"When He Comes"

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This fanfiction is rated M mostly for language and sexual abuse, although this first chapter is the worst of the fifteen written so far.

Forgive any small out-of-character moments that occur…

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Chapter One: Corruption of the Mask

Starfire returned to her room late one night, tired and sweating from a recent battle with Cinderblock. She closed her door and laid on the bed, completely exhausted. Deciding to take a shower before tempting herself into sleep, she rose to her feet sloppily, stumbling into the bathroom and grabbing a purple towel.

She turned on the water so that it was steaming hot and draped the towel over a beam protruding from the closest wall. Undressing herself quickly, she slid into the pouring water.

The hot stream pounded on her head and back like a massage set on high. Starfire sighed tilted her head back, closing her eyes, wetting her hair. She reached for a soap container on her left and picked it up when something- or, rather, someone- caught her hand.

"What?" she asked as the person wrenched the bottle from her hand. She looked up and saw a white mask, the shape of a skull, with only two eyes and a red x marked across it. She heard him laugh; a husky laugh from deep in his throat. A scream erupted from her immediately, but became silent as he lifted her out of the shower with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Starfire grabbed her towel just as he flicked the light switch off.

"Red X," she mumbled through his hand into the blackness. "Get away!"

"No," he whispered. It surprised her when a clacking noise came from the floor and his breath tickled her face.

He had removed his mask.

Starfire fought to get his hand off the bare skin of her waist. She twisted away, her back to him, when he merely grabbed her from behind instead. He sighed into her neck, causing Starfire to shiver and continue her attempt at getting away.

But he held her even tighter and, as he did, the gloved hand around her stomach began to move upwards, slowly creeping up to her naked breasts.

"Stop!" Starfire cried. It came out as a squeak, though; his other hand was still at her mouth. "Do not-"

"I can't hear you," he laughed softly into her ear. His voice sounded different without the mask to modify it; now it sounded lower and more menacing. His hand finally reached Starfire's collarbone and was now advancing up her throat.

Starfire kept trying to get away by kicking him and moving her arms, but both his arms held hers in place without the slightest effort. Her eyes sparked as he turned her head to face him, illuminating the room. He winced, but didn't move.

He had brown hair and bangs covering his face, with hazel eyes that glinted with pleasure. "You," he smiled with a laugh. "Look wonderful in this lighting."

"Clorbag!" She snarled, tears mixing with water on her face. He turned her quite suddenly, keeping her arms pinned to her sides but removing his hand from her face.

"Swear all you want," he hissed, nearing her face. "It turns me on."

X leaned into her, clashing his lips with hers. She felt his tongue enter her mouth as she began to protest, a wet and vile sort of taste coming with it. He pulled away for a moment, forcing her backwards against the wall. The tile wall met her back, chillingly cold as his black costume pressed against her front. His hands began to search her body, though he forgot to hold her arms in the process.

As his hand brushed Starfire's inner thigh, she clenched her fists and concentrated on him. Her eyebeams blasted him backwards as she screamed and shoved him straight into the sink.

"Shit," He mumbled, regaining his balance. "Damn powers!"

Starfire heard the door between her room and the hallway slide open over the noise of the shower and heavy footsteps outside the bathroom approached. "Starfire?" Robin asked fiercely. "Are you okay?"

"Rob-"

X's hand clamped down on her mouth again, but she twisted away from him angrily, raking his face with her fingernails. He yelled out in pain, stumbling away again.

"Star!" Robin shouted. More footsteps followed and then the door to the bathroom rattled. "Unlock the door!"

She looked from the door to X. He was on his feet again, in his hand a device she hadn't yet seen. Her senses heightened as he growled, "I'll be back, princess."

There was a blinding light, and then he was gone.

Starfire was still for a moment. With trembling hands, she wrapped the towel she still held around herself and, not caring that she was dripping wet and partially exposed, opened the door to her bedroom. She rushed forward at a bewildered Robin, throwing him slightly off balance as she flew at him.

"Starfire!" He held her at an arm's width, looking over the terrified expression on her face. Tears ran silently down her cheeks as she let go of him and collapsed at his feet, leaning forward over her knees and holding a metal toe of one of his boots as if her life depended on it. "Star!" he yelled, dropping to the floor as well. "What happened?"

"Robin," she bawled as he forced her to sit up. Her head hung low, she sniffed and shook her head, sending droplets of water flying from her hair. "Robin…!"

"What…" His question died in his throat. His gaze softened as she leaned toward him, resting her forehead on his shoulder and clutching to the fabric of his costume. He pulled her closer, kneeling on both knees. She wrapped her arms around his neck, continuing to cry into his shoulder. "Shh," he commanded gently. "You'll be okay…"

"No," she argued with a broken voice. "I will not."

And before Robin could answer, the three other Titans shot into the room, a momentary delay between each of them.

"Star?" Beast Boy yelped as he shot into the room after Raven and Cyborg. He looked away and raised a hand to the side of his face; Starfire's towel had begun to slip from her form. However, he was the only one who seemed to notice.

"Man," Cyborg whispered, sharing a glance with Robin. "What the hell…?"

Raven was the first to help. She opened the closet and grabbed a silken purple sheet. Then, she promptly turned to the distraught Tamaranean and, with one smooth motion, draped the sheet around Starfire as she lowered herself to the floor. "Star?"

Starfire turned her head the smallest amount and leaned away from Robin, fingering the edge of the sheet as she pulled it across herself.

Beast Boy let out a quiet sigh and uncovered his eyes. Cyborg glanced at him in annoyance but soon turned back to Starfire.

Raven gripped Starfire's elbow lightly, pulling her as she got to her feet. Robin rose with them, averting his eyes for a moment as the towel dropped to the floor and the sheet swung to cover where it had been.

"Come with me," Raven smiled soothingly. Starfire nodded, recoiling from Robin and following Raven as she went out the door.

Once they had gone, Beast Boy turned to Robin and blinked. "What's going on?"

But Robin looked at both the Titans before he shrugged, sighing. "I… I really have no idea."

"No idea?" Cyborg asked. "Well, why did you come into her room, then?"

There was a pause, and then he answered, "I thought I heard Starfire scream from the bathroom. And I'm beginning to think that there was someone else in the bathroom with her." He pointed to the floor of the adjacent room. A white mask with a red x across it was lying there, covered halfway in shadows.

"No," Beast Boy choked, retrieving the mask and returning to the room with it. "No… But he…" He stared at the mask in his hand as if it was the most nauseating and repulsive thing he'd ever seen.

"That dick!" Cyborg gritted his teeth in anger. "He… he wouldn't… Would he?"

Robin closed his eyes. "I don't know. All I want to know is that Starfire is okay. Then we'll go after X."

"And if she isn't?" Cyborg wondered.

The team leader shot him a look from behind his mask. "Then we'll make her okay. And then we'll torture and kill that fucking bastard."

Leaving the other two in stunned silence, he strode out the door, shaking with fury.

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