Pairings: Implied RobxStar, BBxRae, BumblebeexCyborg, JinxKidFlash, definate AqualadxSpeedy
Warnings: Sexual situations, bad language, slash, violence, dark situations, threats of rape
Genre: Action/Adventure, Humor
Rating: R
Summary: The girls can take care of themselves.
A/N: Okay, this and chapters like it are the reasons this is rated 'R'. Please, please don't pelt me with rotten vegetables because of what lies ahead. This chapterscontains OCs (which, dispite all their creepy, creepy flaws are much loved by me), plotting, planning, scheming, and hypnotism. This is my first very dark chapter, and to be completely truthful, what goes on makes me pretty sick. And yet I wrote, and am proud of the scene. Not of the characters or what occurs, but of the scene itself. Trickster is such a fun, twisted character to write. Well...enjoy! And remember; no pelting the author, and no flames. This is rated 'R' for a reason people.
A gentle poke, a soft whisper. He muttered as the touch invaded his sleep and warped his dreams, "Nuh...tacos...bad..." A sigh, and another poke, this one just a little bit less gentle. He looked over his shoulder, blinking sleepily, "What?"
"Why did they just take the girls?"
Aqualad blinked at his boyfriend, then rolled onto his other side to face him. After all that had happened, the others hadn't had the heart or the patience to make the two sleep in seperate rooms, and since Mas y Menos had claimed the other bed it had left the couple to share one. Not that they were complaining. Aqualad yawned, then asked again, "What...?"
"The girls. Why did they just take them?" Speedy scowled and propped his head up on his hand.
"Robin thinks they thought it would be cool to mess around with heriones." Aqualad said, still half asleep, and barely aware of what was going on. Speedy sighed and waved his hand.
"Yes, I know what Robin thinks. What do you think?"
Aqualad hesitated, then rubbed the back of his neck, trying to get his sleep clogged brain to focus. "I...don't know." His eyes shifted nervously and he rolled onto his back to stare at the ceiling, "I guess I agree with him."
Speedy's mask narrowed, indicating that his eyes were doing the same. He pounced, landing on the other boy and pinning him effortlessly, "You're hiding something..."
The Atlatean blushed and glanced away, refusing to meet his boyfriend's eyes, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"And you're a bad liar." He caught Aqualad's chin and made him face him, eyes pleading. "Garth, Bee's life is at stake! If you know anything, you could save her!"
"Don't you think I know that?" Hissing softly so as not to wake the twins, Aqualad glared up at the other boy, eyes cold.
Speedy scowled, "Obviously not, if you're willing to hide something!"
"I'm doing it for Beast Boy!" Aqualad snarled, then sighed and let his head flop back against the pillow, knowing he had to say something, "When I was patrolling the ocean, I saw him fall from the ledge, and I went to go make sure he was okay. Which was a good thing, because he was unconcious." He scowled, not noticing Speedy's shocked expression. "He was just floating there, twitching, and when I pulled him out onto the beach he didn't remember anything that had happened."
"...Nothing?" Speedy rolled over and stared at the ceiling, eyes wide with shock.
"Nothing." The Atlantean said grimly, then turned, threw an arm around Speedy's waist and buried his head in his chest, "The people who kidnapped the girls...it's not any of the normal villians, Roy. These ones have some powers. Beast Boy was screaming, but he didn't seem to know what was going on. It was like he was under a spell...a bad one."
Speedy shivered and wrapped his arms around the other boy protectively, "You need to tell Robin."
"I know."
"As soon as possible."
"I know." Aqualad leaned up and pressed his lips against his boyfriends, then curled up again, "I will tomorrow. Right now...we all need sleep." Speedy hesitated, then tightened his grip, pulled the blankets up, and slowly let himself drift off, trying to ignore the nagging worries in the back of his mind. Nothing could happen in one night. Surely it would be best to let everyone get some well deserved rest.
Cold. Very cold now. Her eyelids felt strained from being forced closed, but better strained eyes then enouraging the feeling of cold by looking at the walls. The white, white walls, so much like some god awful, unholy snow. How the hell could this happen? It was one color, for gods sake. Just one repeating, neverending color. So why did it bother her so much? Why did it hurt to the point that she wanted her hands loose just so that she could claw out her eyes? The sounds of the door opening and closing jolted her from her thoughts, but when she saw who it was she wished to be in the room forever rather then talk to him.
Trickster strolled towards her slowly, grinning widely. His hands were stuck in his pockets nonchalantly and his black hair hung in his face messily; if it weren't for the circumstances, he might have been attractive. Well, the circumstances and the insanity that showed in his eyes so clearly. "Well hello, sweety!" His voice was sickly sweet, obviously mocking Neko.
Raven's dark purple eyes narrowed and she shrunk back, trying to watch everything he was doing at all times, "Why are you here?"
"Well...I got bored, and Neko got annoyed. So she said I could go visit one of you. I figured it would be fun to watch your face while I messed with the kid, but I need something more, and Neko said that turning off the lights now would ruin the effects." He grinned and took one hand from his pocket to stroke her cheek in an eerily sweet and caring gesture.
She didn't know what kind of game he was playing, but she was scared, and confused. Her mind tried quickly to sort through his babble. Mess with the kid? That was easy enough to figure out; he was going to use Melvin to get to her. The thought nauseated her, and a her stomach twisted into a knot, aching more with every second. But what did turning off the lights have to do with it? And what effects? Of course, that one wasn't too hard to figure out either; the room did have a hypnotic effect, one that no doubt took a few days to set in.
"Oh, and I have to feed you." The latest comment jolted her, and she blinked, unable to stop the question from escaping her lips.
"What?"
"Yep. She said to make myself useful while I entertained myself." He left the room and came back with a small trolley that held a bowl of soup, a glass of some sort of juice, and, in an obvious attempt to add irony to his twisted fun, a single daisy in a beautiful vase. Her disgust must have shone on her face because he grinned and bowed. "A lunch fit for a queen."
"Or a prisoner."
"Haven't you ever read a fairy tale? Queens and princesses are always imprisoned." He leaned close, brushed a strand of hair from her face, and whispered into her ear, "It's kind of romantic, don't you think?" His voice was soft, darkly seductive, and Raven was frozen by the fear that she was trying to convince herself was only disgust. Fear or panic could get her killed at this point.
"No. Very few things are romantic, and this is not one of them. This is sick, and wrong." He smiled gently and ran his fingers through her hair, before turning to the trolley.
"Lunch time, my queen."
She turned her head and glared at the wall. "I'm not eating anything. It's probably drugged." Her tone was cold and calm, face and voice deviod of emotion. Unfortunately the boy was smarter then she had thought.
"Of course, but only a little bit. C'mon, my lady, eat up!" He held a spoonful of soup towards the girl, smiling innocently. When she turned her face away, he tutted "Now, that won't do!" He moved forward with a speed she wouldn't have assiocated with him, grabbed her hair, pulled her towards him, and shoved the spoon into her mouth, smiling as she gagged and finally swallowed the soup, ''Good girl!"
His cheerful banter continued throughout the meal, most of which was forcefed to the struggling sorceress. Finally, once the glass and bowl were drained, her head was feeling pleasently fuzzy. She knew it wouldn't last long, but the numbness dulled the nightmare and it was worth whatever she'd have to pay to keep that feeling for a while. Unfortunately, Trickster planned on claiming that pay immediately and forcefully.
At any other time, the fact that the second boy she had ever kissed was a villian would have disgusted her. But as his hands roamed over her body she could do nothing but store the information in the back of her mind and let herself sink into the effects of the drugs, hoping it would end soon.
The lights overhead were buzzing. They had been for a while now, and it was slowly driving her up the wall. If she could have talked to the others, she would have felt better, but they were all asleep. Which actually made sense, considering what time it was. Or...what time it felt like. With no windows and no clocks, the girl could do nothing more then guess. It was about 1:30 A.M. or so, if her guess was at all accurate. She sighed then began pacing.
She couldn't help but wonder how Sparky and her boys were doing. It couldn't have been more then two days since this had all happened, but it seemed like so much more. The worst part of all this was that she knew that the guys wouldn't know where to look. These were new villians, alright, and high up on the creepy scale, for different reasons. Trickster was a voyuer, and she had seen from his eyes that he had been mentally undressing all of them, except for Melvin. Thank god for small favors.
Neko was just insane. Not to mention completely convinced that all things she had done were good things. She seemed so proud of herself, and her strange control over the two boys was eerie. She was also plotting something deeper then just the simple kidnapping. There was a deep rooted hatred and far too much intelligence in the cat like female. All Bumblebee knew was that the plot involved the boys in some way; she genuinely seemed to hate all things male.
Nightmare...he ws just strange. She didn't really know anything about him. He usually staye quiet, but was obvious dangerous. He was also obviously intrested in them, but not in the way Trickster was. More of a science expirament way. She didn't know what his or Trickster's powers were, but she had a feeling Neko could put up one hell of a fight with those claws of hers.
"Bumblebee." The miniature girl jumped, then glanced in the direction of the pink-haired witch. The two were on tense terms with one another, but fighting at this point would just make things worse.
"Yeah?"
"What do you think the bitch has planned?" Jinx was exhausted; they hadn't been fed in at least eight hours, and her body was using all of it's resourses to try and heal the painfully broken arm that dangled near her chest.
"I don't know, but she had this plotted out well before hand. The collars, knowing to break your arm, to shrink me down, and to keep Starfire drugged." Bumblebee sighed and slouched down against the side of the jar, arms crossed.
"Why does she do that?" The ex-HIVE student had been very curious about that detail of their captivity for a while now.
"Star's emotions are fueled off emotions. So if she's to drugged to really feel something, she won't have the strength to break free." A few seconds of silence passed, then Jinx scowled.
"She really does know us...but do you think she took Raven?"
"Well...she told Melvin she hadn't..." Bumblebee winced, remembering the look on the little girls face as she had heard that, "But not taking her would be just as dangerous as trying to contain her. She can teleport, and when she gets mad, it's not a pretty sight."
Jinx nodded and leaned her head back against the back of the chair, thinking this through, "Maybe she's seperated from us, because they need stronger containments for her."
Bumblebee glanced at her sharply, then smiled, "Now we're gettin' somewhere!"
"What the hell are you taking about?" The witch cast her fellow leader a weary glare.
"We need to keep talking and thinking. The sooner we can figure out their plan, the sooner we can escape."
"You heroes and your optimism."
The Titans East leader grinned and stretched, "C'mon, Jinx, let's get to work, before they come back."
"Goddamn optimism." Jinx mumbled, then sighed and listened as Bumblebee began reeling off theories. Just then, her arm started to throb and she couldn't help but scowl. How much more perfect could this little trip get?
To say that she was pleased would be an understatement. This plan of her's was just going over so well! She was so sick of the titan brats. They were amazingly strong, and yet they almost never faught to their full abilities. They often needed to be rescued by the boys, which Neko knew was crap. Those girls could take care of themselves; they just didn't want to. Which was where her plan came in. She would, in one move, show to the public how weak the pathetic excuses for females were, and prove that she was strong enough to take down the coveted boys. She would be the most feared villian in the world!
Ironically enough, it would be two boys that would help her achieve this goal. However, Trickster and Nightmare were different from most males. She had them completely under control; they would literally sing and dance at the snap of her fingers. This was fairly lucky, mainly because of their powers.
Trickster had the ability to blend into shadows, he could sense traps, and he had his own dimension. Until they had met, the perverted boy had only known about the first two. She had quickly realized that his luck at finding things he needed had not been luck at all. Since then, Trickster had trained himself and could now store and remove things from the dimension at will. Neko had no idea why he had been born with the time rift attatched to him, but it certainly made things easier.
Nightmare live up to his name. He could literally see into your subconcious and find your greatest fear. He would then project the image into your mind, causing fear for you and confusion for the people watching you run around and scream. It was actually very amusing. He also had a natural aura of fear, so that all around him felt constant terrror. Unless of course you were used to it. She had helped train him too; all he had known when he was younger that people tended to run from him, and so he had learned to use it to his advantage.
The pretty catgirl leaned back in her chair, watching the news with mild amusement. She was glad to have the control room to herself for once; it wasn't small, but she wasn't annoyed by the thought of the room getting cramped. She was annoyed by the idea of the noise the idiots made when they were around. So, watching the TV in peace for once was very nice. She turned her attention back to the news.
"...And we have special visitors in Jump City this week. We have been informed by Robin, leader of the Teen Titans, that the female Titans have taken a weeks vacation and that all male honorary Titans and Titans East are spending that time here. Great news for everyone but villians!"
Neko giggled, and laced her fingers behind her head. So, they planned to find her within the week, eh? Well, she considered that a challenge. The irony of the last comment amused her to no end, for she had no doubt that she was one of the people happiest about the situation.
Oh, she would enjoy this week. She would enjoy it very, very much.