Nightwing – Son of the Demon's Head – Wanted; Dead or Alive – Part Two –
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Chapter 14: Lost in the Woods – Out of the Catacombs
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No one had found them yet, yet Slade's guards were on the lookout for an unmasked Dark Knight and a red headed vixen from the above.
Dick clung to his eat as Raven's tendrils of darkness did not hold back. Slade used the collars round the few to make them silent, yet Raven had been hurt before. She ignored the pain and LET it come raining down, her body charred up as the illusion of power was of revenge and anger so painted plain across he face, that she was silently losing control.
Beastboy saw this, and ran to stop the woman before Cy dragged his bud into a headlock.
"She's…saving…our…. butts!!"
"She's defying Slade! Unhand me!!"
Slade watched the fight as he got ready to push his dial up further, dragging Dick in front of him as a shield -
Which eventually, soon, stopped the rioting Titan's powers from attacking.
Dick stood there, his face white as a sheet as Raven lowered her arms and did not want this to go on…
"We WILL find you when your guard is down, Slade." The guards were coming, Dick's eyes were still so afraid, of her…
Tim was panting, his fear being that an alter self of his personality had…taken THAT!
Beastboy got Cy onto the ground, while the doors to the room opened.
"Take them back to their cells. We'll try for the gladiator role in the morning."
"You won't kill us!! Let them, go!"
"I'll do as I please." Slade sniffed to the empath and her allies.
"Changeling? See to it that you and Tim take care of our guests."
Tim bobbed his head, his memory of before fading off into a thick fog as Slade made sure to bury the former hero into his web of lies.
"As you command, Sir."
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Dick fell to his knees once the traitors were gone. His chest fluttered, his thoughts racing.
"She wouldn't have…" He looked at the ground and shook. "S – Sh…. She…."
"You're right, pet."
Slade's drawl came from behind as his head was petted softly.
"She could never hurt you, which means you'll continue to protect our future together. Won't you?"
Dick tasted bile yet let his thoughts still.
"Y -….You c –
The grip turned to a vice as his ebony hair was tugged.
Jangling bangles made such pretty sounds beside the by whore who wouldn't give up on dying young, even if he was technically unable to do so.
"This CHILD will make for certain…." Slade hissed at the younger hero.
"That you pay for leaving me with nothing. I took what was yours, and I won't stop until you're never to speak to them again. That oath was ours, brat….!" Slade let the young man go, he was still shaking as he fell to his side. Dazed, clutching his stomach.
"Maybe I should ask Crane to complete a new formula to speed up its growth, have it move around inside you until you are totally helpless to save those traitors….Wouldn't that be interesting to watch?"
Dick's lip trembled as his body curled into a ball.
"But, no I think…A slow painful birth is what I need to break you finally. Rose got the message, by the way."
Smiled the devil to his consort.
"She'll be here to join us very, very soon…. Dick. Be ready to see how much she'll despise what you are…like all the rest…once this baby is brought into the world."
"No…..Slade…!"
"Shut up. Stay like that and reflect." Slade snapped at his pitiful pet. "When I think you're finally calm, you may join us for supper. Unless, you'd like to spend this lovely reunion upstairs with some of your favorite toys –
Dick shook his head madly.
"N- No! I'll be ready! Please, sir…..Rose, she needs to know…" He pleaded in a smaller voice.
"Then, up. Get washed and ready. For tonight, I won't have you dressed to kill at least." Slade seemed annoyed by having to waste his good wares on a whore, but it was a ruse to tell Rose a little lie about them being a couple. And if any, she needed to know her pace at his side.
Rose was blood, and fine blood at that.
His newest creation besides the child he had put inside Dick with his own DNA to remain as immortal as its father, was going to throw this whole debackle off of its ass, as he coaxed the now dry eyed boy wonder to ready himself for a confession with his past daughter. As her fake father, he'd done well in raising the girl to a point.
That was, until the Bat had swooped in to steal her.
Both resented him for it, even if Dick couldn't make that clear.
Slade knew, and he was about to use that angst against Wayne for all its worth.
Dick was going to kill his father, and then Rose would be at his side. She'd not care, she still cared for him.
She still "loved" Dickie as her John even now.
It was silly, yet he'd iron her out. For her only love, would be to one soul.
Her benevolent, father.
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Starfire hid in the trees as best she could, her eyes on finding Mr. Wayne and where they had gotten separated by that giant land - storm.
Slade's tricks were becoming even more deadly, that Starfire refused to believe her friends had lost their lives, not without someone there to save the day.
Bruce was somewhere below the base, as she spied a window up top with a silhouette of some familiar –
She gasped as guards came out, their goggles looking for her, yet she would not be taken so easily by these fanatical human murderers.
Starfire saw the ledge and by that time, her powers were not back, yet she swung to the spot and climbed up with a vine.
Her strength was partly still there, so she was sure to tie a vine round her torso and to do as the humans of this world did when they could not be super – human.
She scaled up it, that princess in her tower, as Dick had used his birdarangs to see her on her wedding night on Tameran.
Even if…that was a sham fabricated by Blackfire to have more power over her people.
Still, if he were only to tell her, it was not too late.
She must have felt a great regret wash over her, yet there was no turning away as Starfire climbed, her fingers raw, her heart pounding and young brow perspiring.
She was almost to the ledge….
Was that….?
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Water poured down over top his head and his whole body as Dick held his tears away. If Slade saw him like this, if he dared to humiliate himself…
A guard stood by at the door, waiting for the young consort to finish, thinking it odd that he was a servant right now instead of a fighter – yet the steam at his face, it was quite abrasive and made it hard to see.
The shadow of a cat?
His weapon twitched with him as the guard –
Was met by an angrier set of green eyes.
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Slade folded out a few things onto the bed. Dick was having his time, and he'd be joining shortly.
Ah, yet he wasn't exactly alone as a shadow took to his room and roosted there, knives in hand?
Maybe, but no.
Just, a face and more complaints.
"Timothy."
Slade turned to the other side of the room to see the teen's face.
"You…. made me hurt her, but I wasn't…. sir! You did not have to –
"You've forgotten, soldier." Slade interrupted an upset Tim Drake as the boy flinched slightly.
"You work for me, and if I command you to subdue a Titan or send her into a whirlwind of hurt, you'll do it. No questions."
"Raping her wasn't ok." Tim muttered.
Slade had hurt the real Tim, and he didn't want the detective back. He wanted Tim the killer with two blades at his disposal.
"She'll get over it. Heroes bleed for justice. Just look at what your brother did to save Damian."
Tim stilled.
"He had a chance to kill me, and couldn't go through with having anyone watch. Now?" Slade's smirk was very apparent as his facial muscles perked up. "Now, you'll see what happens to bad heroes who leave the call of duty for anything else. Dick is mine, and you are also. You'll do as I command, and next time, Tim?"
He slunk up to the boy, his pouting lips very attractive despite his petite frame.
"Maybe you'd rather I wash out the taste of her for you, would that make it all better? Pet?"
He put a hand to the side of Tim's bleach white face.
"Give you what you deserve and leave your brother to his relaxing shower…hum…then. Come, you'll pleasure me by yourself, while my concubine changes for tonight's supper." Slade lowered the kid to his knees with one hand, Tim knowing what to do by brainwashed instinct alone.
Tim was sure he didn't have the power to refuse as Slade's cock hung limp and then began to harden during their little chat. He'd been willing to hurt Dick with that…He'd seen the bruises. Momentarily stared while the two fucked into the night. Slade whipping his hole raw, digging in until there was nowhere left to explore….
"Y…. you'll leave them, let Dick rest…" Tim whispered, body thrumming hotly. His own cock twitching in anticipation. Richard's body. It would be a shame to have it marred with even more scars…
The other personality suddenly as a wave came forth, as it gasped up from the depths of Tim's unconscious and licked its pink lips clean. Slade raised a brow, liking this dramatic presentation very much.
" I'll take care of you, until he's completely spotless, Master…"
Tim pulled out the man's cock as he'd earned a ruffle of his hair and got down low enough to taste the tip. To wash away that kiss with the dark witch. How it plagued him even with the flavor of Dick sticking to that cockhead, all the same…
He wanted more of it, as he let Slade's pants fall with his own.
"Are you certain?"
The devil's grin that Tim's alter gave was, his hands wrapping round the man's neck as he put his leg up.
"Mount me, sir…I want to feel what Dick felt when you gave him new life to birth…make me yours…even for a while…"
Slade's hands tugged the pliant boy to rest inches from his throbbing member, their breathing making the world silent before Tim was to be plundered with his brother distracted in the next room.
Slade had a wicked grin as he let the brat fall onto his rod, his face scrunching inwards before he near damn well came all over Slade's torso.
"Likewise, young detective…"
Tim was tugged off, before the fun could begin. That old name was all to be a brand of a previous affection.
Ra's couldn't stay away, and Slade was starting to understand why.
" If you'll have me."
He let the boy slam into him lip bitten as he was taught.
Endure it, if only for his family.
If only to save Dick from collecting anymore bruises.
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Ohhhh……Tim is into old dudes. What is with Bruce's kids??
Ah, right. So! What say you? Not going to spoil it. Back in to chapter 15 next: Red Haired Harpy – Underground Secrets
Read on and stay curious for more!
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