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Raven was thrown onto a cold cement floor, her legs tingling at the difference in temperature. She sat where she was placed, unsure of her fate. She'd figure she would listen to him, since he had disabled her powers for the moment. Her hands were still tied behind her back, which gave her an uncomfortable way to sit there. Since her sight was gone, her hearing felt like it increased ten-fold. Footsteps where coming toward her, steady and paced, her breathing was heavy and her heart felt like it was in spasms.

"You know, you don't look so powerful with a mask on," he teased, a smile forming behind his mask.

"Thanks I was noticing I was powerful without this "mask"," she responded. The smile behind Slade's mask faded to nothing, and he turned to walk away.

"What do you want with me?" she asked, her voice hard.

"To be honest, I don't know what I want with you. You just seemed to be the easiest target. And apparently I was right." At the insult she squirmed. Slade smirked and let out a sigh of approval, "You think you can escape? You are blind and defenseless, and don't try to underestimate me my dear Raven, for I will prove you gravely mistaken for your assumption.

"My friends will come looking for me, and I'm sure they already know where I am," Raven threatened.

"Your communicator is destroyed, and do you not understand the meaning of secret hideouts," he said back his voice harsh, "They will not find you for sometime, if they find you at all. Make yourself at home."

"Then why won't take this crap off my face! Are you threatened by me, Slade? A mere seventeen year old sorceress?" Raven shot back, her facial features showing anger.

"I am not threatened by you. In fact, I don't think I ever was before this "incident", to be frank with you. I have my own reasons for not taking off your mask of crap, as you insisted. Now shut up, I have work to do," he coldly said, walking away.

-xx

"Where could she be?" Beast Boy asked, quite frightened that Raven might be in danger.

Cyborg pulled up the last couple arousing in the city. "Last time we saw her she went to go find out what was wrong with spot number three," he began figuring out where she could be, "she was last heard at the warehouse then. By why she permanently disconnect her communicator?"

"Slade…," Robin said under his breath.

"But what would Slade want with Raven?" asked Starfire with innocence and confusion.

"I don't know. But whatever he's planning, we're going to have to save Raven," Robin said, voice stern.

"Jeeze, I mean don't you think she's getting in trouble a lot lately. I mean, first the "end of the world", and now she just got captured by our most hated villain," Beast Boy said, comically.

"I think she has a knack for it, getting into trouble. Maybe she's getting on the adventurous side?" Cyborg said with a smirk.

"Enough with the jokes, we need to go find her. Titans, to the warehouse!" Robin called to the team, and they were out the door and on their way in seconds.

-xx

Slade sat in his chair at his desk with his eyes close under the mask, composing the plan. He figured that this should be more spur of the moment. But, he personally didn't know what he was going to do with the mouthy teenager. Her edgy attitude may prove useful for him, but he didn't know how he was going to turn her against the infamous Teen Titans. All of a sudden a grin began to form on his face, conceived by one of the most disgusting plans he had ever put together.

Meanwhile, Raven had her back against the wall, or at least her upper back, for her hands were still tied. She thought about how to get out of this circumstance, and if Slade was right, maybe her friends wouldn't be able to find her before something terrible happened to her. She kept calm, even though her breathing was unsteady and her heartbeat, erratic. She missed Beast Boy's lame jokes, as she considered them, and Starfire's oddness. For the first time in a while, she appreciated the life she lived with the four other crazy teens.

Raven wondered the time, after she had been sitting there for about four hours. Her stomach lurched of hunger and she groaned slightly. But soon enough, she heard footsteps coming towards her.

"I figured you were hungry," Slade said, holding a plate of food in his right hand.

"How am I going to eat it? I'm blind and I have no hands to work with," Raven pointed out once again.

"Which is why God gave you feet, child," he said, almost laughing at the comment he made. Raven frowned.

"Why are you feeding me then? Don't you want to take me out? Weaken the Titans?" she said anxious to heard his answer.

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it when I saw you at the warehouse, now wouldn't I? I think I am weakening the Teen Titans as we speak. They are tearing the streets looking at all the obvious places of where we could be. In fact I think my hideout is so obvious, that they might never find you. And why aren't you thankful for my hospitality?" interrogated Slade, "Now do you want dinner or not?"

Raven nodded at the offer. He put the plate down and opened the pocket knife he had in the opposite hand of the plate. At the sound of the knife, Raven stopped. Her nerves were having a field day. Slade fumbled around with the rope, eventually cutting the rope free of her delicate and pale hands. He threw the rope to the side and with a hint of agitation said, "Enjoy."

Raven rubbed her wrists hopping there wasn't a burn where the rope once was a minute ago. She felt around for the plate, and found it's edge and pulled it closer to her. She fumbled around for the utensils, and put then on the floor for the time being. She poked the food with her fingers, feeling for what's what. While she was "examining" the food, a thought came to her mind, that was quite disturbing….

-xx

The remainder of the Titan's searched the warehouse area top to bottom, but to their disliking, the warehouse was deserted, and had been for what looked like a few years now. No witnesses to cross-examine, nobody to point them in the right direction. Beast boy found some pieces of what was left of the communicator. He came to the conclusion, fast, that it was exploded, considering the mark of a tiny explosion was on the ground.

"There is no trace of them at all, not even a footprint," Cyborg sighed.

"Agreed. I can not find anything from the skies," Starfire gloomily said.

"The communicator was exploded," said Beast Boy, kicking a pebble on the ground.

Aggravated and frustrated, Robin paced with disturbance. "Nothing is coming together correctly," he said, his voice seemed distant, "He has never taken anyone captive before."

"Maybe Slade is changing his M.O.. But whatever he's planning he's keeping it secret," Cyborg mentioned.

"Maybe it is of personal matters he has captured Raven. Maybe he might strike again?" Starfire asked.

"We can't just stand here doing guesswork."

"I think that's all we can do, Beast Boy, as of right now," Robin said with a dark expression, and he was gloomy that was telling everyone to go home.

"Come on," Robin said heading home, "Let's go."

-xx

Slade once again was at his desk, contemplating. Would he really stoop that low to break up the Teen Titans? It was a question that would puzzle him through the night, until he made his final decision, whatever it might be.

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