Hello Everybody! It's been a week since I last saw you, you're lucky you got an update, I can be pretty lazy, I've been saying to myself all (half) week is:
Conscience- Maybe I should update.
Me- Nah, it's only been a week.
Conscience- Update!
Me- Sit down, do nothing, and read other people's FanFictions!
Conscience- Lazy bum.
Me- I know.
This will become a crossover, I'm thinking of giving Miss M and Superboy a guest appearance, but only towards the end.
Now, I give you- the chapter you've all been waiting for, the one with torture ;) :p :)
Disclaimer- I don't own Teen Titans or Young Justice.
Slade
Slade walked quickly through the halls of his hideout, smirking to himself as he thought of what he had planned for his little 'guest'. When he reached the holding cell, he didn't hesitate in opening the door, he placed his thumb on the thumb-print scanner by the door, the scanner turned green and the door opened with a soft hissing sound.
The sound disturbed Kid Flash, who instantly opened his eyes and attempted to sit up, only to be stopped the restraints.
"Good Morning." Slade said to the struggling hero.
Kid Flash didn't reply, his only response was to struggle harder.
"Hello, Kid Flash."
"Slade, what do you want?" The boy hissed through clenched teeth.
"A good question, what do I want? Revenge? There are many things I want Kid Flash, but, sadly, I cannot have them all." (A/N Sounds like me wanting to own Teen Titans.)
"Fine, then." Kid Flash replied "What are your motives for kidnapping me."
Slade paused for a moment, as if he were thinking about his answer. "That's none of your business."
"Are you kidding me?" Kid Flash glared at him, obviously annoyed at receiving the answer that had irked him so much the day before.
Slade smirked under his mask, he reached into his pocket, his hand closed around the cold metal, before pulling the gun out of his pocket and pointing it at the speedster.
No-one would be able to miss the fear in Kid Flash's eyes as he saw the gun in Slade's hand, in fact, it wasn't fear in the boy's eyes, it was complete and utter terror, terrified at the thought of dying, dying without ever seeing Jinx or his Team again, terrified at dying at the hands of Slade.
But Slade wasn't going to kill him, not yet, first he was going to show the speedster pain, true pain, then, and only then would he finally kill the boy.
"I'm not going to kill you." Slade said to the speedster, which wasn't really reassuring, considering the unspoken implication.
I'm not going to kill you. Yet.
Slade moved the gun so that it no longer pointed at Kid Flash's chest.
He pulled the trigger.
The young speedster screamed in pain as the bullet lodged deep into his shoulder. Before the boy had even come to terms with what had happened Slade delivered a quick blow to his chest.
Slade smirked in triumph as he heard a rib or two crack under the force of his fist.
"Is that all you've got?" Kid Flash managed, giving Slade one of his trademark cocky smirk, the very same one that he had given the H.I.V.E Five after telling them that by 'hooking up' with the Brotherhood of Evil, they had proved him right.
Slade didn't bother replying, instead he simply raised his fist and punched Kid Flash again, this time in the face.
Kid Flash yelled in pain as the fist connected with his cheekbone.
Slade took a step back and surveyed his handy-work smirking as he saw the already forming purple discolouration already forming around the speedster's right eye.
"Perhaps you should hold your tongue, speedster." Slade was still smirking. (A/N He's doing a lot, isn't he?)
"That's one skill I haven't quite mastered." Despite the pain Kid Flash was smirking. "But I could run to Mexico and get him some tacos?"
"Do you think I'm stupid." Slade queried.
"Not really hard to make that assumption."
Slade's answer to this was a punch to the gut, causing blood to dribble out from the boy's lips.
"It's really no fun to hurt you when you're restrained and you can't do anything to retaliate or avoid it." Slade mused, as he walked around the captive superhero.
Bending over, Slade began to untie the straps around the speedster's wrists.
When Kid Flash's hands were untied, he sat up straight and attempted the punch Slade. The one-eyed man easily avoided the speedster's clumsily swinging fists.
Slade's retaliation was fast, slapping the speedster across the face.
Kid Flash let out a small cry at the sharp pain in his cheek.
"Don't worry, I have a plan to avoid any more of these, Ah, problems." Slade locked eyes (or eye) with the speedster, before reaching into his pocket and pulling a syringe out of his pocket and stabbing it into the superhero's arm.
Within seconds Kid Flash began feeling the effects of the fentanyl coursing through his body, his eyes rolled up into his head and he collapsed back onto the table.
Slade finished undoing the restraints around Kid Flash's ankles and wrists.
Slade picked up the unconscious speedster, and lifted him over to the wall.
He walked over to the door, as he had when he entered the cell, he placed his hand over the scanner, as the doors opened with their usual hissing noise. As he left the room he spotted a familiar face.
"Hello, my apprentice."
"Hello, Master," the Slade's Apprentice replied, "The Titans are panicking over Kid Flash's disappearance, everything is going according to plan."
Done! Not really very torture-y. Took me a few hours to complete, Review and guess who the apprentice is! Any correct reviews and you get a shout-out in the next chapter.
Thankyou for reading and a special shout-out to a friend of mine who was reading over my shoulder and found an error, thanks!
Thank-you to my brothers and my brother's friends for dealing me being grumpy. Also, I'm watching Crocodile Dundee II right now. Anyway, please review! Thankyou to anyone who favourited or followed this story.
See ya! Thanks for reading!
