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Robin's POV:
Slade.
Whenever I hear the bastard's name, I tend to go berserk, according to the others.
Well, according to Raven.
So it was pretty natural to have these thoughts of calming down (which usually fails) whenever I see Slade. Before the whole insanity issue (because of that expect Slade's butt to be kicked, hard), Raven taught me how to control my emotions when it comes to Slade.
Why did I know that it wouldn't work?
It was a miracle that I found Slade's lair, I mean, with Slade in it. Usually he disappears. (And I go into frenzy...
According to Raven)
It was a miracle that I actually found him. It was as if he wanted me…
I'm an idiot. Why didn't I think of it before?
'Because you were too wrapped up around catching Slade and getting your girlfriend back.'
Times like this makes me want to hit myself. Which probably wasn't the greatest idea, I didn't need to turn dizzy as Hell while Slade was in front of me.
"Robin." You could practically hear the smirk sketched on his distorted face. (Yes, distorted. I wouldn't know, so I shouldn't be talking, but I've never seen his face, and my sadistic dreams makes me wish he only hides his face for another reason, other than the fact that he's a criminal and probably doesn't want his identity shown to the world. I can dream, can't I?)
"You must be wondering why I brought you here." Gee, ya think? Wait, he brought me here? "Somehow, the potion I injected in Raven must've triggered your bond, correct?"
No… well, come to think of it, I wasn't moving on my own accord, I mean, I was actually having thoughts while Slade was in my view. What's wrong with me?
Unless…
I tried moving my hand forward, but it wouldn't move.
Uh oh.
"You see Robin… I have a small secret." No, really!
He circled around me, the only lights focused on him and myself. His feet, silent as a mouse, only helped with my obsession. And the fact that I could not move really did help me listen.
Listening to him, not myself.
"You see Robin…" does this guy ever shut up?
"Yes…" I asked, drawing the simple word out.
"Raven was never insane to begin with."
(AN: I'll stop.)
(AN: Joking)
Normal POV:
"Remember our last fight?" Slade asked, clearly amused at Robin's stupefied face. He was obviously not taking the fact that Raven wasn't insane well, so he probably figured out the rest…3, 2 1…
"Let me guess Slade, I was insane either."
"Correct." Slade stated, calm. "It was then, during our battle, that I found a small strand of Raven's DNA, her hair. It wasn't the largest piece to work with, but I used it, and created a clone. Don't get too mad, I only used it to my advantage. Raven was never insane, the clone was. It was the real Raven's job to bring you here."
Robin fell to his knees. Not only did try to catch his off guard, it worked! Slade never gave him an injection… the clone of Raven did… probably around the time he went into her room and she saw those pink slimy things… or she faked it.
Robin could feel his teeth gritting. All this time, he was being tricked, the clues right in front of his eyes, and he never suspected anything… He curled his fist. He was the apprentice of Batman for Pete's sake; he should have known…
"Don't blame yourself Robin. It's not your fault…"
Robin didn't hear him. He didn't hear the man, who was slowly turning him insane, truly mental, and didn't even know about it.
Raven doesn't get scared so easily. He should have known… he should have…
"Where is she?" he asked, his mind filled with rage, his eyes burning. This was his fault. Raven wasn't even supposed to go to that battle before… it was all because of him…
"She's with me, of course." Pushing a button on a remote, a wall turned, showing a new path. Walking on the rocky ground, pebbles and all, he looked forward, straight at Slade's back. He shouldn't be moving. He didn't want to move at all!
"What do I have to do to get her back?" Robin asked, slightly glad his mouth was still intact. He was sure someone was controlling him before… it seemed to let go.
Slade smirked, knowing that Robin would ask that eventually. He was a bright boy.
"Simple, really."
"Become my apprentice."
You all hate me now, don't you? I see you nodding; don't think I can't see you!
The twist? Raven was never insane. The other twist? Robin wasn't either. I can't give too much away, but if anyone caught something in this chapter that I gave away, a clue about how this story is taking another path.
On the first time (When reading), tell me if you know what might happen in the near future.