My body feels like ground meat. ''Uh...Gods...'' Sitting up, I realize that 1.I'm wearing a straitjacket and a muzzle. 2. I've got no idea where I am or how I got here. And 3. I'm in a completely white, padded room.
''Hello! Anyone there?'' I flip around onto my knees and push myself into a standing position. I try the straitjacket's restraints, but they're not going anywhere. I try gnawing at this annoying muzzle, damn. I might be able to burn through the muzzle using my demonic side's fiery breath, but I don't see any vents for ventilation if I burn any of these walls.
''Smoke's not good for the lungs.'' I look around for the door, where the heck is this dang thing? I try running into one of the walls, turns out I chose the perfect spot. The camouflaged door opens right as I'm about to slam into it. I fly through the doorway and land on a cold metal floor. I try to get up and someone stomps on my head with a heavy boot.
When I wake-up again, my feet are handcuffed together. Great...
Someone brought a blue, plastic table in here. There's a green cup on it. ''You up?'' A deep voice starts speaking on an intercom. ''I said, are up?''
''Yeah...'' I look around the room and try to find the source of the voice.
''You've got a visitor. Let him in.''
'Him' turns out to be Robin. ''Daft. Alright, what's the body count?''
He's wearing a pair of sunglasses, a lime T-shirt, black jeans, and...boots... ''You've got some nerve.''
''Just tell me.'' He walks up to the table and leans on the edge.
''What are you?''
''Confused.'' That made him smirk.
''I'm the one asking questions here. Now, what are you?''
I sigh, ''Half-demon.''
He looks at the cup, ''So Raven was right.''
''Raven?'' I was already looking him in the eye as best I could from a prone position, but him mentioning Raven made me sit up.
He cradles his face in his open hand, ''Not another fan...''
''No, I'm looking for her.''
''Yeah, sure. Who are you?'' He responds, annoyed.
''Name's Dark.''
''Full name...''
''Dark Mallory Cairns.''
His eyebrow raises slightly, ''Mallory?''
''Don't make fun of me, my dad's best friend's name was Mallory.''
''I'm not making fun of you, but it's a change from 'Crushoo' or 'R-star'. But back to the point, where did you come from?''
It goes on like this for a while, until he decides to let me ask some questions. ''Where am I?'' He shakes his head. ''...Am I in Jump?'' He nods his head. ''Near Titans Tower?'' He doesn't move. ''This is one weird basement.''
The intercom buzzes back to life, ''You got two minutes left.''
Robin looks at me, then back at the glass. ''What are you thinking?'' I ask.
''I don't believe your crazy, but how did you...turn?''
''I don't know! It just happens. This is my human form, my demonic form is what causes so much damage. And to top it off he's pissed off at me and keeps taking control.''
''Okay, maybe I was wrong. But can you keep him under control?''
''He exhausted, so yeah.''
''And you came to Jump to find Raven?''
''Thirty seconds.''
I jump to my feet, ''Yes! I want to get some help so that I stop turning!''
''You know what?''
''What?''
''Hold still,'' He unfastens my restraints, but cuffs my hands, ''You have claws?''
I casually laugh to myself, "Yeah." I sigh.
The door to my holding area opens, he grabs me by the cuffs and we walk out the room. I stare at the drink on that plastic table, I'm told that if I turned, Robin would douse me in ice water.