Nightwing; Son of the Demon's Head- Wanted Dead or Alive – Part Two –
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Chapter 9: Sleepless in Paradiso
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Dick and Slade; one was a lamb stuffed ready to cook up to hundreds of degrees, and the other, was there to spoil the view.
Late that night, Dick had awoken to a body spooning him from behind. A jut of pressure as the hair or his master's goatee made the bat's son even more anxious.
"You can't put up that hard a resistance, little bird."
Dick winced as the man held his hips, gripping and dragging the young male closer to his chest. The man's cock butting towards the small indent of Dick's spine and twitching curiously.
A bit of pre – cum had trickled out as Slade's hand went to trace down, spreading his seed lower as the man's cock was soon guided to where Dick's unclad hole lay. Right below the sheets and ready for some action.
"Your family will fight to save you. You and your brothers." Slade chuckled and Dick's eyes screwed shut at the pressure of Slade entering him slowly. Torturous, as he'd only wished to rest for tomorrow. Cuffs jangling as Slade thrust in, then pulled out half way –
Before starting on at a greater speed, the bed rocking, while Dick had to put a hand over his lips to stifle that small cry.
Tears flooded his vision as he soon became hard, enough to strike him as the curse's doing, but…
Yet, maybe –
" Ang!"
"Are you getting closer, my pet? I'm just getting started…" Slade pulled at his pet's cock and had it sore for his touch, mewling and later a whine close to a moan escaped.
Dick grew still, ridged as the man's seed filled him. No bitten lips could prevent…
This, he breathed out, chest rising. Rising and falling.
How much he had missed, being this close to the mad man.
He didn't want to be left alone, as Slade again came, agreeing on at the same time.
Then, Dick saw her face, and he didn't come at all…
Dick slumped.
No…. He….
" Rose…" He moaned softly as his face met the covers. Tears falling from his sapphire blue eyes. He still looked too young thanks to the serum. He'd never even been able to help…
Slade bit down on the brat's collarbone, getting his full attention, licking up those stray tears quietly as he stayed buried inside his toy for a time more.
"You didn't come as usual…Are we having doubts?"
Doubt, meant more torture and control over his life, his brothers and….and…
"No, sir…just…. tired. Wanted to rest, for tomorrow's events." Dick forced himself to say.
Yet Slade petted the man's hair, he cooed as if to emasculate the hero of all he had taken from his family, for this was no one's happy home.
"Oh….my dearest little bird. You'll get to see her. But you'll have to convince the Bat to give something to me, first. Can you do that? Kori and my Rosie will be just fine if, you do this for your master…" H purred in the youth's ear. "I promise…"
"Kori…but she wouldn't –
"Shssh…. shussh…." Slade coaxed the man to lean back into him, and arm wound around the younger male's waist as he carefully rubbed delicate circles over his hip with his larger thumb. Almost, lovingly.
As true lovers might after a spell.
"You'll have to earn it, by sending a message back to Gotham. Soon, but we'll rest. For the rest of the night."
Dick bobbed his head and stayed, letting him endorphins slowly fall as Slade was always there to catch him.
Always, because death couldn't touch an immortal anyway.
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Damian had definitely wanted to quit while he was ahead. He was bound to a metal table, meant to be injected with the same garbage as Tim, but…
Who was the mad doctor that was doing this?
"You are such an interesting subject, that I may leave you in one piece, little prince. Hehe…."
Dami looked around, the voice sounding like…
"Crane. Did Slade keep you around to do his dirty work?" The snarky Robin snarled at his oppressor. The man hired to make a mentally unstable mess of his family, one by one.
"The fear toxin that was inside of those two acted to trigger and alternatively, stabilize a new drug I've been asked to find subjects to test." The Scarecrow themed villain had come out of the shadows, holding a long needle in hand with a big grin on his twisted face of straw and hay.
"You'll burn at the stake for this, criminal. Batman isn't the only one that hates to go to get his yearly physical."
The concern was on, as the one to come out of the shadows, had been the person that was not as twisted as he, yet had bypassed his chains as a being so tiny, that science did not compute.
"Gar. Sic em."
"Um…I'm right here?"
Dami rolled his eyes.
"How – You'll not make it off of the island! You can't back away from my genius! I'll have you as my guinea pigs… all of you!"
Gar threw himself at the mad doctor, shouting to Dami as he found that the clawed beast's timing was too good for words. He dragged the bindings off and snapped the rest, while letting Gar tell the determined price to book it to the ship behind the waterfall.
"Go! I'll hold him off! Get help!"
Dami did. He ran and before anyone could say a word.
The hounds were released out into the jungle as Slade's one eye, shot open.
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Gar was not seen the next morning, and Cy had to hide his worries for later.
When Slade's do or die game had them in pieces, or as one unit again.
Raven watched the guards set up the room as the head lord of this castle returned. Dick on his arm like some unwilling concu –
Oh, he was.
Starfire said nothing as she recounted her days as a servant to some very terrible alien life. When Blackfire herself had been the one to throw her in shackles, Slade greatly reminded her of that wretched princess and her evil deeds.
"You'll see a map in front of you on that table. Each of you will be split into twos." Slade got right to the point as Dick's head stayed staring past his friends. The depression there as he masked his own fear. Of never leaving, not knowing how to.
When Paradise, was never even out that one door. He could, make them happiest if this all ended…not yet, as Slade gave his one treasure a squeeze.
Raven's eyes narrowed, and Dick was…ashamed.
"Forgive us. Late last night, one of my prisoners…escaped the island with a jet."
Bruce's head went up, his eyes willing to bet that it could be just whom he believed. And dreading it the very same…
"No one needs to panic. I've gone and contacted the Owls to see if they can recover the contraband. It's as valuable as my pet's adoration –
"I…wish you to not touch him….he is –
"Kori." Dick said, interrupting her as her eyes lit up.
"We will not bow to this plan, Slade. You cannot contain what is not yours."
"I have won, and yet…maybe she's right." Smiled the smirking mastermind as he let his words to follow, crush his prisoner's spirits right before an even bigger trial was to shake up their tiny world.
"The island is securely blocked so that no one else my defect from our war, if it becomes that…I have the right, to punish anyone who opposes the game's rules."
He snapped his fingers and a guard came out, wearing the same collar as….
Dick's eyes widened.
The heroes and the bat.
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"These were donated –
"Stolen." Cy snipped under his breath."
"Taken, to be used from Waller's own offices. A bit of a perk, but for you?"
Slade motioned and arm to the guard who bowed and came at the merc with a roar.
The scene was epic, but not in the way the heroes had expected.
The man's head, blew up, clear off of his shoulders.
"Waller's technology is impressive, and I believe it will be of some use to keep you to remember your choices. You as well, and your boy."
"Damian?? Is –
"He escaped on your jet which, none of my assassins found. Very clever cloaking it, but now? The Owls can go after than little offspring of yours before he returns to me for a good reprogramming."
"He's not gonna lose!" Jay shot at the mad man.
Bruce nodded, though afraid to step on Wilson's toes this early on. "Rose is probably not the only hero he went to drag into your crooked fantasy." The bat spoke, assured of the justice in his son's make up. The fact that he was only here to get under Slade's skin….that hadn't been all.
Slade had already done this in the time Dick had gotten away. It was only then, then that Ra's fortress had lost its standing.
Scar and Simba. The real king would eventually come back to take his rightful place, since there was no one else to replace Ra's besides Talia.
At least Damian would stop any activity by dissolving the base over time. Having the good in his fellow allies to flourish, and for heroes to emerge from the lives of detested killers.
It could happen, but not if Slade got in anyone's way.
"The trail around will scale a great deal; I'll start with pairing you based on status of your survival rates."
"What?? Are you –
"And one other will be keeping an eye on you as my soldier. Though, despite his alligence being a bit hairy, to say…"
"Oh….no…" Raven gasped. Cy doing the same.
"Wha – Where is BB?? What did you do with –
"He's right here." Slade ushered the green wolf to show itself as it reverted in Slade's uniform. A few differences were more teeth, claws, and eyes.
Slade, had tampered with the Titans' best friends…two, not only…
The youngest they'd ever had.
"B!"
"Permission to speak to the prisoners, sir."
"You may." Slade let the wall dividing them from Gar lessen, as he was allowed to greet the team, rather stoic in his speech.
"You…aren't seriously on his side?? What…what –
"Crane…" Jay snarled at the merc's watchful gaze. "The good Doctor Death took a midnight stroll??" He barked out at the killer with a god complex.
"He attempted to free the prince who was being treated for his insubordination, yet how could I justify taking any credit…"
Dick gulped as Slade ruffled his hair playfully.
"The hero is on our side, but if you win, I promise to undo the effects of the solution. He can't be so feral if he goes back to Jump. I wouldn't dream of ruining yours, Bruce."
"You already are, Wilson." Spat the bat, ruefully. "You've taken these heroes from their roles and families and justice will be served to keep you in check – only once I get back to Gotham. I'll see to it that you NEVER hold the keys to any city, even in deep space." He promised with a growl.
"And I promise that no one will ever remember the name, Batman…once you've breathed your very last breath." The man was clear as he returned to the rules.
"The teams will be; Cyborg and Starfire."
Starfire looked at Bruce as he wondered what this was based on. The fact that she still loved his son, that he couldn't console only her…
"Cyborg and Raven."
"WE are gonna whomp you into a cozy cell down in Arkham. Count on it."
Raven glared at Slade while Cy gave the comment a whirl.
"I'm looking forward to breaking you both and fixing your attitudes for good." He countered, leaving th miasma to thicken around an already worn empath.
He was getting more…corrupt…if this game went on, then…
"Changeling and….Red Hood."
"It's Jay since you won't give me back my gear, Dumb Ass - Stroke." Shot the ebony haired snot.
"Heck, I'll give you a smack in the face if you threaten my superior like that again. Shut up, pay attention..." Growled Gar, his eyes as slits like a big cat's at the underdog outlaw.
Cy gawked at the smack talk as Slade only smirked below the mask. He'd ruin them, just as they'd taken from Slade every single decade…
Robin would be a memory.
Batman, no saint.
And the Titans?
Dead and buried.
"Lastly, I think it would be unfair if the numbers are uneven, so…Kilowatt? Would you be so kind as to sit this one out and entertain my pet for me?"
"Huh??" HE wasn't sure, as Dick held a small dev –
Shocker. Damn.
"I'm electricity in form." Snorted the hero. "I don't think a trick like that –
"Pet? Show the ignorant hero what you can do if he fails to comply, will you?"
"Yes, master."
"Dick! What –
"annhh!!!"
The force that surrounded the Titan was not a shock, but anti matter. A negative energy from the phantom plane. The hero lay there, panting as Dick looked on and through Kilowatt. Feeling no pity, he empathy masked until he could move as he wished. Slade still, clung so very tightly.
"Very good, pet…I'm pleased the device is working at all."
"Crane, again??" Jay shot at the –
Electricity hit him as hard as any shot of thunder through the skull.
"Red!!" Cy shouted, giving a quick look at the device in Dick's hands.
"You've got that…for all a' us….." He gulped.
"Why waste the opportunity to get you ready before your "death" day." Slade chuckled and Dick said not a word.
He's in shock, was all Raven saw. As did Bruce, who worried about the PTSD and the sexual abuse, the fact that in body, he was too young due to the serum. But, the curse…
The curse, made him perfect for only one lover, as long as they were together.
"Each of you will have a map as well. Those gauntlets on your wrists? Shackles as you love to call them, have a holagraphic feature. If you lose the physical copy, you can bring that up a few times…Yet, it needs electricity to charge. You may –
"I am all electric." Cy pounded his chest. '"You didn't think a' that, did you?"
"I did actually, Cyborg. But for pointing that out…Pet?"
"Not again –
"CY!"
He was let to reboot as he blinked and tried to bring up his cannons.
No go. Slade just was having the time of his life. His little puppet sacrifices were so unhappy.
While he could have laid down with his loving concubine as they became more and more engrossed in their game. He'd need to keep an eye on the other birds. Tim had not finished his injection rounds yet, and Todd was useless to him.
"You'll be sent to the gates now; escourted by the guards here, and if I see anyone trying to flee or attack…one last try at all."
Slade motioned to the dead man on the floor.
Starfire's eyes did not want to look away. She wanted to picture this as Slade, dead and in a miserable heap.
"That, is the story and you will continue to paint the annals of history with your blood, and go down in them, as true legendary sacrifices to a noble cause…All for the love of lady justice, right Batman?"
"As you said." Bruce sniffed to the killer in a gods' ensemble. "Lady Justice is just waiting to throw you he biggest curve of your life." Bruce's eyes narrowed, yet his lips pointed upwrds in a sly grin. "Ok, Wilson. Let's start the clock."
Slade smiled. He had his attention after all.
"Let's then." He answered, nodding to the guards by the hall entrance, then to the Titans and his willing pet.
And the old bat – man as he was, there would be guano to muck up under that timer…
"Very well, open the gates!"
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They were carted over to an open clearing with the trees towering, the shore far from view being at a higher elevation and all.
Slade looked out onto the world as its king, its savior of a kind, undefined. Dick was there, the trigger taken from him. It was only to use at the main time when it was called for, to execute his allies... Damian had to have been close to shore, to land outside of this twisted wonderland that his…. torturer had rebranded in a few days.
Bruce was in his worst suit; not a penguin, not a chain gang outfit, but it matched that of a man biding his time to be freed from some oppressive status.
"You'll not be without my sympathies." Slade told the heroes as his arm waved out towards the reeds, which all lead into uncharted territory. "I've set up a series of obstacles as these trials for you to navigate will be paramount in winning your lives back."
"Before you decide we should keel over, DS." Jason muttered and pouted his lips. "Bruce won't be the only vigilante after your ass if you cross that line. Turn yourself over, or nothing is gonna go right. I promise to the grave –
"I've shocked you so many times, Todd." Grunted the merc with sigh. He had, which was why he'd taken back his standing with Sionas.
"Don't make me have to waste any more volts on you, please."
"I –
"Jason." Bruce stared at his second eldest sternly. "Let him speak."
Cy gritted his teeth at the words spoken, that the BATMAN had…or, was this his plan all along?
"Anyway, before I'm interrupted, you should all be very clear. There will be an anything goes as a weapon EXCEPT magic and flight. Canons like Cyborg's will be obsolete. You'll have no time limit to win. If your group for instance decides to team up and win against the other's, that won't prolong the inevitable. Only those who survive, so there will only BE one winner."
"What??"
"You're to win YOUR SINGULAR FREEDOM." Slade saw how Starfire and Dick were shaking.
Precious…
"You…want a fight to the death, in the jungle?? Last –
"Standing gets to lick the tall man's fucking boots." Hissed Jay. "You were never gonna make it easy, were you, Dip – Shit?"
"Clever, Todd. But, way over your head."
Grinning back haughtily, Jay could have giving his entire bayonet collection to have that face look his way.
So maybe Dickie would snap out of his little Stockholm moment.
"To make this more of a challenge, the first task will be…to head to the fort. There is an old outpost in the jungle and my emblem will be on it."
"Capture the flag, but what if the other team is left behind." Raven asked, interjecting as Slade almost didn't mind her asking. " Actually, my dear…They'll be kept, but shocked as a result of their first failure."
" Shit…" Todd groaned and was already building up a resistance to these pin pricks the biggest prick had called, torture. "You won't get off that shocker -kick until we're all belly up, damn merc…"
"All I am is a referee, should you decide to ruin your one chance to save them."
"Richard wants to be free, as do the companions of mine, of the side of the very "just." Kori frowned as her eyes met Dick's, yet his eyes looked right through her. A glassy reflection that could never shatter her resolve.
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They stood around the starting plot; a clearing where anything could occur, but they'd be running, tripping up one another to get a damned flag with Deathstroke's emblem on the face of it.
Batman was not going to sleep on any time frame, not until he had his sons and Talia's freedom. And, until Slade was gone from this world. He wanted no more the memory of that killer in any of his dreams.
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"The starting line." Slade had his pet standing there, directing his pointer to the space where his friends would kill for that fort's flag.
"All clear, master?"
"We are indeed." Slade answered back. "Are they, then? Titans? Batman?"
"We can't say no." Raven frowned, afraid to be untruthful when she was always honest. Even Gar stayed to shrug and did turn into a big cat that swished its powerful tail.
"He gets his powers??"
"So, blows!" Jay seethed and commented with Cy on that under his breath.
"Nothing we can do." Raven shrugged back, not liking how tiger - Gar wouldn't stop staring at her team.
While… Dick was….not…?
"The shot will be fired up, and you won't be done….until one remains to reclaim their honor. GO!"
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