Disclaimer: Don't own the Teen Titans, but I do own the name Malchior'oru Ellris'omus, the characters Ellris'malchron, Miss Sun'shane, Miss Maed'night, Madame Roth, Master Reign Roth, Gale-gard, and Maeson … is that all? I think so … oh and Lord Gar'dof, yeah, that's pretty much it. Everything else except the Underground City, and Azalon aren't mine.
A/N: YAY! You guys must be so happy because of my fast updates aren't you? Yes, I already said that I'm Spring break, so I'm enjoying it while it lasts, yes I am and u should too.
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Family Line
He had heard somewhere … that hell's fire didn't have any comparison to a woman's scorn.
He had told it to a person once in his life, not really knowing the meaning.
He thought it was just a saying that was overly exaggerated by any other scholar, because scholars just loved to over exaggerate things.
He never thought it was true, just words, words that he could spin to get whatever he wanted.
Now …
A thousand years later … Malchior was learning that "Hell hath no fury for woman's scorn" was just too true. Awake at the crack of dawn, Malchior blamed it on the fire Raven burned him with that was keeping him awake. Afraid that he'd dream of something ridiculous he hadn't a decent night's sleep and ended up staying awake after an hour – 2 hours tops of sleep. He was nocturnal, so it didn't really matter, as long as he got some sleep is all. So sitting up and using his years of practiced grace he made sure not to echo any sounds off the enclosed space of the small cavern.
The sunlight … emitting light to shine on the water reflected its crystalline surface to bounce off the rock surface and light up the rest of the cavern by itself. It was incredible … and the best part of it? It was part of nature, never carved of human/elfin hands … Malchior closed his eyes and let the light reflect off him, becoming apart of nature and listening. Just trying to relax and listen to the whispers and laughter of the water and rustling wind.
He missed it all …
He missed being in a time where flying machines known as "planes" never existed and he could fly free of fear. That was one of the greatest things his dragon heart longed for, for the free airspace so he could just fly. He missed not having to hide constantly and fear being caught for his life. Hating the fact that humans … how they could have forgotten about dragons … elves … and other mystical creatures and turn them all into myths and legend when they were all very real.
Was it wrong of them to hide? To let the human's take over?
What was so fearful of magic that it was forgotten and stored in fantasy?
Darkness … that's the fear, those that don't know magic was afraid of those that could. So basically because the weak feared and were great in numbers they fought against it and mythical beasts were driven into hiding and later to extinction. A sad ending to a proud and beautiful era … maybe the only time reality … fantasy … and normality were connected and the fear of the unknown wasn't such a big deal.
Magic wasn't feared … it was valued.
Dragons weren't legend … they were equal.
Elves weren't maniacal … they were understanding.
So what happened?
What happened to cause such a drastic change in history?
Malchior sighed, dropping his claws down to his side finding it ridiculous that he was staring at it trying to figure everything out. A thousand years older, and he still didn't have the wisdom that many other dragons held and he envied. It was like they knew everything there was to life … how come he couldn't know in one shot. Why did he have to work for it? What the hell was the matter with him?
He was supposed to be the species that knew more then even the elves!
So why was it he couldn't even figure out how to apologize to the girl he had hurt in the past!
Frustrating.
Frustrated.
He growled in his head to keep from waking the three and walked to the edge of the pool, looking in and seeing the way he could swim through to get to the opening that was feeding the pool. Thinking for a moment he reached his clawed hand to the water and stirred a small circle, and bored out of his mind. He lifted his finger off and a liquid string of droplets followed. Commanding them to drop, but never splash into the water then calling them up again.
He swirled them around and over his head, watching as the light reflected off them, off the walls and create a beautiful swirl of light around the cavern. It was quite a sight to see … and he wasn't the only one seeing it. Raven … still laying down had opened her eyes to the strange serge of power and whirling complicated emotions disturbing her sleep.
She sat up quietly and watched Malchior fool around and mold the water as if it was the simplest thing in the world. When in fact, she studied on element powers and found liquid was the hardest to control … yet simple enough to mold and shape once she became one with it's aura reading. Complicated to understand? Same realization came to Raven. Though as she watched Malchior even further she had to wonder just how much he knew about magic as he morphed the water into a long bo-staff with a sharp tip at the point.
What on earth was he doing?
She couldn't figure it out, what was the point in it all?
Especially when he twirled the watery weapon and let it sink to transform it into a sword as soon as he swiped for a stab, twirling it around the water morphed into countless other weapons. Yet before he could do anymore he stopped and let the droplets split up to circle him once more. A sigh and Raven noticed he was frowning … something was disrupting his concentration.
A thought … a memory … a person … it could have been anything to cause his loss of concentration.
Raven just prayed it wasn't her, He can't be troubled by what I said earlier … he's a dragon … I thought emotions were hard for them to even feel? What is he thinking?
She stayed quiet, she didn't want to let her waking be known … but he knew.
Her breathing … her scent … her heartbeat … her very aura was known to him and he knew the change and she had been watching him from the start of his training. He tried to make it seem like she didn't bother him … but it was only for so long that it was possible for Malchior to act. Every creature gets tired of acting every now and then. Malchior was tired … and gulped looking up he was killing himself inside when he saw he was right, Gods … why the hell do I always have to be right?
Raven bit down on her lower lip and looked away, Malchior raised a brow. Why was she suddenly so shy? What? She couldn't be strong by herself when the others were asleep. Suddenly he wasn't as scared of her as he should be … instead it took a turn for annoyance and it only got deeper when she stood up and dusted herself off. Greeting him emotionlessly, "Morning."
Malchior shook his head and raised a brow; did she hit her head or something? Yet out of confusion and curiosity he replied and dropped the droplets into the water, "Morning."
He watched her emotionlessly glide across the cavern to the edge of the pool and knelt down. Cupping the water with her hands she splashed it on her face and sighed refreshed and awake by the water, "So … we survived the night … interesting."
"Right …" Malchior narrowed his dragon slit eyes and blinked, waiting for her to show some kind of emotion about last night, anything, but all she did was wipe her face off with her cloak and stand up. With a flip of her cape she turned her back to him and floated to the rock face she had been sitting on last night.
"We have to go into the city … we need clothes and many other things to keep us alive, we have no choice." She commanded and Malchior followed her, standing behind her he tried to see what she as staring at to get a feel of what she was feeling because she hiding everything from him.
If there was one thing Malchior knew, it was the fact that Raven was a better actress than he ever came in contact with. She knew how to mask emotions with emotions, hide answers with question, and still leave room for people to understand that she wasn't an average person to figure out, because the truth of the matter was simple. Raven, let no one in, even when Malchior first meet her in the book he knew she wasn't going to open up to him.
She was too skeptical of him to fully gain her trust.
Even now Malchior had no idea where he stood with her. Did those words, did they mean anything or was she just venting? He had to know, raising a hand up to her shoulder he gently rested on her, physically feeling her body tense she never moved. Was that good? "Raven?"
"Why is your hand on my shoulder? Get it off." a reaction, good, now he knew where to take this and gripped her shoulder tighter. She was trying to push him away, and she was going to have to try harder then that. Leaning down to her left he whispered in her ear and breathed on it intentionally.
"You know you're going to have to do better then that, your words really hurt last night dear. Don't think it'll derail me now, you just caught me off guard that time."
She spun around and shoved him away from her, the rocks beneath him nearly tripping him into the water that shook and waved by Raven's sudden flare of emotion as she glared at him, "Just try me Malchior, I already told you, you hold no chance on me. I'm through with you!"
"Oh really? Then I suppose the little spark of interest and hope in your eyes' nothing to contemplate?" Malchior challenged with a growl.
Raven pulled back, startled, was there a – she shook her head, no, this was Malchior. He'll say anything to get her to crack, "What spark? You're only saying that to make yourself feel better, stop being pathetic."
"Pathetic? Who's being pathetic, who's the one that's getting all upset over past happenings, certainly not me little Raven." Malchior scoffed, it was working, she was being bothered and the tables were turning. "I find it amusing that you hold yourself in such high esteem, but have doubts about the simplest thing as feeling. Pity how you fear yourself."
She rushed him, and raised a hand to hit him, he caught her wrist and used his own strength to over power and check her aura. Subduing it and having it succumb to him, he saw the sudden fear in her eyes when she felt her power weakening just by his touch. Her wondering of just how much magic he knew was answered … she underestimated him once more, he was far stronger then she. He was a dragon after all … dragons were naturally born with an inner strength that only took years to reveal itself. Refusing to be beaten so easily she raised her other hand to strike, but he caught it.
Raven hissed when he dropped her to the ground and held her hands on either side of her head, how could she have been so stupid! Of course with the smirk on his face Raven finally realized this was one of his little games and she fell for it! Trying hard to wiggle free from his hold, his weight held her still and she panicked, "Get off me! What the hell do you think you're doing!"
"Trying to get you to listen to me, and I'm not letting up until you do," he growled defiantly, glaring down at her he dared her to even try and use magic on him. His grin turned into a meaningful serious look, he really wasn't going to let her up. Raven huffed and looked away, like she was going to obey him. The bastard pinned her to the ground and he expected her to listen? Fuck that! It just made her even madder. Malchior's face softened and he leaned down to kiss her on the cheek. Chuckling as she balled her hands into fists and tried to throw him off once more, "You're stubborn over nothing, all I'm asking is for you to listen to me."
"Yeah right," Ravens scoffed and scowled at the teasing dragon, "Kissing me and pinning me down is getting me to listen to you? Get real and get off! Everything you say is a lie! Everything you say is just to get your way, everything you do is all for your guilty pleasure! And I refuse to become your little play toy any longer, so get off right now so I can kick you ass!"
"Is that what you really think?" Malchior asked softly, "You really think I do what I do to get my way and only my way?"
"Shut up!" Raven closed her eyes and looked away, why did he have to sound so sorry? "Just shut up and leave me alone already! You came back, that doesn't mean you have to come and see me. I'm nothing to you, I gave you what you wanted … a way out … why do you keep coming back … why won't you leave me alone …"
"Because …" he whispered and Raven felt his grip loosen … she debated whether or not to push off now and give him a taste of his own medicine, but she wanted to hear what he had to say. Why wouldn't he leave her alone? Why did he have to go through all this trouble just to have her listen to him? She had to hear him, she even risked him moving a hand up to cup her cheek and allow for him to lean so close to her his forehead was resting on hers, "… Because I want you to forgive me … would you forgive me … if I said I was sorry … Raven …?"
Was he serious?
That's all he wanted to know, if she'd forgive him?
That's it?
If that was the case then there was a simple answer!
Raven gulped, she already decided not to forgive him … so why was it she was chocking all of a sudden? Clearing her throat and clearing her mind from all doubt she looked him right in the eye and saw that he begged for her answer. They were pure, raw emotion raw anxiety, as if her very answer would decide his life and death. Where had she seen this before? It seemed familiar somehow, but shrugged it off as nothing but her mind playing tricks.
Forgiveness … could she forgive him?
Of course not, it was already decided.
So why was she hesitant?
"Raven …" he called her name again, maybe because she was taking forever to answer … and she was because she was fighting with her head, her set decision, and her benefit of the doubt. Which was it? Yes or no?
Raven frowned, why did he have to make it so hard?
"Malchior …" she whispered his name from her mouth.
Her mouth?
Her mouth!
Even Malchior jerked his head back in shock as Raven shot a hand to her mouth … did she … just speak?
"Malchior …" she whispered again after moving her hands from her mouth and gasped, " … I can … I can speak … wha – ho – what the hell!"
She spoke … the curse … it's broken … Malchior gulped and tried to restrain himself from jumping in rampant joy. The emotion curse … so … I was right … I was right to still love her … she does trust me …
Malchior sat back to allow for her to sit up and cupped her face in his hands, grinning, "So … you do forgive me."
"Wha …" Raven blinked, and blinked again, "Huh?"
"It was a forgiveness curse," he smirked and took advantage of her shock to kiss her gently on her forehead, "You forgive me from the bottom of your heart and you'll be able to speak once more."
"A … forgiveness … curse …?" still a bit lost, Raven pulled away from Malchior and scrambled to her feet, but moved to far back and Malchior's smirk fell to cringe.
"Raven! Watch your step!" shooting up to catch her, it was too late and her heel hooked to a rock causing her to fall into the water, Malchior grabbed onto her wrist, but before he could steady his ground she pulled him in on top of her. The two of them dropped and a big splash sounded through out the cave. Startling Rorek and Kenneth awake and splashing a bit of water on the two, they yelped and pulled away from the cold.
"What the fuck man! I can't even get a descent's nights sleep? Shit! You didn't have to drop water on me!"
"Good lord," Rorek growled and stood up to glare at Malchior and Raven who both surfaced and breeched to gasp for some much needed air, "You know, it would be nice of you two to warn us before hand that you're going for a dip. Not just go on a head and splash about! Bloody hell!"
"It wasn't my fault," Malchior growled back and swam to the edge and crawled out of the water with Raven behind him, "She was the one who tripped."
Raven jerked back as she climbed out of the water, "Me, Malchior? You're putting this on me? You're the one that wouldn't let me up!"
"I'm not the klutz," Malchior argued and Raven slapped him upside the head hard enough to the point where the thwack echoed in the cavern. Even Kenneth cringed.
"Klutz that, dragon." Raven hissed and turned on him, the wet of her hair and cloak splashing on him. Malchior cringed and his growl turned to a low rumbling roar, snorting he couldn't help to smirk, still happy that her curse was broken. She forgave him … and that's all that mattered for now.
Rorek raised a brow, Hold on … looking back to Kenneth who shrugged, the two both realized something and pointed to Raven. Asking at once, "Did you just – "
Raven glared at them both and shot a darker glare at the wet dragon, "Speak, yes … and then this idiot over here dropped us into the water."
"Well," Malchior grinned, "cursed people aren't supposed to talk, and it was you that dropped us my dear."
"Shut up," Raved growled suddenly feeling a sense of repetitive scene here, yet flipped somehow. Shaking her head she sighed and put her hands on her hips, "Okay … my curse is over with and now we have another problem … the queen … and Malchior's father –" Malchior cringed at the mention of his father, " – they're both after us and for the same reason. We're fatigue and in need of decent rations. The way I see it, we have no choice but to march into one of either the Light City or the Dark City. Either which we're all in danger of getting caught … so what's it going to be?"
"I say old fashion stealthy spy work will do the trick," X shrugged, "I mean we already got water here where we can drink from and everything, I hardly think it's poisoned. Just get two people to sneak into the city and bingo, we're ration success."
"Hello," Malchior waved, "Forgetting we have a dragon here?"
"What about you?" Raven sneered.
Malchior gave her a dry look, "Come on, we don't have to go into the city for anything but fresh clothes, I'll hunt the food, I'm starved anyway."
"Just remember we have to eat to," Rorek sighed and looked to Raven, "So who sneaks into the city and which city will it be?"
"The Dark City, not that I know if that's the true name or not," Raven shrugged, "but it's the closest. X will have to go no doubt … Malchior can't go because he'll be in the nearby forest hunting … Rorek, it's either you or me."
Rorek snickered, "Shall we draw straws?"
"I think Rorek should go," X suggested, "no offence Rae, but I just think your power's kind a limited, I need someone I can trust to watch my back. Bad enough I'm working with partners, I don't need one that's at risk of getting my ass caught."
"Are you trying to say I can't be as stealthy as you?" Raven scowled and X shook his head.
"No … I'm just saying that –"
"Raven knock it off," Malchior sighed tiredly, "must you always challenge everything someone says, just trust the thief to get the job done, besides. You're dripping wet, how are you going to keep from getting caught like the way you are? Rorek knows more about the elfin culture then you do, let him go."
Pride was a funny thing, and Raven had pride, hardly anyone took her to be the competitive type. Though that was because she refused to show that anything could get to her, she still didn't like the fact that there was two – no wait, Rorek was giving her a I-think-they're-right look, so that made it three against one. She had no say and was forced to step down. Gathering her head she sighed and waved her hand, "Fine, go, but be careful and whatever you both do, don't give away our position."
"Ma'am yes ma'am," X smirked and walked over to Malchior, "Yo man, let me borrow your clothes for the time I'm gone, they look like quick-dries."
Malchior raised a brow, he didn't know what "quick-dries" were, but if he was referring to the magic that his clothing offered to where it could morph with him and had the indestructible penetration of mock dragon scales. Then he was right to ask to borrow, shrugging he pulled the black wife-beater off and traded tops with the human who unclasped his cape. Raven on the side bit on her lower lip and turned away, Geez, can't they at least warn me!
Rorek crossed his arms over his chest and chuckled at the blush on Raven's cheeks as she huffed and stormed off to another part of the cavern. Malchior looked amongst himself in the Red X uniform and frowned, "Really, I don't see the specialty these battle-suits have to offer."
X grinned and looked him self up and down, "Whatever man, damn you got style, I think I'll keep this. Hey, what's this?"
The chain on the side of Malchior's pants that was now on Kenneth's person rattled, curious Kenneth pulled on it and found it was nothing special, just a chain. Put out, X snorted, but Malchior answered his curiosity, "It resembles my tail, remember you're wearing my clothes. It's not just for looks; everything on it is apart of me and will protect you when something bad should happen. Like oh say you get shot? The impact will be felt, but it won't burn through unless it's magic. Just take care to dodge any and all attacks that's thrown at you alright?"
X waved him off, "Yeah, yeah, it's like a battle suit I got it. Rorek, come on let's hit the road."
"Right, I'll be with you in a minute," Rorek waved as X squeezed out of the tunnel and walked over to Raven who was still trying to dry herself off. Holding out a hand he muttered a simple spell and she gasped when she was engulfed in a swirling white light. Going from her head to toe, Raven looked about herself to see she was dried off. Looking up to Rorek she raised a brow and he smiled sweetly, "thought it was the least I could do, you seemed really saddened that you couldn't go."
Still skeptical Raven scanned him and pulled back, "Right … is that it?"
Rorek faltered, "No … uh … I was, um, wondering, if it's not so bold of me to ask … but … um, what is it that you were feeling when your curse was broken?"
Caught off guard, Raven blinked and opened her mouth but closed it and shook her head … how was it that the curse was broken? She knew it happened with Malchior but she didn't know what really happened anyway. Glancing nervously at the dragon noticing that he was fiddling with the cape's clip that was supposed to go around his neck. She looked back to Rorek and whispered knowing Malchior was too distracted to hear, "I don't know … but I was hoping you could have told me. I know it has something to do with emotion, but when I did start to speak I was so … um … look do you have a clue what Malchior's up to here?"
"A clue?" Rorek snorted and stifled laughter, "to know what's going on with Malchior you first have to know what goes on with dragons period. And no body has a clue what goes on when dragons are around the area. I guarantee you won't be bored that's for sure."
Raven shook her head and huffed, "That really doesn't help me Rorek."
Rorek smiled sadly for her and shrugged, "Sorry … but it's true, that's why I'm quite surprised that he said Miss Sun'shane was able to control him. She may have been a sorceress, but I know she wasn't that powerful, but her sister Miss Maed'night, may have been able to."
Raven blinked and waved her hand, "Whoa, whoa, back up Miss who?"
"What? Miss Sun'shane?" Rorek's brow narrowed in confusion Raven shook her head.
"No, the other one, her – um – sister, Miss …"
Rorek nodded, a sense of enlightenment falling on him for her question, "Oh! You must mean Miss Maed'night, yes she was the eldest … I haven't known them all personally, but I was a knight of the Council, so I knew all the lords and ladies and their servants. Or sadly back then, their slaves. Miss Maed'night and her mother Madame Roth were Lord Gar'dof's favorites."
Maed'night … Raven closed her eyes for a moment trying to remember where she had heard that name once before … in her studies … "Maed'night … she had a … son? Didn't she?"
Rorek blinked and gave Raven a strange look, was she trying to remember something? Because she looked almost lost, nodding slowly the wizard answered carefully, "Yes … she did, but as Malchior said the family sadly perished due to the harsh treatment and anger of Lord Gar'dof when Miss Sun'shane vanished."
"What was this son's name?" Raven asked quickly, Rorek raised a brow and answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Master Reign, Reign Roth?"
"Yo! Rorek you comin' out some time this spring? I thought I saw snow!" X screamed from the entrance, Malchior looked up in confusion, he had thought Rorek and Kenneth already left. What was Rorek doing still talking to Raven? Not at all liking the way the wizard spun around and gasped at the call of his name and the bewildered look on Raven's face. The dragon snorted.
"You know, if he shouts any louder we're going to be found, you better get moving," Malchior half growled half sneered. Rorek glanced down at him and shook his head. Ignoring the dragon completely he turned back to Raven and put his hands on her shoulders bending down to her eye level. It just further agitated Malchior.
"Miss Raven, is everything alright?" worried Rorek tilted his head to try and see her face at a better angle, she looked up at him and bit down on her lower lip.
In a low, almost inaudible voice she whispered, "I'm a descendent of Reign Roth … he's supposed to be the blood that started my bloodline!"
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"You're kidding." Robin jerked his head back and shook it, "Please tell me this is just a sick joke!"
Gale-gard, the elf, held in captivity for the full night. Now fully wake and being held prisoner in Titan Tower being interrogated. The drow blinked his blackened neon green eyes. A bored expression on his face as he lifted a cuffed hand that held a cup of water, taking a sip he eyed all the Titans that stood in the room. All of them wearing the same exact look on their faces.
Shocked and disbelief, the drow sighed as he finished drinking, "Why lie? I've failed my mission, the queen has no further use of me, and my clan will disown me because I've also failed to keep ties with the queen strong. I already told you, the Underground City couldn't go on living the way it does, not with the "Red Sea Sapphire" as you humans would like to call it gone. It not only powers our city, but the whole of Azalon."
"Dude …" Beast Boy shook his head and looked to Robin who was still in disbelief, "Robin, there's an entire city just below us right now!"
Robin ignored him and scowled, "And what about the assassination, who's going after them now?"
Gale-gard raised a brow, and then snorted sarcastically, "The Queens summoned Shadow Dragons I'm sure. They've never failed her through out the times. Lead by the only Hellborn Black Dragon Ellris'malchron, Sire to Malchior'oru Ellris'omus … he's what you can call Trigon's pet lizard if they were to join forces. A nasty duo might I add."
"How do you know about Trigon?" Cyborg glared and Gale-gard scoffed and sat back in the Teen Titans' couch, getting cozy. After all he had a feeling he was going to be her awhile.
"Everyone knows Trigon I'm sure you bunch already encountered him considering you are joined with Lady Raven Roth, am I wrong?" smirk, smug, too smug, Robin didn't like smuggy villains.
It made his blood boil. "Okay then, let me get this straight, Raven's run off with a wizard that has half the heart of a dragon that's the replacement prince of a Queen who planned to kill her own son and the human girl he was having an affair with. Paid drows – which would be you and this other guy Maeson, along with many others to do it because she didn't have the heart to."
"To only leave the job not fully completed," Starfire added, her bright green eyes shinning with worry, "they have not known the prince and the girl had a son who passed on a linage that mixed with only humans to hide the bloodline and try to make it disappear."
"Add on to that," Cyborg took over, "Raven is related to this guy that could be the direct descendent of the prince and the human girl, who's older sister also had a son and both originating from Azarath."
Gale-gard smiled and clapped his hands as if he was waiting for an encore, "Well done, that's putting your heads together!"
Beast Boy sighed and held his head, trying to process the information without having to hurt his head too hard. He gulped, "Man … that's a lot of history! Who would have known Raven is an in-law relative to the elfin royalty! I mean their blood is so split apart they're hardly even considered related … right? Think about it guys … Raven's in trouble, the Queen could be pissed because the job wasn't done right and wants any and all evidence of her son's … uh … "union" be destroyed. Raven's in huge trouble."
"He's right you know," Gale-gard smirked, "it's only a matter of time before Ellris'malchron gets to the four of them … I wouldn't be surprised that he's already fighting them now. Malchior may be his son, but that doesn't mean the hatchling is strong enough to kill him."
Robin gritted his teeth, "Maybe … but the apple never falls far from the tree. Take us to the entrance of the Underground City. Raven should have never gone alone."
Suddenly the smug elf's smirk dropped, stupefied, "What?"
The leader of the vigilant team picked the elf up by the collar scowling he growled, "You're going to take us to Raven, whether you like it or not."
"Of course …" Gale-gard nodded swiftly anything to get Robin to release him, which he did, pushing him back onto the couch. The elf glared, "but you're being rash, how would you know what to do once you face the Queen or the Hellborn? Trigon may have been a demon of great power, but you can always trust an evil being to be evil. These, lady and gentlemen are not demons of hell they are creatures of earth. They can think, and they can feel … they can trade sides, and until you can establish who's side is on what … how can you be sure that you're not on the wrong end of the chessboard."
Robin scowled his infamous scowl, "Because I'm on my own chessboard."
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I'll admit … Robin can be scary at times, but cool all the same. Just goes to show how billy-bad-ass Robin can be. Yet Red X is cooler! Anyway, lot has happened in this chapter, think you can get the connection? You're all smart; I think you did … see ya in the next chapter.
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