Chapter Three: An Unanswered Letter
Author's Note: This chapter is written from Max's perspective – read to find out more
Disclaimer 1: I do not own teen titans or the teen titan's characters – though I do wish I did.
Disclaimer 2: I do though own Max Steeler. She is a character of my original thought and design. Steal and die.
I have decided to write down the events of my life. The reason? Not for anybody's account but my won. I have to express my feelings and talk to somebody somehow. This was the only logical thing I could think of. I warn you, dear reader if you do so choose to read this account, that my life is pretty twisted. At least thus far it has been.
The man who rescued me, the man I thought I knew, is no longer a rescuer. Allow me to explain. The Robin scheme was short-lived. His titan friends soon discovered Slade's hideout and tore it down; little did they know there was a tunnel escape back to Slade's main lair. They probably don't even know he has a main lair. Robin beat Slade pretty badly, cracking his mask almost completely in half. That only meant trouble for me. I wanted so much to break free and leave from whence the titans came, but I just can't do it. Slade would only hunt me down. I'm to "valuable" to him, yet not so "valuable" to be called an apprentice. I honestly just don't get it.
That night, the night of Robin's escape, Slade beat me. He hit me over and over, throwing me across the room and against the wall. He kept yelling, screaming, that it was my fault. That my nanobytes were defective. That I was the reason the titans had survived. I then did something that I would never dare repeat under normal circumstances. I slowly lifted myself from the ground, steadying myself on the wall beside me. My eyes probably turned from their shade of grey to a metallic blue as they often do when I'm angry, I really don't know. I was beaten bloody and could barely stand, but I didn't care. He would hear me. 'The only reason they escaped is because you wouldn't finish them!' I screamed. That's all I remember. All I heard was a loud crack. A thud. Then nothing. Just blackness. 'Maybe it was my fault' I remember thinking. And maybe it truly was.
The only "unusual" thing in the next two months was the building of a certain robot. The robot was a machine double of Slade. It was supposedly meant o meet this Red X person, which turned out to be none other than Robin. I tell you, the only more obsessive person than Slade is Robin. Slade is obsessed with turning Robin criminal. But it's not just that, but more so to find an apprentice. Robin's obsession is the capture of Slade, which has caused me to conclude that Slade is, in fact, a criminal. This would mean the titans are the heroes, but I can't fully bring myself to believe he's a criminal. He saved me. Criminals don't save people. They hurt them.
Slade also made mention of a girl named Terra. He says she has extraordinary ability and, if all goes well, she will soon be his new apprentice. Just on catch though – she can't control her powers. Slade says that's the reason she'll come. And who's going to be the one that trains her? The one that's going to help and guide her? That right…me. Everything always falls on me. Every time something I design is successful, Slade takes credit for it. And the moment something's a failure, it suddenly becomes my fault.
At least I'll be able to see the outside. I've forgotten how it feels to be free. Forgotten what it's like to feel the wind dancing through my hair. Forgotten how to laugh and smile or even talk about things.
He's coming. I can hear him…
Yes it's short. Yes I know. Review or I shall seek the Pink Raven on you (my friend told me to say that). But seriously. Review or else.