Prompt Post - Part Ten
I am REALLY, REALLY SORRY about taking so long, guys, and about not being around much recently. I've been busier than I have in a while, and it just kept slipping my mind between uni applications and volunteering and all sorts- for some reason I thought we were much further off a new post.
If there is anything I haven't responded to, as of now, I'm ( Read more... )
Um...I kinda switched around the +1. Hope that's alright with you, OP.
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1. Artemis
She had been on the team two and a half years when it happened.
It was just a normal open and shut mission. Go in, get the intel, and get out. Unfortunately, it didn’t happen that way.
The Team had been separated and she was currently prowling the third floor, keeping an eye out for signs of movement while she attempted to find her friends.
He came out of nowhere; a nightmare clothed in orange and black. He laughed softly and offered up an ultimatum.
“You come with me, and I’ll make sure that worthless girl you call a sister continues to live…and the baby she carries.”
The terror was all encompassing. How did he even know Jade was pregnant? Roy didn’t even know!
“How do I know you have her?”
He simply handed her a cell phone.
“Call her.”
She did.
…she went with Slade.
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He called in the middle of the night.
“There’s a warehouse on the corner of South and Main. Come alone.”
He didn’t know who it is or what they want, but he thought he could take whoever it was.
He was wrong.
An ambush.
He woke up three hours later in a cell, a kryptonite-laced metal cuff on his right wrist. Just the little dusting of the rock was enough to make Conner feel nauseous and dizzy.
It wasn’t long before he appeared.
He offered to train Superboy, to help him learn control (the cuff was only for protection, so he could explain himself without being attacked). He presented him with the chance to become the best he could be; powerful, precise, and in control. He offered him what Superman never had; the chance to have a father.
…Conner accepted.
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She knew what he was offering her was wrong. She knew that. She knew she didn’t want to betray her friends or her uncle or Batman. Her rational mind knew that, but the instinctual part of her mind, the part that had made her mind-blast her friends and turn Psimon into a vegetable when her secret was at risk, didn’t see it that way.
He had promised they wouldn’t be hurt. He had given her his word. Just feed him information, little tidbits here and there.
She tried to convince herself she didn’t feel guilty, that she wasn’t betraying her friends and that this deal she had made with him, her friends’ guaranteed safety in exchange for information wasn’t harming anything, or anyone.
…She did not succeed.
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He hated working for this man, this cold, ruthless man bedecked in Halloween colors. He hated being forced to steal in the dead of night, going against everything he had ever stood for. He hated standing in the man’s presence. But most of all, he hated the hold Slade held over him.
He was not in this situation by choice. Two months ago, the man had captured him and took him into a room. It had been empty except for two large pods filled with salt water and his two best friends.
Tula and Garth were floating motionless in the water, their eyes closed and their breathing even. Kaldur prided himself on being calm and level-headed, but he had flown into a rage, attacking Slade and bargaining with him to release his lost love and his first friend.
…This was the result.
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He’s coming down from his latest high when he notices the silhouette.
Roy swears under his breath and grabs his arrows, quickly notching one onto his bow.
Slade steps out of the shadows, carrying what looks to be a dart gun with one hand while the other holds the remainder of Roy’s heroin stash.
Suddenly Roy’s desperate, and he’s begging with the wraith. Him, a hero. Begging to a villain.
He feels disgusted with himself, but can’t bring himself to care as he watches Slade hold his ‘lifeline’ in his hands.
…Roy’s hooked, and that’s all Slade needs.
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Wally didn’t think there was anything very special about himself. So when Slade started taking an interest in him, Wally was honestly bewildered. He and Robin had even joked about it one night after a mission, after another one of Slade’s failed attempts to persuade Wally to join him.
“KF, the only thing you got going for you is super-speed. Besides, you’d eat Slade out of house and home.”
Robin had actually been vaguely insulted Slade hadn’t gone after him. His pride had been wounded at the thought (however misplaced that thought may have been) that Slade apparently valued a fast-talking, air-headed speedster over him, the protégé of the Batman with the ability to hack through anything and melt into the shadows.
“Come on, Rob. Admit it. I’ve got stuff!”
“The only stuff you’ve got going for you is your mouth, Kid Idiot,” Robin chucked, dodging a playful swipe.
“Dude! You’re not seriously jealous that the scary mastermind merc went after me instead of you, are you? Cause that’s seriously messed up, Rob. You’re not going to go seek him out now and beg to be his apprentice are you?”
“No! Come on Wally! I thought you knew me better than that!” Robin said with a mock-betrayed look on his face. “I thought we were best friends! You of all people should know I would never ever ever work for Slade!”
“Good.”
And they didn’t talk for a while after that, content to just play video games.
“...besides, he’s creepy. Who’d want to work for him?”
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I'm so happy you filled this for me!
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You're welcome. I've been attempting to work on an Apprentice fic anyway, so this was...practice of a sort, you might say.
I'm glad you liked it. :)
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