The loud obnoxious clanging of the door opening interrupts my thoughts. Professor Langston, my doctor walks in and shuts the door behind him, carrying a metal rusted tray with several breakfast items on it. The smell of moldy bread and curdled milk wafts into my nostrils. He sets it on the floor beside my metal bed and brings up a chair beside me. Sits in it. Stares at me.
"When are you going to let me go?"
Langston chuckled lightly. "You and I both know the answer by now, boy."
"I'm not going to do it. I told you already."
He got up from the chair and started out the door.
"Wait."
He turns, not looking directly at me, but I can tell he's listening.
"You have to give me one thing."
"I've already given you your life."
"I want Raven's love." To anyone who didn't know Langston's abilities, one would find this a stupid question. But after spending close to two years in his domain, healing and observing his twisted but baffling ways of working, I knew this would be possible. I couldn't give you an explaination as to how, but I am for certain that it can be done.
He nodded. "Deal." With that, he opened the door and makes a slight sweeping gesture with his hand. I stand up, only my boxers on. My reflection in the cracked mirror looks something similar to a Frankenstein movie. Scars... + all over me. Covering my body in a labyrinth of stitches wiring skin shut and marking the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life.
I grab my suit and walk out the door, ignoring the rancid breakfast by my bedside.
Mission: Kill the Teen Titans.
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"Robin?"
"Yeah?" He sits up on the weightbench to face me.
"Uh, do you have any idea as to who Red X might have been?"
His expression turns solemn and he hangs his head. I feel terrible, but I had to ask. If anyone knew, it would be him.
"I don't know, Raven." He says softly.
"Okay. Sorry." I feel like an idiot; I shouldn't have put that horrible memory back into his mind. But ever since last night, I can't get X out of my mind. Even though the result of jumping off of a towering cliff is a foregone conclusion, I can't push the thought from my mind. Is he still alive, lurking among us, waiting for his next time to attack? Or has he learned from his mistakes and become a normal citizen? Stop it, Raven. That's foolish. He's dead. I wish we could have gotten to know him, even if he had stayed out enemy...
If only he had had a proper burial...
About an hour later, I stand on the cliff, looking down into the empty, lazysea, Chang's abandoned disentegrater looming behind me. I let the orchids fall from my grasp and float down into the water. May you rest in peace.