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Chapter 14: Welcome Back

Scorpio awoke to voices, loud but distant and muffled.

"You did WHAT!"

"I gave her Sagittarius Root."

"How could you? You know how long I've been waiting for that to happen!"

"Your desires are not of our master's interests, nor of mine."

"I'll kill you!"

"You want to try?"

Scorpio could smell vomit and taste it in her throat, and the voices, though muffled, she recognized. The only light now coming into the room was a light, gray, fogged mist that came in through squares. It was obvious she was in a cellar, or a dungeon. Anywhere, but not in the tower. She noticed her arms and ankles were tied to the cold stone wall behind her, scarlet with rust.

Sagittarius Root was a heavy drug. It was used in Saphiria to lift curses and sometimes kill people; that would explain the smell. On the ground there were 2 bowls, one with water and one with yellowish strings: Sagittarius root. Scorpio had the longing to flow the water out of the bowl and into her pocket, just to check in the communicator was still there. But she had been under Sagittarius Root before, when the Aries Elite had taken her mother, and she knew it blocked her power for at least 24 hours.

Scorpio's eyes then opened wide, realizing that she had been under Jet's curse, and Jet was a sick bastard, to say the least. She bit her lower lip and looked down at her clothes, to see if Jet had gotten what he wanted all these years...

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The Titans were in the main room: Robin at the moniters, Starfire and Cyborg on the couches, Raven at the kitchen table drinking tea, and Beast Boy sitting cross legged on the kitchen counters. One thing was the same about all of them, looks of discouragement stained their faces, and tears could be seen on Beast Boy's.

"They've destroyed her communicator," Raven said, breaking the silence.

Robin's temples trembled and he slammed his fist on the keypads, resulting only in a small jump from Starfire.

"Friend Robin, please, we will find Scorpio, but we must be patient," Starfire said to him gently.

Cyborg nodded. "Yeah, man. There isn't a theif out there who's stupid enough to leave the kid wired. 'Sides they probably aren't even on Earth anymore..."

Raven almost choked and Beast Boy looked up. Cyborg was right. They may have destroyed her communicator, but they may have taken her back to...

"We have to save her!" Beast Boy said suddenly, blocking tears. "They'll kill her!" His eyes squeezed tight and a tear escaped him. He sighed heavily and said more quietly, "they'll kill her..." Robin and Cyborg exchanged looks of oddity, thinking that Beast Boy only wanted to save Scorpio because of the curse she had set on him. But Beast Boy missed every part of her, her smile, her laugh, her eyes. And only once did he think of her mark.

"They won't kill her, Beast Boy," Raven assured him, though she knew they probably would.

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No, Jet had not made love to her when she was vulenerable, and she could tell. The only article of clothing that had been removed was her blue hoodie, which was now tied tightly to her waist to prevent her mark from glowing and showing. Luckly, under it was her favorite white tank top, still it wasn't the warmest thing in the cold cellar. Her belt was still on the same way she had put it on her khakis, and even her shoes had not been removed. But the rusty chains were tightly around her wrists and ankles, and, besides the vomit smell of Sagittarius weed, that was the worst part of all.

Scorpio now heard foot steps approaching, soon to find a tall, red haired boy with amber eyes infront of the cellar. Jet, a bit shorter, behind him with a silver key.

"Take that water out of there," the red head instructed to Jet, who was working on the lock. "24 hours will come to pass, and we can't have any of your type's witch works over here." He was insulting Jet, too, but Scorpio didn't say anything. She just stared at the red head until he left the hallway.

Jet was infront of her now, and she was sweating like hell. Don't come near me...

He wasn't smiling or even saying anything that she would expect him to, like "long time no see", or "I bought our future house on the Tavis beaches." She lowered her eyebrows and looked away from him, turning as much as the stone wall behind her would allow.

He sighed and picked up the water. "Are you thirsty?" He asked her.

"What do you care?"

"Seriously. Are you thirsty?"

"Get away from me, Jet. Go follow your little red friend."

"OK, but I'm not allowed to give you water until we reach Saphiria. Slade's orders."

She couldn't believe him. He had admitted to it, there, infront of her. He had taken her from her friends, cursed her, drugged her, and now he was telling her when she could and couldn't drink.

"Come to think of it, I am thirsty. Bring that bowl over here." She waited for Jet to bring the bowl to her lips and then nudged it with her head, getting Jet's black hair and face wet with dirty water.

She stared at him, expecting insult, or even abuse. But he did neither. Instead her wiped his face on his sleeve and left the cellar, closing the door behind him.

He came back when he was dried off and sat in the cellar bench, staring at Scorpio and smiling slightly.

"Stop looking at me, shyster," she told him, angry and upset enough to use a Saphirian swear word.

He grunted. "Why do you hate me? You've always hated me and I've never done anything to hurt you."

Her face flared with anger. "You think these chains aren't hurting me? And my friends, you took me away from my friends!"

"I can unlock the chains if you want me to," he said, eyeing the blood oozing down from her wrists.

"I don't want you to," she said coldly. She wasn't going to let him have the pleasure of her dependency on him.

There was a long silence, and in it Scorpio realized how much Jet had changed. He was now about 17, about Cyborg or Robin's age and he looked a bit shorter than Starfire. His hair was not long, but not too short either. His eyes were still icey blue, taking after his Piscean mother.

"Why, Jet?" She asked him, remembering Beast Boy's dream as a tear fell down her dirty cheek. "You've went against your own people, you know that? How can you..." Her voice was broken and shattered, but full and deep all the same. She turned away from him. "You've went against everything you've ever known."

He sighed heavily and got up. Scorpio was actually thankful that the red head boy had been there. Leaving Jet to his own intuitions was dangerous when they were alone. The red head came by again and eyed Jet. "Time to go," he said sternly, opening the cellar. Jet would never let anyone tell him what to do, and Scorpio was confused at his sudden actions. Jet left the cellar, giving Scorpio a slight smile when he closed it. She spit in his direction, her face red and hot with tears.

Jet left the cellar, and after a long argument, the red head agreed to watch Scorpio's cellar and Jet would watch the gates, much to his disappointment. She tried once more to free herself from the chains, but it only resulted in more blood and dirty looks from the red headed gaurd.

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