His vision was blurry when he woke up. The room was a disgusting shade of pink and he felt cold. Too cold. He tried to wrap his arms around his skinny frame, only to find they were shackled above his head. Suddenly, he felt sick. He tugged at the shackles, but he couldn't get free. Next he noticed his clothes were missing. He had been fooled by the thin, pink material wrapped around his body, like a silk cocoon blanket. There was a giggle from the foot of the bed. Why was he on someone's bed? Last he remembered was Dagger and Fire knocking him out...
"You might notice something around your wrists. I wish they could have had a sweeter touch to them, but Slade uses them to keep our powers at bay when we're misbehaving. Only way I could make this safe for me."
He craned his neck and gasped. He was shackled to the Ruby Dagger's bed, and she stood at the foot in lingerie. He tried again to free his wrists. This woman was not someone he wanted to be helpless before. She sauntered over and mounted his waist.
"What are you doing?" He asked through gritted teeth. She giggled again.
"Come on, it's no secret I'm...intrigued by you." She slowly peeled away the blanket. His eyes widened and he tried to shock her, but nothing happened. He felt her hands on him and began kicking. "Stop touching me!" He shrieked. "Let me go!"
She blocked his screams with a kiss. Wisely, she kept her tongue in her own mouth. He continued to scream. To kick. He was trying to get her away. Her hands were still down there, where he wanted her furthest from. She was heavier than he was, and stronger. So much stronger. He was weak. And he was terrified. Ruby suddenly swung herself off him and he gave a sigh of relief. That relief quickly turned to panic. She was naked now. He squeezed his eyes shut and felt her straddle him again.
"Please...please...please don't..."
"I never thought I'd hear you plead, boy."
"You're a psychopath."
"I love pain, bug-zapper. The more you kick, the hotter I get."
He retched. Okay, he was going to be sick, he knew it. He forced himself to remain still. "Go away." Maybe if he kept still, this wouldn't happen. He felt her tongue on his cheek, and he felt her...no...God, please, no. He tried again to struggle, but she countered by attempting to pin his legs with her own.
"Please! Stop! Don't! Please!"
"This was destined to happen from the moment we met." She told him. She wouldn't say another thing for the whole sordid event. He screamed and swore, struggled as best he could and cried for help. No-one came. There wasn't even the slightest sign anyone heard him. He screamed until his throat was so sore he could no longer.
He was left alone in the pink room. He was cold and tears flooded down his cheeks. No more struggling. It was all over and there was no point. He had failed to defend himself, and now he felt he was nothing. What had just happened? That could not have seriously happened. Never in a million years. Surely. He felt bile rise in his throat and tried to sit up before he threw up. All that ended up doing was getting his sick on his arm before he collapsed back down at the edge of the see-through stain. Things probably couldn't get worse. He began to black out again. He wasn't sure if that was good or bad.
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Three supers stood guard by the bound titans. Only two captives were conscious. Neither were struggling. Possibly because one of the guards was holding a gun. Fire and Ice were now joined by a slender girl whose name was yet to be given. Quite frankly, Beast Boy and Thunder didn't care. The changeling had told Thunder that Lightning was there, and both him and the Dagger were missing. All the elemental cared about was knowing his brother was safe. None of the guards seemed willing to divulge his whereabouts, but the pink-skinned boy clearly knew. Of course, he was the one that didn't speak. After a few shared glances with the girl with purple skin, he sighed.
"I do not condone this, Rain."
There was silence. The girl did not respond.
Thunder spoke, saying something that was along the lines of pretty much everything else he had said before. "Just tell me what that witch has done to my brother!"
Fire and Rain looked away. Ice had been looking at the ceiling for a pretty long time.
"If we lift a finger against her, we're dead." Rain mumbled.
Fire was trying to think of a delicate way to put it. "She's a disgusting person who does disgusting things when she isn't killing. Killing is okay, causing pain is okay, but some things still make me shudder..."
The two titans looked confused. In the distance, the sound of stiletto boots echoed through the hollow tunnels. The pyromaniac dropped his weapon and walked off, as if he simply couldn't be bothered any longer.
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In actual fact, he had gone into Ruby's room with a key. The key to the shackles. He carefully freed up the electrical elemental's wrists and located his clothes, or most of them at least, and put them at the foot of the bed. Now, perhaps some would at this point misjudge him, but Fire would never again offer even the slightest bit of help to any heroes bar family members. He was only undoing these bonds because rape had to be where he drew the line. He was fine with killing, but he preferred to make it quick and simple. He didn't like drawing out another's suffering. The electrical elemental would never know the fiery one had tried to set him free.
As, when Lightning awoke, Fire was gone. His wrists were free, though. Things seemed a little shaky. He dressed quickly and hurried out, wiping his eyes and trying to pretend the smell of sick didn't linger on his shoulder. The Dagger didn't seem to be nearby.
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The Titans found it rather suspicious how easily they had managed to escape. They had been made aware their honorary was hidden there somewhere. Beast Boy and Thunder had realised what the villain was doing, but had not told another soul. How could they? How would they say it? Lightning most likely overpowered the girl anyway. If it really did happen, he would tell in time...right? The Titans walked with distances between them to make it easier to fight if and when need came. Ruby fell in at the back. Just her against all of them gave her little chance, but she was cocky. Oh how she loved her fights. Heck, winning the last one had only been pure luck.
Now, with so many people there on one side, the fight became a little hectic. This humble narrator quickly lost track. I remember Ruby finding she had no room for her fancy manoeuvres in such a tight corridor. There was this really fun and somewhat iconic part towards the end when Ruby spun to avoid a punch, only to make direct contact with a pair of emerald green eyes.
Contact.
Suddenly there was no control over her own body, and she simply stood as Thunder slammed his fist into her jaw. Jericho was behind Thunder, out of Ruby, in seconds. A door opened to the side and there were spins, people ready for another fight, but what occurred instead was a hug. Lightning had been exploring, ready to blast anything to oblivion, but when he saw the other Titans, saw his brother, he powered down and made a line straight for his brother.
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