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Captivity


Sladestruggled against his binds. All he could make out was the plain grey carpet covering the floor under him. He looked at the chains restraining him and tried to picture a way of getting them off. His neck was hurting very badly. He must have been tied up that way for hours. Searching through his memory, he could not place the events that took place. Slade directed his eye upwards thinking of what could have happened to him, to leave him open for captivity. He remembered contacting the Titans. The look of utter hate on Robin's face burned into his mind. He remembered Starfire's fearful eyes, Cyborg's determination, and Beast Boy's annoyance. Last but certaintly not least: Raven. She looked indifferent, knowing, but indifferent all the same.

His head snapped up as he heard distant footsteps. They were approaching. His enhanced senses told him there were two sets of feet coming his way. As the figures got near, Slade could distinguish the voices. There was Robin's, and the undescribable voice of Raven. She almost always spoke in a monotone, so it was rather difficult to tell just what she was feeling, or thinking. Being the mastermind he is, Slade already knew that the two were talking about him. Suddenly he, could no longer hear both's steps. He did not recall hearing one of them depart, so Raven must have started levitating. The two Titans outside the steel doors were talking in hushed tones. It all came out pretty clearly to him. Slade naturally missed a word or two occasionally, but the rest were received. Unfortunately, the footsteps continued on down the hall. Half a minute later, they had faded, leaving Slade to himself in the silent darkness of the room.

Slade replayed all that had been said in his mind. It was a pointless conversation, that he could not use in anyway. He thought about how he had been caught. What in the blue and holy hell had possessed him to get himself cornered and captured by those moronic kids? A man of power and respect held shackled to a wall in the little Titan's daycare Tower? This was absolutely ludicrous! Attached to a cold hard wall like some sort of dangerous animal with no knowledge of human mannerism. He spat st his own stupidity for letting down his guard. He knew better then to ignore the capabilities of sneaky, shrimp-sized rug rats such as 'The Teen Titans'. Slade shook his head and let out a steady breath to relax his nerves. He wiggled his gloved fingers. They were stiff and mildly cold. This room obviously did not contain a heating mechanism. Another odd fact. These 'heroes' could afford a tv bigger than any regular wall. Yet they didn't even have a proper heater. Who supported these brats financially with all their costs? The Bat. Slade knew very well, all there is to know about his first choice apprentice: 'Robin'. He even knew the Bat's true name and identity. Batman must take care of all the expenses.

Shifting his feet slighly, Slade cracked his neck to the best of his abilities in his current situation. This was going to be a long night...


To Be Continued...
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