"Ugh!"
Slade stumbled back then fell to his knees when he was kicked in his groin. The 5 men dressed in black attire continued to assault Slade in the darkly lit area. He slowly got to his feet then brought his hands up.
One man ran towards him with a staff drawn out. He swung it at Slade, but he dodged every strike. Slade punched the man in the chin, causing him to fly back. The next man swooped in, jumping onto his back in an effort to strangle him. Slade grabbed him then threw him over his shoulder onto the ground. The fight continued going on for what seemed like hours. Slade's belt filled with gadgets was taken from him, so he was forced to do hand to hand combat which wasn't much of a struggle for him, but these were skilled men who knew how to fight, and 5 at a time is a lot, even for him.
Slade flew back into a wall. He fell to the ground, grabbing his chest in pain. The five grouped back together and started to talk amongst them. Soon one of them brought out a device and started to advance on Slade.
He looked up in time to see electric volts shining in his face. He whacked the device out of the man's hand then twisted the fighter's arm so hard that he heard a snap and a loud cry from the masked man.
The four others acted quickly to stopping Slade. The fighting continued with a lot of grunts and kicks. One of the men brought out a knife and started to swing it around. Slade was cautious to not get touched by the blade, but it was hard to pay attention to the knife when there were three others lunging at him.
The third fighter thrust the blade at Slade's abdomen, but he caught it in time. Slade turned the hand of the fighter past away from him. The fourth fighter, too focused on hitting Slade, didn't realize the blade and ran straight into it. He groaned then fell back with the blade inside of him.
"Enough!"
Slade gave a loud cry of pain when he felt himself become paralyzed. He fell to the ground, seething in pain. He looked up to see Omen standing over him with a smirk.
"My, my, Slade. Aren't you the fighter!"
Slade groaned and tried to grab at Omen, but he simply walked away. "I tried to warn you, Slade. If you're not going to fulfill your order then you might as well work for me."
"Never." He said under his breath.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" Omen asked. He bent low with his hand over his ear on the grounded Slade. He started to laugh then kicked Slade hard in the stomach. "You are indebted to me, and so is your little girlfriend too. I see many opportunities for her with my company."
Slade tried to move his body through the pain, but it was so much. He groaned but kept on. "Leave her out of this."
"No, I don't think I will do that. She's a perfect asset to me. I can see her now, helping me with everything I need."
Omen turned and looked down at Slade. He was still struggling to get back on his feet. "Such a pity that I took her away from you, but it's alright. I'll take good care of her."
Omen turned to the added fighters that entered the room. "Chain him. Then take him down to the basement." He shrugged. "Beat him up a bit, but don't kill him."
Raven opened her eyes then shook her head. She winced in pain when she felt a headache. After her eyes adjusted to the darkness around her, she looked down at the seat that strapped her down. She tried to break free with her own strength, but it was to no avail. She frantically searched the room with her eyes. She noticed a small knife resting underneath a box. She used her powers and brought the cutting knife to the straps of the chair. She started to cut through them in the back with ease She stopped her cutting when the doors opened and Omen walk in with two burly men behind him.
"Good morning, sweetheart!"
Raven rolled her eyes and groaned. "Please, don't call me that."
"What's wrong? Does Slade not call you that when you two are alone?"
"What have you done to him?" Raven hissed.
"Well don't you look cute when you're angry." He said taking her chin in his hand. Raven turned her head and groaned. "Now, we can do this the hard way or the easy way."
"What are you babbling about now?"
Omen chuckled. "I want you to work for me, sweetheart."
Raven gave a laugh. "Yeah, right, and I'm Cleopatra." She said sarcastically.
"You sure are beautiful as she," Omen said with a cheesy smile.
Raven only looked at him in disgust. "Don't flatter yourself. Please. Let me go, and I'll leave you alone."
"No thank you. You are going to work for me, whether you like it or not." He said in a serious tone.
"Like hell I am," Raven said under her breath. She used her powers to snap the remaining straps of the chair then charged at Omen who stepped back, but Raven was then held back by thin ropes. She continued to struggle in the grasp, using her powers, but it didn't work. She screamed when she received 50 volts of electricity through her body. She became weary and struggled to stay on her feet, but she was beginning to get light headed.
"The more you fight, the more this kind gentleman will amp up the volts."
Omen walked towards Raven his hands folded in front of him. "I think the best option you have is to join me."
"I will not join you."
"Are you sure?" Omen unfolded his hands then snaked them around Raven's curved body. His hand went to her lower back while the other run up and down her thigh. Raven instantly felt uncomfortable. She started to blush and tried to back away, but Omen's grip was strong.
"You will be a perfect contribution. Join me."
Raven looked up at him then spat in his face. ''It'll be a cold day in hell before I join you."
Omen staggered back, wiping the body fluid off his face. "Ok, well, I tried." He turned to the man holding the rope and used his finger to indicate the message.
The man nodded then amped up the volts to 100.
Raven screeched in pain when she felt unbearable pain. She groaned then passed out on the ground with the ropes still tightly around her.
"Take her to the basement too," Omen said, looking down at her body. "Ungrateful bitch." He said under his breath.
"The video message's coordinates trace us through here," Cyborg said. He turned the car into the dark forest trail. The titans looked out the window in slight fear but also anticipation.
"This is where Raven has been all this time? No wonder we couldn't find her. There are so many trees and bushes that I can barely see anything." Changeling said.
"Indeed. It is quite creepy."
The T-car turned onto the large driveway of the mansion that sat high and mighty in the center of the forest. Everyone in the car looked in amazement at the beautiful house in front of them.
"Fancy home Slade got here!" Bee said, flying over the premises.
'Don't get too comfortable, team. Raven's probably inside!"
The team ran out of the car and burst through the double doors of the mansion. They looked around but saw nothing. Slowly, they entered the home, scouring the area.
Cyborg whistled. "Slade has some money!"
"Dude! Look at all this stuff. And it's the good stuff too." Changeling said, standing in front of the china cabinet in the corner of the living room with Speedy next to him.
"Team, focus."
Cyborg brought out his hand and started to type away. "The room is traced upstairs. This way."
The team started to follow Cyborg up the grand stairs that were in the center of the room
"Is anyone home?" Starfire asked.
"My sensors aren't picking up any form of life."
When the Titans reached the corner of the second level, they saw the destruction of the paintings and furniture.
"Some fight," Aqualad said under his breath.
Nightwing ran down the hallway then walked into Slade's office. He looked around the destroyed room and started to investigate.
"Slade isn't playing around this time," Cyborg said while looking at the rubble.
"No. This isn't Slade. It's someone else." Nightwing looked through the many papers that were lying on Slade's desk and on the floor. "I don't think Slade would go through the trouble of destroying his own home when he already has Raven. I think it's this guy. Omen Marth." Nightwing read off the paper.
"Omen Marth is no one to play with."
The titans turned with their weapons ready to fight, but it was only Wintergreen standing at the door of the office.
"Who are you?"
"I am Wintergreen. Slade's assistant."
"He got a butler too!? Slade must be swimming in bread." Changeling exclaimed.
"Omen took both Slade and Raven. I would not waste any time lollygagging. He could be torturing them as we speak."
"Where can we find them?" Cyborg asked.
Wintergreen walked past them then searched through Slade's drawers. He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Nightwing. "Here's his address. Go, quickly."
Slade grunted. He spat the blood out of his mouth. He struggled to stay awake. His lip was busted; his mask was removed to show his beaten eye and scratched face. His uniform was torn, and blood seeped through it. He was chained to a wall, forcing him to stand on his feet. He hissed in pain when he tried to stand up straight. He could heal faster than an average human, but there's a limit. He pulled at the chains again but to no avail. His wrist was starting to bruise from his intense thrashings.
The door to the basement opened. Slade looked up at the burly men who came down the stairs loudly. He saw one of them carrying Raven over their shoulder, unconscious. He forgot his pain and paid all of his attention on them. He pulled at the chains again. "Let her go you sick bastards."
The men only laughed at Slade then threw the tied sorcerer onto the ground. They turned back around and walked to the exit, leaving the two alone in the dark.
Slade stared at Raven. He couldn't tell if she was alive or dead, but he was getting extremely worried. Slade sighed and pulled at his chain even harder, causing him to scream in pain. The first attempt failed, but it loosened the chains. He sighed then gave another large pull. This time, it was successful. His arm went to his side, limbless. He breathed heavy for a couple of seconds before unchaining himself.
He staggered to the unconscious Raven then fell next to her. He slowly ran his hand over her smooth pale skin. He checked her pulse and was thankful to feel a faint one.
He pulled at the electric strings attached to her, destroying them in the process.
"Raven." He whispered. Slade lightly smacked the sorcerer's face and shook her lightly, occasionally stirring in her sleep.
He started to get weak then gave up. He sighed then lied down next to her limp body. His eyes started to get heavy and his consciousness leaving. He fought hard to stay awake, but he couldn't.
Raven opened her eyes then rubbed her head. She looked around and gasped when she saw Slade lying next to her in his blood.
"Slade! Slade, stay awake. What happened to you?" She said frantically and confused.
Slade didn't say anything in response. He only groaned. Raven tenderly brought his head into her lap and cleared the hair from his face.
"I'm going to heal you."
Raven sighed then concentrated hard on the man in front of her. She knew that this would take all of her energy to heal him, but she didn't care. She needed to make sure Slade stayed alive.
Raven's hands glowed blue. She rested both of her hands on his chest and concentrated hard on him.
The healing lasted good 3-5 minutes with Raven exerting all of her energy into him. When she was finished, she gasped and breathed heavily. She felt weak, but at least Slade looked back to normal.
Slade started to stir then slowly sat up. He turned to Raven and gave her a small smile before kissing her forehead. "We have to get out of here."
"Not so fast you two!"
The burly men brought Raven and Slade outside strapped in electrical wires. Raven looked around at the forest area where they were at. She didn't like the way things were turning.
"Bag 'em," Omen said to the rest.
Two men came over and placed a dark brown sack over their head.
"It's a disappointment that I have to kill both of you, especially you Raven. I would have loved to have gotten to know you better." Omen reached into his suit and pulled out a pistol. "Oh well, I'll see you both in hell."
Omen loaded the gun then pointed the first one at the back of Slade's head. Slade tried to run away, but Omen's men kept him down on his knees and the same for Raven. He positioned the gun and was about to pull the trigger, but he was stopped by green star bolts burning his hand. He gave a screech then fell back.
Nightwing stood with his hands crossed. "I don't know who you are, but you're going to have to kill us first before you kill them."
Sorry for the weird timing of this update. Finals are over, so I can now dedicate to finishing up this story. Review and thanks for reading!