Poison IV

Slade x Robin

Slade laid Robin down on the examining table and made quick work of getting the anti-venom. Where the gang had found Inland Taipan venom in Jump City eluded him, but there was a right price for everything. Filling the syringe he injected the liquid into the lifeless boy's arm and readied an oxygen mask to assist him in his breathing.

Just as he was about to place the mask over Robin's face, the young boy's eyes opened slowly. Slade hesitated ever so slightly. The villain knew that, given Robin's reaction earlier, that things were not going to go well.

When the young hero's eyes focused on the criminal mastermind above him, he panicked. Robin's reaction was only worsened by the fact that Slade grabbed his arms and pinned him to the table.

"Robin I need you to listen to me," the masked villain said in his usual monotone voice. The young boy didn't hear him and started to fight against his hold, much like he did when on the roof.

"Get off me!" He yelled in a rough voice as he managed to kick the older man off of him. The red and green hero didn't get more then ten feet from the table before he was grabbed by Slade and pinned to the floor.

Any other time Robin would have been very uncomfortable with the position the two of them were in. Slade was nothing short of straddling the young boy and had his hands pinned on either side of his head.

Still fighting against the older man's hold, he didn't even realize that he had broken into a violent coughing fit and blood was dripping from his mouth.

"Get…off," Robin managed through coughs as his struggles weakened.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Slade said in a low voice as he released one of the young boy's hands, only to pull out another syringe. Robin's fading vision focused on the needle and he started to panic again.

"It's just a sedative," Slade whispered as he injected the serum into the boy's right arm. Robin let out a weak moan as the drug started to take its effect. Eyelids drooping he forced himself to stay conscious. He didn't see it but under Slade's mask, a smirk had spread across his face.

"Sleep Robin," he purred in the Boy Wonder's ear as he leaned over him dominatingly. Not even a second later, Robin was out like a light.

Slade smirked at the memory from under his mask.

"You gave me quite a struggle before I was able to sedate you," the man said, amusement laced in his voice as he looked at the bandaged hero. Robin glared at him untrustingly. Stubborn as always, Slade thought mildly amused.

The orange and black villain had always admired the young boy's bravery and his ability to remain clam even in the worst situations. However, seeing Robin like this reminded him that he was, indeed, still just a child.

Slade took in the young hero's figure and noticed that he was shivering slightly. This didn't surprise him considering his lair was underground and there was little heating to speak of. Also, the fact that the Boy Wonder was still running a fever that was hovering around 102 did little to help the situation. Soundlessly, he slipped from the room to fetch the young boy some warmer clothes.

Robin had been lost in his own thoughts when he looked up and suddenly realized that Slade was no longer in the room. Now's my chance! He thought as he pushed himself off the look-alike operating table. The instant his bare feet came in contact with the cool cement floor, a jolt of pain shot through his left foot.

Gasping in pain, his leg gave out from under him and he struggled to regain his footing. Wincing at the unwanted pain his brain was registering, he tried to steady himself on a small table that was beside him. It was on rollers.

Eyes widening in shock, he instinctively tried to put weight on the hurt foot but all this got him was it simply giving out from under him. Robin closed his eyes as his body went rigid as it prepared itself to hit the floor.

Instead he fell into a pair of strong, warm arms. Opening his masked eyes, the young hero found himself looking up at the masked face of his arch nemesis. Slade smirked under his two toned mask.

"Anxious to get back into my arms are we?" The older man teased.