Author's Note: I'm back with chapter 2! I'm sad I only got a couple of reviews so I have to tell you: please review this cause I'm gonna stop if not enough people follow up my story ! I'm dead serious! Please!

Anyway, thanks to my reviewers all the same!

Farmqt: Thanks for the compliments! I'm updating!

Alexnandru Van Gordan: Here I am with an update! I'm very happy to know a StarRob fan is reading this… and you have almost the same idea? Interesting… Well, thanks for all!

Rose Eclipse: Glad to hear it! Chapter 2 on a silver platter for you!

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans… yet.

Robin's eyes fluttered open, but the only thing that met him was darkness. He tried to rub his eyes, to make sure he wasn't dreaming, only he can't even move his hands, and his feet as well.

"Where am I?" He asked himself. No sooner did he find out when a familiar taunting voice echoed throughout the room.

"Robin, I see you're awake. Good for you." The voice that haunted Robin for so long said. Robin had always wondered if his arch-nemesis would come back to trouble him again, aside from in his dreams. Well, apparently so. Now, more than ever, he wanted to pinch himself so he can somehow wake up from this horrible nightmare.

"Let me go, Slade, and let me fight you face to face!" Robin exclaimed angrily.

"Patience, Robin." Slade's one sentence that he told Robin so many times repeated itself.

Before Robin can retort, Slade went inside and opened a red-tinted light, making Robin squint. At last he could see his position. He was restrained to a chair, which was built-in to the flooring, seeing as he can't move it despite his efforts. Slade had this cell especially made for him, as if he was only waiting for the right time for capture. Robin distinctly remembered the same situation that went just like this; when Slade forced him to become his apprentice, only this time, Slade didn't wait for him; he simply took a hold of him before he had anything to say about it. He didn't want to think about what Slade had in store for him now.

Slade walked towards him, and even with his mask on, Robin could imagine a sneer spreading across his face.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"This is gonna be harder than we thought." Said Cyborg to the other Titans.

"Problem?" Beast boy piped up, looking over his shoulder.

"Yeah. Big one. His tracking sensors were deactivated."

"Hey, you dealt with that the last time, right?" Raven reassured, at the same time reminding them of the time when Robin became Slade's apprentice. Everyone remembered what had happened. Robin's sensors were also turned off, but Cyborg somehow managed to activate a supplementary tracker, which enabled them to find Robin and Slade's lair as well.

"Yeah, but I don't think I can do it again." Cyborg said awkwardly.

"Why don't you try accessing the homing device we planted his teeth while he was sleeping?"

Everyone stared at Beast boy like he had eighteen heads, not like it would be hard to believe, but it would certainly be more annoying.

"Kidding. Just saw a movie 'bout that. Spy Kids II, I think. Can't you guys chill?"

"We can, actually, but we won't while Robin's still missing." Cyborg said sharply.

"Sheesh. Relax for a minute, guys. It'll help."

"Oh, you mean it helped you?" Cyborg asked, eyeing him from head to toe, with the wide grin pasted on his face. "I don't think so. Nice example, BB."

"Yeah, very funny, Cy. Look who's loosening up now?" The changeling snickered.

"Friends, let us not argue." Starfire appealed to them. "Instead, let us deliver our focus to locating Robin, yes?"

Cyborg and Beastboy decided to give in. Starfire was clearly very troubled about Robin and his whereabouts. And as Raven watched the little scenario unfold, she couldn't help but be anxious about Robin herself. As much as it she tried to repress it, her worry took place in her actions, making her clumsy and forgetful at times. She hoped that this emotion of hers would disappear; it's not helping this situation at all. And who knows what it'll do when it meddled with her powers? But more than anything right now, she only wished for one thing: to have Robin back, here in Titans Tower, unharmed.

000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

"What do you want?" Robin demanded as Slade stood right in front of him, daunting him by his mere presence.

"You asked me that question more than once now, Robin, but has your intellect dimmed too much during my absence, that you are irrational enough to forget I never answered you?" Slade answered, facing a question with another question. Robin was silenced, too infuriated to reply.

"And did you ever find out, Robin? Did you ever know what I wanted?"

Robin was more confused than ever. What was Slade trying to do? At one point, he thought he knew what Slade's plan was, and just as he was becoming sure, another possibility comes up that completely contradicts with the first one, which leads him to another dead end. Leaving him with nothing. Nil. Zero. Naught to measure up in his opponent's eyes, which, as strange as it may seem, had been his primary goal since the first mention of Slade reached his ears.

And now, to answer Slade's inquiry: no, he never did know what his enemy was planning. He never did. Slade was always one step ahead of him, in everything he encountered. The clues and leads were not adequate enough to give him a response. He was almost desperate to ask Slade directly, in submission, and give up everything he fought for to get an answer to a problem which bothered him so much. But he has yet to lose his dignity, so naturally, like any self-respecting hero, he stood his ground, and refused to bow down to even such a worthy adversary.

"What do you want?" He asked again, this time more firmly and calmly.

Slade was pleased. Robin was becoming more like him by the second. In time, he'll finally learn to follow. He got away last time, with help from his friends. He taught the boy too well, and he used his training to turn against his mentor. But now, teacher is going to teach him to abide by his own regulations.

"Well done, Robin. You did exactly what I wanted you to, my compliant apprentice. Obedience is something you do not have to master at all." He laughed, if it can be called a laugh.

Robin soon lost his calm deportment at the mention of being a novice to Slade's schemes again. Although he endeavored to put it in the past, he never could forget that a dark Robin was just waiting in the wings to unleash a joy of living above the law. He tasted that freedom once, and enjoyed it, something that still sickened his heart even now. Although blackmailed, the feeling of being Slade's apprentice didn't disappear; the feelings he had felt under Slade's guidance hadn't lifted as he tried hard to get rid of them. Thoughts were constantly disturbed, tearing down any semblance of sleep as the thoughts resurfaced over and over in his subconscious. He only had one wish clinging to his heroic nature, one thing he constantly reminded himself: he didn't want to end up like Terra. Alone, lost within, turning to the first open hand in submission while everything about the situation cried with misery and treachery, this was the way of the apprentice, and he knew exactly where it led to. He'd been down that path before.

And his friends... they relied on him so much. He knew his enemy long enough to know that to ensure his apprentice to stay at his side had worked once with blackmail, but it wouldn't work again; alternative methods were needed to fulfill Slade's desires. He knew that could fall once again, after barely hanging on to the last shred of heroism the last time, but could he do it again? Did he have that strength to face it all again?

He lifted his gaze, which had been staring at the floor, to stare at Slade, as if his look can pierce through the mastermind like a double-edged sword.

"I… will never… become… your apprentice again, Slade." He said slowly, surely, in an effort to keep himself in place, even though what he really wanted was to make Slade's seemingly smirking face collide with his steel toe-caps.

"That, my boy, is where you're mistaken." Slade suddenly grabbed him by the hair and tilted his head back harshly. He then pointed what looked like a laser gun to Robin's forehead. The Boy Wonder's masked eyes grew wide at what he thought Slade was about to do. Was Slade stooping low enough to finish him off without a fight? Was he going to kill him right here, right now, without anything? No battle, no clash of skills, no contest to discover who the better warrior really was? Robin soon found out that Slade had no intention of killing him then, yet with the events that followed soon afterward, he soon found himself wishing that he died there, on the spot, after all.

Author's Note: This chapter is pretty short, mainly cause I want to save the other info for the upcoming chapters. It's mainly about putting in hints to what Slade's plan is so nothing much except for that.

Well, that's done. Please review! I really wanna know if enough people are reading this!

REVIEW!