Discoveries?
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Amethyst eyes shot open. Her body instinctively got up from being laid. Her breath was heavy, ragged, like she had just been running miles and miles a while ago. Her hand crept up and cupped her forehead, wiping the beads of sweat that trickled from it.
She took a final breath before it returned to normal. She obviously had some sort of nightmare. This phenomenon's getting weirder and maybe, she could say it was getting worse than the other. This was the second time she had this kind of dream.
The first one was about them, the titans, fighting Slade. It was fine the first moments but then Starfire got captured by the villain and she saw herself enclosed in an orb wherein she couldn't get out.
Then, Robin. Yes, Robin. It seemed like she was viewing these in his eyes, which was definitely weird. Like why would she even have a dream viewed in another person's vision? And now…
She practically thought she was the one killing someone she never knew but when she heard herself, in her point of view before she found out, spoke, it was indeed a male's voice. There were also switches in views. It almost made her sick. And finally, she found herself in a view where it seemed like she just killed a look alike of their leader.
Her eyes narrowed, thinking deeply within herself. She needed to find out more about this. Suddenly, it dawned upon her.
The Bond! How could she have forgotten about it? Robin was probably sending her these dreams of his through their bond. But wait a minute. Shouldn't it be cut off for now because she was in Azarath? The spell Azar casted upon her must've separated her mind from his. Unless…
She immediately contacted Chace by using a special spell. An image of the girl came in sight. She yawned. It was probably still early in the morning back on Earth. But she didn't care for now. She had to know.
"Chace, is Robin still there?" The girl's eyes widened as she got up, collecting her senses.
"What? Of course he's still here. Where do you expect him to go?" She replied without hesitation. But deep inside, she felt queasy.
"Are you sure?" Raven demanded.
"Yes." Chace never broke the eye contact. A knock was heard through the communication. It was coming from Chace's location.
"Raven, breakfast is ready. You should probably come down and eat." Raven felt relieved at the moment. That just proved her that she was wrong. Her leader was definitely there, back on Earth. Not on Azarath.
"Sure." Raven replied for Chace. When they were sure that no one was outside, Raven bid her goodbye to Chace.
Maybe she was wrong about her speculation. Maybe her mind's just playing tricks on her. Maybe.
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Robin was staring into nothingness, obviously not caring of what was happening around him. He even hadn't touched his food. He was thinking of something. That lady's statement. It kept repeating in his mind.
How did you do it? I practically made sure that no one's gonna pass this stage.
Made sure that no one's gonna pass this stage…
If she wanted no one to win this challenge, then why go through finding a lot of candidates and waste time doing so? What's so important with that possession they're gonna give to the winner? If that possession's so important, why give it as a prize? It doesn't make any sense.
"What doesn't make any sense, Robin?" The dark-haired teen raised his head and turned to Wildfire. He never noticed that he said that out loud.
"N-nothing. I was just thinking about something back home." He smoothly lied but his questioner seemed to accept his answer and didn't further inquire. Robin was drowned in his thoughts again. He needed to investigate.
He got up from the table and returned to his room. He got a paper and a pen and began scribbling something. If he could remember it clearly, unlike the other cloaked beings with him that time, the clasp of the woman's cloak had some unique design on it. That had to mean something at the very least. He retained his casual attire but put his utility belt, just in case something goes wrong, hiding it underneath his shirt and began his journey.
-/-
Where should I begin? Now that was a big question. Robin thought to himself. He decided to ask the townspeople at the market first.
"Do you know where I could find this symbol?" He asked politely as possible but sadly, the man carrying a basket of fruits, he presumed, shook his head, telling him he doesn't have any idea.
Robin sighed. "Thank you." That was probably the 100th person he had asked. Key word: probably. He had lost count of how many people he had asked. But he wouldn't surrender that easy. After all, the market was not the only place in Azarath.
Just as when he was going to take his leave, he had bumped with someone. "I'm sorry. I wasn't looking at the way." He said as he helped the old lady get back on her feet. He also picked up the things she bought that fell on the ground.
"You're such a nice boy. Your apology is accepted." He slightly nodded in response and got the paper on the ground.
"You seem distressed. What can I do to help you, young lad?" He smiled politely as he showed her the paper.
"Actually, I'm looking for something, I mean any information about this symbol, I suppose." The old lady's eyes widened in recognition.
"I have no idea how you managed to know, at least, about this symbol but I could tell you where you could find it."
"Really?"
"Indeed. Only a few, those who served there, know about this. That symbol is for royalty. If you want to find someone who has that, go to the palace." She pointed at the palace. Oh, that palace. He thanked the lady and offered a smile.
"Be careful not to be caught!" The old lady said, waving her hand goodbye. He grinned.
"I have no plans of doing so. Good bye!" He waved back as he dashed his way to the majestic palace.
-/-
Robin arrived at the palace and saw only 2 guards standing by the gate. One side of his mask shot up. Why would anyone put such low security on a palace where their ruler is? Won't someone try and infiltrate it? But then realization dawned upon him. This isn't Earth. And they probably have monks and mages or some magic barrier protecting the castle to avoid such instances. He thought inwardly.
Wait a minute, how was he going to go in without being noticed? He mentally slapped his forehead. Why hadn't he thought about this again? He had no idea. It would've been easier if he was just dealing with computerized systems and stuff.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when a hand held him on his shoulder. He turned and saw a cloaked man. Again, who doesn't wear a cloak on Azarath?
"This is where you've been!" He cried out. "Come now. We must finish our task inside." Robin eyed him curiously.
"Uhmm… You must've mista-" He stopped at his midsentence. This might be his ticket in.
"What exactly are we going to finish?" The man explained the things they needed to do and handed him a working uniform. Once changed, Robin blended in with the other workers as the guards let them pass.
'Well that was easy. Too easy…' Robin thought, suspicious of what was happening. Once inside, he slowly separated from the group unnoticed and went over his search for some real answers. He went through a long corridor, surprised that no one, not a single soul was present. He opened doors and found nothing but furniture.
'There really is something off about this place. I just can't point out what exactly.' He ventured through another corridor and just like the first one, nobody was there. Just about he was going to leave the corridor to proceed to another; he stopped dead on his tracks. He felt someone behind him.
He instinctively turned around and saw a girl, about 13 or 14 years of age, he could guess. She had a wavy short bluish hair and was dressed in a pure white dress with drippings of crimson red color at the ends. She wore an innocent smile on her face.
"Hello Mister! Are you lost?" She asked cheerfully.
"No. I'm not lost, just looking for something." He carefully replied with words chosen.
"Hnn… What are you looking for? The palace is a big place to search. Want me to help you?" Robin decided not to tell her what he was looking for, still having doubts about her strange appearance, as if she knew he was going to be here.
"Thanks but I'd prefer to search alone. I don't want to bother you." She grinned for some reason. In a blink of an eye, she disappeared from his sight. His eyes looked for any signs of the girl but found none.
"Where did she-?" He was cut through his sentence when she reappeared behind him and got the paper wherein he scribbled the symbol. How did she know that it was there?
"Hey, give that back." He demanded in a serious voice, trying to take it away from her hands. She flicked her wrist and soon, Robin found himself unable to move his limbs.
"What the—?!" He exclaimed, still unable to have his limbs back to the functioning state.
"Tsk… Tsk… Tsk…" The girl slowly shook her head. "You were looking for the wrong thing, Mister. You shouldn't be here. Do you even have any idea who exactly owns this thing?"
"Yes." He answered partly true. He did know it belonged to a royalty but to whom exactly, he had no idea. The girl smiled at him once more.
"Wrong answer, Mister." She snapped her fingers together.
"Wait!" He pleaded but it was too late. He was teleported to another place.
He soon found himself dodging a spiked large steel ball, hearing the cheers from the crowd around him.
He was at an arena.
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A/N: Updated! J