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Ch. 4-Déjà vu.
Meanwhile, the matter of life and death was trying to beat off a man by using a stick.
"Princess Koriand'r," he drawled, bringing his repulsive yellowed proboscis-like.....something......dangerously close to her disgusted mouth, "Our planets will be at peace with one another, just as soon as you give me your hand in-"
Starfire spit at him.
"Marriage," he finished, wiping his cheek.....like......yah.
Appalled, Starfire stared, then, in one fluid movement, slapped him hard in the face. Or lack thereof. Her hand stung, but not nearly as much as the word he had just said. "I would not mind with someone else, someone....deeper....but it is insulting to go through this again," she thought. The last time she had come close to being married, her planned groom had been positively repulsive. This was no exception. Déjà vu, Raven called it. Now she was steadfast in her stand against arranged marriages. This wasn't even arranged. For the love of humanity-no pun intended-she had just been kidnapped and was about to be forced to marry this....this....THING? He.....it....-she was infuriated. Suddenly, bars of gray energy formed around her body, pinning her to the chair. She struggled to no avail. She was trapped. Her friends had no idea where she was.
The whatever-it-was gave some kind of triumphant smile. Sorta. Kinda. In a way. And why shouldn't he? After all, he had just stolen-er, rescued-his bride from the vulgar depths of that planet. Surely spitting was some kind of worshipping ritual.
Yes, he thought. She is displaying her gratitude. She is not like the other Tamoranians. She is not vulgar. She sees beyond their meager understanding and wishes to join our species. She is prostrate at my feet. She must think I am too glorious to even see her, in her perceived hideousness the burden bestowed on all her species. But she is not hideous-she displays the warlike authenticity of her planet with uncanny beauty.
She looks good enough to eat.
Déjà vu.
"Well, my dear, I shall go and make the preparations. Don't go anywhere-not that you can." His tentacles created a sloshing noise as they expanded and contracted to push him out of the room.
Starfire moaned quietly and dejectedly. Why am I here? I am not supposed to be here. I want to be at home, volleying balls with my friends. She sighed. She would have even welcomed Raven. This was not supposed to be happening. Whatever happened to hope? Maybe they would manage to rescue her, as they had so many times before. Maybe Robin-or rather...the team...would pull through and find out where she was and rescue her and save her from this nightmare.
That was too many "ands."
"Help," she whispered quietly, and began to cry.
I came up with the plotline for Betrothed before they did! Well, sorta.....anyway, Starfire being kidnapped is actually of vital importance to this fic. Next Chapter: Robin is slowly going insane trying to rescue his beloved. Stay tuned!
And now-responding to reviews! Yay! (crickets chirp) Anyway....:
-Jonakhensu: Where do you buy rocket fuel? How many light-minutes per gallon? Do I run the risk of disrupting Jupiters orbit, thus causing Earth to be bombarded by asteroids, comets, and planetoids and causing life as we know it to come to an end?
-lyokogirl: Hawk isn't in the world yet, if you count the planet as being the world. Come to think of it, she isn't if you count the eleventh dimension as being the world. YES, WE ARE IN THE 11TH DIMENSION! THIS IS THE OPINION OF STRING THEORISTS WHOSE NAMES ARE AVAILABLE UPON REQUEST!
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-EVERYONE: This chapter was dismal, but if you throw tomatoes at me with proper form, I may read your fics too. Please tell me what went wrong with my writing, other than the point where I learned to read.