Simon tried to open his eyes, but they weren't responding. He couldn't get his eyelids to move much, so he decided to just wait it out.
I hurt. A lot. He knew the large majority of his bones were broken, and he was weak from blood loss. Something was holding him by the wrists to a cold, stone wall. Something felt familiar, but he couldn't focus on it for more than a few seconds. He tried pulling himself away, but the restraints dug into his wrists and he had to stop. He managed to crack the scabs open on his eyelids. He saw a hint of grey and immediately realized what it was; the smell. The unmistakable scent that demonic magic leaves behind, like a mixture of ash and pig's blood.
Raven. They brought me right to her! He forced his eyes the rest of the way open; it was worse than he thought.
Her cloak was entirely gone, and her unitard was tattered and hung off of her limply. She'd been visibly injured, most likely the result of the same beatings Weaver had been subjected to. Her face was colored multiple shades of purple and blue, and her breathing was sharp and strained. He tried to call out to her, but all that came out was a dry croak.
Dammit! Three goddamn feet away from her and I can't get a word out to her! He kept trying, and was eventually able to get something out resembling speech.
"Rae... Rae..." Her head slowly came up, her unswollen eye staring straight at him.
"Simon...?"
"I came... save you..." She tried to smile, but her lip was too cracked.
"I'm done for... you get out..." He could feel his wounds begin to heal themselves, and he started shaking his head violently.
"No... save your strength... we'll make it." She stopped, and Weaver tried to focus on getting himself free by using his telekinesis to tear the chains from the wall. After several minutes of pulling, they finally came loose, and he dropped to his hands and knees in front of her, laughing almost maniacally.
"Wh-what?"
"We're in literally the worst situation... I've ever been in... you know what the shit of it is? I'm glad. Glad because, after we get out of here, things will be so much better..."
"You can... get out..."
"Not alone." He unlocked her shackles and lowered her to the ground gently. "Can you walk?" She shook her head, and he scooped her up and checked around the corner; there were four guards blocking the exit.
Guess my best move is to make my own door. He used his telekinesis to blast through the wall and charged through the rubble, not sure where he was going but knowing it was his best chance to save them both. He saw the harsh fire pits that marked Apokolips' outside and knew he would have to hide somewhere; he kept running, carrying Raven along the way, until he found a deep cave that tunneled down into the depths of the hellish planet. He found a comfortable spot inside of the cave and laid Raven down, being careful to put her down as gently as possible.
"Raven, Darkseid can see us wherever we are, but you can probably block him with your magic. I don't want to ask you to do this, but it might be vital to our survival."
"I've been blocking him... since we left..."
"Thank you. Is there anything I can do to help you? Relieve the pain?"
"Get... us... home..."
There's only one way off of Darkseid, and that would involve getting a Mother Box. There's only one way to do that. He sighed, fearing the daunting task ahead.