Teen Titans
A Worthy Apprentice
Location: Slade Wilson's base of operations, outskirts of Jump City
Time: Six months from now
It really is a dark place. Shadows jumped from wall to wall like ghosts. The slightest light illuminated the entire area. But then, Slade had always been a fan of the shadows. Made him more mysterious, more unpredictable. It connected to a fiery pit, where his endless armies poured out of. It wasn't really that hard to get used to. He had spent most of his youth in dark places.
At the moment, the young man sat in a large chair, with black velvet for the seat cover. He stared intently at the large computer screen in front of him, as he did every day. Movie files played, showing the chaos that came with the largest robbery string in the history of the city. The noise from the speakers blared, catching every scream, cry, and punch. He didn't need the speakers. He used them anyway, but he didn't need them. He remembered every last punch, scream, and cry of it, as if it had just happened five minutes ago.
He had been there. He was the cause.
The young man watched the screen as it shifted from robbery to robbery, break in to break in, attack to attack. He did this every day. He wanted to remind himself why he hated himself so much. The young man watched each file with cold eyes, never looking to anything else. He sat there, watching every video. Until there was only one left. He looked at it. The file has a name, and as he moved the mouse over the name, his eyes absorbed the words.
File: Titans.
The man clicked the file.
He watched as a video of the Teen Titans played. Most of the Teen Titans, anyway. He watched, as a single figure jumped from side to side, dodging blasts and swinging their fists into the hero's faces. Every timea titanwas hit, he hated himself a little more.
The figure jumped over a blue beam of energy fired by the largest one with ease. While in the air, he kicked out, and caught the green one in the chest. The changeling fell over backwards.
The man curled his hands into a fist.
Using the green one as leverage, he swung his feetat the stomach of the hooded one. She raised a small black shield in front of her, and the small disk most of the blow. She lowered the shield, but the figure was expecting that. He threw a small yellow disk at her, and landed at her feet. It exploded, forceing her against a wall.
His grip tightened.
Turning swiftly, he went in low against the large one. The machine man blocked every shot, then threw his own punch. The figure jumped over it, and smashed both feet into the mans face.
The man felt sick.
The figure turned and looked directly at the alien. He hesitated, before throwing several disks at the girl. The caught her, and she cried out. She fell to the ground, bleeding in several places.
The man felt his heart rip, as if the blades had caught him too.
Suddenly, the movie closed, replaced by the head of a man. He wore a black and orange mask, which reveled only one eye. Their were a few air holes were a normal mans mouth would be. The eye that showed was cold and piercing.
"Apprentice," the man know as Slade said, in his dark and mysterious voice. The man stared into the eye, hate and malice burning through his blue eyes. "Gizmo has detected a large power source coming this way. I would like you to go and make sure it gets here."
The man looked at Slade. "What kind of power?" he said in a voice which only hinted at his resentment for this man in front of him.
"He believes it to be a meta." Slade said, in that same mysterious voice. "And I could use another one in my army. Go retrieve them and bring them back here. Understood?"
The man looked up at Slade. "Yes." Slade looked at the man in front of him. He glared at him over the web cam.
"What was that?" He asked, in that sinister voice of his. The man looked at him. "I do believe you forgot something, apprentice. How do we finish conversations?" The man didn't reply. He just glared at him. The older man raised his hand, which held a small trigger. "You slip up during our talks, my finger might slip on this trigger. We wouldn't want that, now would we?" He placed his thumb dangerously close to the red button on top of the trigger.
Horror filled the young mans eyes. "No! Please!" The older man looked at him.
"Then I repeat my earlier question: Do you understand?" For the first time since they began to talk, the young man broke eye contact.
"Yes…master."
Slade moved his thumb off the button. "Good. Now go." The video flickered for a moment, and then turned off. The apprentice looked at the ground, hating himself and Slade more and more by the second. Slowly, he rose to his feet. He looked down at his hands as he stood.
Blood dripped from the scratches all over his palm. His fingers had dug themselves into his flesh while he had watched the fight. It was not the first time. In fact, it happened every time he watched that particular movie. The young man finally reached his full height.
He reached out and grabbed the Slade symbol that had been on the desk next to the mouse. Placing it on chest, Robin walked away from the room.
Theres the first chapter. Hoped you enjoyed. Please review.