Carnage


After a series of nuclear bombs go off, the world is left in ruins. Years went by and people struggled to adapt and live through the destruction and disease plagued world. Robin, a simple wanderer, finds himself where he doesn't belong and this leads to him discovering a place he would have never imagined being real; the Carnage. Rated T.


Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titan's or original storyline. I give full credit to Marvel and DC comics for their creations in any characters that may be used in this story. I do however own the plot line for Carnage.


Chapter 2 – Light in the Dark

Everything was spinning as Robin felt the sun strike his face, waking him from his forced slumber. His eyes partly opened, but the sights he picked up were blurred. A slight groan escaped his lips and he felt his stomach turning and head aching. The smells began to strike his nose and he struggled to pin point what they were. The sound of an animal letting out a cry as something hard hit it caught the young man's attention and he turned his head around, his vision finally clearing enough to look at what was surrounding him.

Robin tensed when he realized he was in a carriage with bars clearly around him to keep him inside. There seemed to be no opening to get out or in, but Robin knew he got there somehow. He looked forward and laid eyes on the back of someone's head. The body was covered in cloth clothes, similar to Robin's rags, but this stranger wore brightly colored cloth that was in much better condition. The horse let out a nay as it slowly moved, but an arm raised and a whip raced down, lashing the beast on the backside and made the beast pick up the pace.

Robin moved slightly but was caught off guard by the sound of metal grinding on wood. He looked down and glared at the sight of metal cuffs, only attached by a metal chain about five inches apart, that held his feet in place. His hands sat on his lap and they too were cuffed together. He knew he was in trouble.

Words were heard from the stranger controlling his transportation, but Robin found himself unable to understand. The voice was hoarse and deep sounding and the tone was demanding. Robin didn't say anything, nor did he let the man know he even heard him. The words were foreign and Robin had a feeling that he wasn't with someone friendly.

"Stu-pid humans..." The voice said, the accent of the native language heavy on his tongue as he struggled with the words. Robin glared.

"Who are you and why did you take me?"

The voice didn't reply and the hooded figure continued to stare straight ahead. Robin sat in silence for a while, not bothering to try to get answers. The ride was short when Robin heard sounds in the distance. Looking up, his eyes widen as the sight of the large area before him.

In the distance he watched as a large building began to come into view. Surrounding it lay hundreds of small buildings, similar to older medieval homes that filled the remaining space. As they neared the area, Robin watched as the large structure grew immensely. "It's a… Coliseum?" The stone walls sat many stories high and flags flew in the wind. The windows sat equal intervals apart and the sounds of horns being played were heard loud and clear. A gigantic metal and wooden gate stood high and large. Finally the wooden carriage Robin lay prisoner in was forced into a halt in front of it. The roaring of a large audience filled within the coliseum walls. Robin watched as the gigantic doors opened slowly and the stranger whistle, giving the horse the command to move forward.

As they entered the coliseum, the masked young man looked straight ahead, awe washing over him as he entered the building. The carriage stopped and the stranger got off. Turning to face Robin, he lowered his hood. Purple, scale looking skin appeared from under the darkness. Large, pitch black eyes stared into masked white ones. The lizard look alike stepped forward, opening a small sized opening for Robin to get out. He stood, his body tense, and he slowly exited the cage. His body silently groaned in pain as he stood, but he moved fast before he'd make a mistake.

Another creature stepped forward, his fish like lips moving as unfamiliar words came out of his mouth. The other creature responded and both turned and nudged the only human in the area forward. A rough hand shoved Robin forward and he struggled to remain upright as the weight of his cuffs threw him off balance. He inwardly cursed as a glare clearly formed on his handsome face.

Robin looked around and watched as many of the purple creatures rushed around, most in a panic as if they were preparing something. The front gate closed and the inside of the coliseum grew dark, only candles lighting the interior. They flickered brightly, giving everyone plenty of light to maneuver around with ease.

"Who are you guys?" Robin asked, his voice covered by the sudden screams and cheers from what sounded like hundreds of people. The creatures kept their eyes forward and shoved Robin again as they walked.

"We," began one guard, "are the P'liph."

No more words came as they kept walking. Robin looked straight ahead and watched as he neared two large doors. Slowly they opened and Robin took a few steps forward until a purple cold hand reached out and gripped his shoulder harshly. Robin winced at the rough grip, but it wasn't the worse pain he had ever felt… He had been through so much worse when he was young and sidekick to the richest man in Gotham, his father.

Robin couldn't see much, but he heard the sounds of the audience grew. He felt his stomach turn as the sound of horns going off again, followed by a large booming voice.

"We have seen many battles in our time!" the man's voice boomed loudly. "Yet I can see that you all wish for more!"

The audience roared out cheers. The man continued, "We have a few new additions!"

Robin felt the hard release him and he began to slowly walk forward. He felt his chest tighten at the sight of, not hundreds, but thousands of creatures and humans combined into a multitude of people gathered around on all ends of the coliseum. The only area not crowded was the small area where a man sat, a smirk on his face as he watched Robin enter. He sat high on a throne with a pale girl at his side and guards surrounding behind him. He was clearly in charge.

Robin looked over and saw more people lined up alongside him, all flanked by guards similar to his vary own. Each person was a different race, but there was a huge thing in common between them all. They all looked terrified.

The man stood, motioning to the five new additions. "Let us choose who will be the first to be welcomed to the Carnage."

All eyes turned to a large black screen across the large deserted opening in the middle of the coliseum, high on the wall above the man who stood in charge. The screen remained black until suddenly the faces of the five new recruits flickered on it. It finally stopped, landing on a large buff tall man who matched the size of a bear. The audience cheered and Robin watched as they all were led out of the open coliseum area and into a small door, all but the man that had been chosen. The darkness surrounded him and the others as they walked down the steps and into a long hall. Groans filled the area and the stench of the area turned his stomach.

Looking to the side, Robin met eyes with a creature who owned five angry ones of its own. It glared, letting out an angry growl. Robin averted his eyes, looking the other way only to meet eyes with another strange creature. 'What's going on…?' Robin though. Why were all these creatures here? How did they even end up on this planet, let alone get trapped here?

Robin kept his questions to himself as he was forced into a small holding cell of his own. The guards turned, locked the others up in another area, and left. It was quiet aside from a moan here and there, followed by sobs and once in a while wails of mournful cries. Robin sighed, sitting down. How could he have got himself into this mess?

'Bruce would have killed me for getting into this mess…'

The boy let his thoughts block the sounds of the people around him as he remembered the half smile he received that day. Bruce Wayne, secretly known as Batman, would never have made that mistake. Those guys would have been tied, gagged, and in prison before they would have even said 'Batman'. Robin sighed at the thought of his father, mentor, and partner. The thoughts hurt…

At the sound of an abrupt cough, the masked boy turned his head and saw a hunched over figure in another cell. The figure looked over, his green eyes meeting masked blue ones.

"You must be new here, huh?" the guy said. His body was hidden by the darkness of the cell, the candles lights never reaching him. Robin nodded, not saying a word. The stranger stepped forward slightly, his body reaching the light slightly. Green skin and torn ragged clothes appeared, followed by short messy green hair and a young face.

Robin frowned. This kid was younger than even himself. "How did you end up here?" he asked, looking at the green young man.

"Well I'm from around here. I was traveling with some friends and we were ambushed. Only our leader got away." The green boy answered, looking down, "I'm Garfield—I mean… I'm Beast Boy." Looking up, he forced a smile, clearly fake.

"Richard, but everyone calls me Robin." replied Robin.

"If you live long enough, you'll learn that you can get more freedom then this cell." Beast Boy said, looking to his right down the hall. "You'll be here a while… That way is a gigantic underground room. We eat and sit around with other Competitors down there."

Robin frowned, walking closer to the cage and letting his hands grip the bars. "Competitors?"

Beast Boy looked at Robin, a pained look on his young face. "Yes. We—"

The sudden sound of the large doors opening at the end of the hall stopped the green male from talking. Looking over, both males watched as guards struggled down the steps, chains in hand. They shouted and panicked as they tried to contain what they were holding. The hand full of guards pulled someone down the steps and down the hall. Robin watched as a beautiful girl forcefully fought against the guards. The chain cuff around her neck was being tugged by a leading guard and she glared, her bright green glowing eyes furious slits as she shouted. She tugged her cuffed and covered hands harshly, throwing a P'liph creature off slightly. She shouted words, but none were familiar to Robin's ears. He stared as she continued to fight as she was dragged down the hall, right past them.

The girl turned suddenly when she was at his side. Looking right at him, her mouth was set as if she was going to growl and her eyes continued to glow brightly as she glared in anger. Her auburn long hair was dirty and messy, but it only added to the beauty she had under the dirt, blood, and bruises on her skin and clothes. Robin stepped back, frowning at the girl. She opened her mouth and words left her mouth, still none understanding to his ears. Her voice rose into a yell at him, but she was tugged farther down the hall where she disappeared around a corner.

"She has been here for as long as anyone else can remember." Beast Boy said, having watched the whole scene. "I don't know much about her. Only that she can easily destroy this place by sneezing if she wanted to. She's just weak from lack of energy and stuff."

Robin sat down, letting out a long sigh. Who was she? What was she trying to say to him…? He felt tired and in need of sleep. The only object in the cell was a small rag that resembled a thin blanket and he pulled it over himself. Laying there seemed to be the only thing he could do.

The candles that lay on the walls flickered a few times and a sudden breeze blew by. Each candle went out in unison and finally the sound of a loud horn went off. Finally, it was silent.