
"Done!" Robin set the pizza on the counter and sighed.
"Slade will not be joining you. He's already eaten and is too busy preparing your room to come down," Marie said before fading away once more, as she'd done moments after showing him where the kitchen was.
Robin sighed and sat on a stool at the counter, nibbling on the cheese pizza lazily. He wasn't exactly hungry at the moment, but he didn't have anything else to...oh. He blinked and stood up. This was so not like him.
Robin ran over to a window and pried it open. Or, at least he tried. The window didn't even budge. He raced over to the nearest door and pulled it open. If he'd been expecting resistance, he was met with quite a shock.
The door flew open and Robin stared at it. Escape...cool! Robin hurried through the door. Lightning filled the door and pushed him roughly back against the FAR wall, a good fifty feet or so.
Robin sat up with a groan and fell back against the door. Static still seemed to flitter through him. Loud thumpings sounded and Robin looked up to see Slade rushing down the stairs. "What the hell was that?"
Robin grumbled softly and attempted to get back up, failing miserably. "Robin? What did you do?"
"Tried to go outside, damnit," he whimpered, feeling a new spark of electricity flow through him, eliciting pain in nearly every part of him body.
"You should've done that. Didn't you listen when I told Marie to program the collar to keep you here?" Slade reached down and pulled the boy to his feet. "Ahg...anyway, the room's ready. Hope you're done eating. Clean up please, Marie."
"Yes, Slade." Slade picked Robin up and carried him like a baby up the stairs. There was a small hallway and five doors. One was open, the rest were not.
"Now, pet, please listen. Do not touch any door other then this one right here or the bathroom door inside the bedroom. I am warning you that you will get a shock just like that last one if you disobey me." Robin glared at him, the electricity fading away. "And that pain will be gone in a few minutes."
Robin was thrown down onto something soft and cushiony. "Sleep. We will begin your training tomorrow. We don't want to overdo it today, do we?" Slade grinned and placed a heavy kiss on Robin's lips.
Robin's eyes shot open, but when he tried to move to push him away, electricity shocked him and he remained still. He glared, whimpering slightly when cool hands found their way to his clothes, slowly peeling them off him.
"Don't fight it, pet. Marie, fetch me his PJs."
"Yes, Slade." Within moments, the hologram came in...carrying a large t-shirt which she set on the bed before fading away. Robin stared at the shirt as it was placed over his bare torso.
"She isn't really there, you know. The computer in the house manipulates the air to simulate the hologram carrying it, so as not to appear normal." Robin growled when the lower half of his clothes were removed. Moving still hurt like hell. He closed his eyes shut, hoping that if he couldn't see it, it wasn't happening.
But Slade didn't do anything beyond remove his clothing. Robin opened his eyes to find Slade across the room near a closet pulling on a shirt and pair of pants of his own to sleep in. Robin closed his eyes again as Slade removed his own clothing to pull on the PJs.
After a moment, the bed beneath him shifted and he turned to look. Slade pulled back the covers and slid his legs in. "Don't even think of attacking me in my sleep, pet. Marie is watching to make sure you don't try anything of the sort. Go to sleep."
Although the lights flickered off Robin didn't move. When the pain finally ebbed away, he didn't move. Hours later, he just lay there, not sleeping and not moving. His mind was blank except for one word, "slave."
The bed shifted and Robin jumped up to a sitting position, much like that of a sitting cat or dog. Slade didn't move. Should he try to attack him? What the heck...he lunged at the sleeping man only to be propelled to the other side of the room with the same lightning that had caused him so much pain earlier.
This time, no one came to help him up and no one came to put him in a more comfortable position. For some reason, Robin hoped that Slade would wake up and put him back on the bed, but he never did.
He was smart enough to not move until the pain had gone. Robin crawled back to the bed and curled up beside it. Life had taken a turn for the worse, and he would just have to get use to it.
Robin stayed there until Slade shook him awake. When had he fallen asleep? "Time to get up. You have to take that bath we forgot to have you take. Marie, would you heat it up for me?" The same 'Yes, Slade' answer came and Robin heard a slight fizzing sound as the water in the tub was apparently being warmed.
"Bath time, my pet." Slade picked him up. Well, Robin wasn't in pain like last time and so he wiggled. Slade sighed and sat him back on his feet, dragging him into the bathroom. It was white, clean, and only had a bath, door to the toilet, probably, and one sink with a mirror hanging over it.
Slade dragged him to the now slightly steaming bath and lifted the shirt up off the boy before he could even assess what was happening. Heat soared to his cheeks when he realized he was naked and he attempted to cover himself.
Slade laughed and picked him up, dropping him into the bath. "Either you clean yourself or I will get in there and do it for you." And Slade just sat on the corner of the sink and watched. Robin ducked down a bit behind the tub wall and looked at the man.
"Aren't you going to leave?"
"No."
-TBC-