Scars ch. 13

Headache

Pounding. Pounding. All he felt was pounding in his head. He couldn't think because if he tried to use his mind, the memories all came back. With a vengeance. As if that were the only thing left in his mind. And he couldn't think of anything else.

His head even just hurt to much to think. His head didn't feel too hot. Not only did it feel like it was going to pop, but it was spinning. No wonder he had given up his consciousness. He hated this feeling.

Usually his mind was sharp as ever, and if used correctly, a dangerous weapon. But now it felt exhausted, stressed, overused,...painful. It was not the nicest feeling. Not to mention the feeling of overwhelming fatigue throughout his entire body. He couldn't move. And he was breathing raspy and heavily. All this along with the feeling of a jackhammer pounding into his head. There was too much mental and emotional pain in his head, but he couldn't remember where from...

"Rooobiin..."

Someone was calling him. And it sounded...mocking. And the tone was left in the air, echoing in Robin's already damaged mind. Robin slowly stirred. But because of his weak state of mind, he was not all there right now.

Robin slowly decided to open his eyes uneasily. He didn't fully remember where he was, or what had happened earlier for that matter. He saw the concrete barren room and was confused. He tried to move his limp arms, but found they were chained to the wall. He panicked and tried to remove them, but as rusty and used as the chains were, he was too weak to even come close to breaking them.

His shirt was missing, and all this seemed all too familiar in his mind to just be ignored. His fractured psyche had left bruises on all of his mental barriers. He heard the voice again.

"Rooobiin..."

He tried to shake his head to clear his mind but it didn't work. He feared this voice. He wasn't sure why, but he just feared it somehow. He desperately searched the depths of his mind for answers. Racking his brain even more. He was so confused and a little scared. But then, all of a sudden, everything came back to him in a flash of light and flash backs. It all came to him in previous memories and emotions.

Beatings.

Flashes.

Steel.

Concrete.

Memories.

Pain.

Agony.

Defeat.

Anger.

Hatred.

Fear.

Disgust.

Slade.

Love.

Hope.

Conquest.

Terror.

Longing.

Confusion.

Desire.

Starfire.

Robin yelled out as he recalled his previous situations. His mind was famous for returning his memories in a harsh, quick instant. Robin tried to stay calm. He had to fight his fear, pain, and exhaustion if he wanted to live through this. But he just couldn't get this one thought out of his head.

'Slade has me...'

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