I am so sorry for not updating in a while but I have been writing my own original story at Fiction Press. So let's get on with it. On a side note: Wilson is not Slade! Wilson was his last name in the comics, but this is a diffrent Wilson, a family man police guy.
This next chapter is short and more of Raven's thoughts.
No...no. Terra killed someone. It wasn't like it was the first time, but it must have been so hard to do it again! Why did she do it? She got too caught up in it. Slade didn't want the guy dead, obviously. He had scolded her, telling her that her orders were to frighten and not to kill. Save the killing for later.
The night after Wilson was killed was diffrent for Raven. No more warm, comfortable bed. It was a cot in a dark room, somewhere in Slade's base. Not to mention it was cold.
The next day, it was more attacking the city. That night, Raven had nightmares of becoming a real villain.
The next day, there was robbing micro chips from high-security banks. That night, Raven cried herself to sleep.
The next day, she was sore from working so hard. Once again, it was terrorizing the city. Raven kept telling herself that it wouldn't last forever, but she was losing hope.
It was now the fourth day of being Slade's apprentice. Why hadn't Robin come to find her yet? Raven slapped her fore-head. Of course. Robin didn't even know where she was. Slade seemed to get a new base every year. Why did he have to have a new one? Why?
That night, Raven got out a pen and scrap paper she had found while robbing a bank. She had been keeping notes on that paper, to save if she ever got out of there. She sat on her bed and put the paper on here leg. She began writing on the paper.
Today is the fourth day I have been Slade's apprentice. Note: If Iam ever freedfrom this prison, I must save this paper in my diary.
I was made to steal a secret micro-chip again. Why? Slade seems to need this. It must be important, which makes it bad. Anything important to Slade cannot be good. I can't help but have the feeling that he is using me for something. Nothing as extreme as destorying the world like the last time, but bringing power to him. I don't know what to do. I'll worry about that later.
I have not taken a shower in days. This suit is uncomfortable. My hair is starting to get messy and frizzy. I can't stand this. At least I have Terra for company. She is going through the same thing I am. But when she is not with me, causing chaos, she is curled up in her bed, crying. I don't know what to do. I want to tell her it will not last forever, but I can't even tell myself that. If a genie could grant me one wish, I would wish for-
Raven ran out of room on her paper. She swore out loud. Shehad been moodylately. If you were kidnapped, forced to leave your team and made to be a villain, you would be moody too. Not to mention Slade beat her all the time. If she did not perform a task the exact way he wanted it to be performed, he would get mad. Raven would have bruises. Raven still had cuts from when she was captured by Terra.
"Will this ever end?" Raven asked absolutly no one, hoping, praying, someone would answer.
And no one did...
Thank you. One of the reasons I done this chapter so short and containing just Raven's thoughts is that this story is based around her diary. I wanted to keep it that way, even if she is in a dark,cold (did I mention dark?), villain's base. R&R!