Title: The Rebirth of the Apprentice
Author: Jordan Herbert
Rating: M for topics of masturbation and rape
Genre: Angst/Slash/Drama
Pairing: SladeRobin, or what I like to call Sladin
Summary: It started when Robin was on a normal patrol one night but then when he's caught off guard he finds himself back in his apprentice uniform and with Slade. Only this time, Slade's planning on keeping Robin utterly defeated and only his. R&R please!
The Rebirth of the Apprentice
Robin moaned as his eyes slowly fluttered open. His hand immediately went to his aching head and he slowly sat up. He was cold but that was probably because of the cold, metal floor he was lying on. He couldn't remember what happened, where he was, or how he got here; he just knew he felt a lot of pain all over his body.
He looked up at the spotlight above him and winced at the harsh light. Without it though, he would be in the heavy shadows that covered the rest of his surroundings, all but the full circle of light directly focused on him.
Slowly shaking his head he sat Indian style on the floor and tried to remember what had happened, but nothing came back to him. He was out on patrol like normal and he was thinking when…something happened. Why couldn't he remember?
He pounded his fist into his hand as frustration overtook him when suddenly his masked eyes widened in shock. He wasn't in his normal outfit, but he was clocked in all too familiar attire. He was once again wearing his Slade's apprentice uniform.
Suddenly he remembered and the night rushed back to him all at once. Almost as if it was like a flashback in a cartoon or movie…
Robin's POV
When I was little, like most children, I was afraid of the dark. But that was when I was little, really little; my parents were still alive little. I always thought that there were monsters hiding in the dark that were trying to get me. Hiding in the darkness and waiting for the perfect moment to steal me away and drag me into the dark forever.
Then I became Batman's sidekick and I learned that there really were things hiding in the dark. I also learned that I could be one of those things that lurked in the dark and use the darkness to my own advantage. So, my fear of the dark dying many years before I even met Batman, I became a part of the darkness to catch those who used the covering of night as an excuse to steal and break the law.
I hid in the dark and stalked my prey, no longer afraid of the things that went bump in the night because I knew I could bump back, harder.
Suddenly I found what would become my prey for the night; a robot that belonged to Slade, one of his minions. I knew Slade was back, Beast Boy had encountered one of his look alike robots already when he had gone after "Terra". Watching the robot look around its surroundings and enter into a creepy looking warehouse, I quickly stepped into the street light and prepared myself for an attack. I suppose I should call the rest of the Titans, let them know that I had a lead on Slade; they didn't even know that I went on night patrols. Technically, it was 4:30 and so the night had passed and it was now early morning hours.
I quickly pushed the thought of contacting my friends out of my head; I didn't need their help to take down Slade; he's my mortal enemy and besides, one of them could get hurt. I won't have their pain on my conscious because I'm not a strong enough leader.
I was ready to follow after the robot when two strong hands pulled me back into the shadows. In that moment my thoughts of childhood came back to me. The monsters had gotten me.
I felt my monster's hands grope up my chest and wrists then to my face. Before I had time to react any more than my struggling against the unknown monster a wet cloth was placed over my mouth and nose. I quickly realized the familiar scent of chloroform and increased my struggling. I heard a soft laughter behind me; my attempts of escape amusing the creature.
Its hot breath brushed over the back of my neck and ear, sending shivers up and down my spine like crazy. The chloroform was starting to take affect on me and my thoughts were starting to blurry. I leaned against my captor as I felt my knees start to quiver. "Relax Robin," the monster purred in my ear, "it will all be over soon." I recognized that voice and before I blacked out, I knew who my monster was; Slade.
3rd Person P.O.V
Robin looked at his outfit in disgust; just the thought of wearing the thing again made him want to hurl. Then another thought had occurred to Robin; Slade had changed his clothes. Robin's eyes widened again and he quickly tried to stand up only to have his knees collapse on him and cause him to fall on his elbows back to the ground. The chloroform was having after effects on him but he didn't care if he had to crawl; he was leaving this place.
"Robin," Slade's voice from the surrounding darkness, "I'm glad to see you again in your better attire and fully awake." Robin tried to stand again but crumbled onto his knees. "Well, maybe you're not at your full health but you are awake nonetheless."
"Slade," Robin finally found his voice, "what do you think you're doing?"
"I told you once that you were chosen to be my apprentice but you managed to refuse me once your friends were no longer in any danger." Slade stepped into the light and Robin slowly rose to his feet. He managed to stay standing this time but his knees shook; warning him of the possibility that they could give out any minute. "So I decided that maybe you weren't destined to be my apprentice and I sought another one.
"Terra; at first the girl made a wonderful apprentice, but then she refused me as well. But now I'm back at the beginning and I've concluded that my first choice had been the correct one. Robin, this time you don't have any choice in the matter; you're going to be my apprentice for now and forever." Slade strode forwards and placed his hands on Robin's shoulders. Robin wanted to punch him, kick him, back away, do something, anything, that would get him away from Slade's touch, but he couldn't move.
"Wha…What did you do to me?" Robin lifted his gaze to see Slade's eye sparkle with delight at Robin's masked fear.
"Did I ever tell you how I controlled Terra? How I planted neural controllers into her suit and therefore controlled her entirely? Well, I decided that my neural controllers had worked well enough on her so they would work on you as well. From now on Robin, you won't be doing anything I don't want you to and you'll be doing everything I do want you to do. You're mine now Robin, fully mine and mine only." Robin felt like he couldn't breathe, as if he was choking on the air itself. He wanted to run away more than ever now but he couldn't get his legs to move.
Though his hands did start to move, only they weren't listening to him; they were listening to Slade; doing what he wanted them to do. His hands were on his chest and they slowly started to run down his form until they landed directly below his belt.
"Stop!" Robin wasn't sure if he was yelling at his hands or Slade but he did know what Slade wanted from him now.
"I told you Robin, I'm in control now." Slade cupped Robin's chin and Robin could swear that for a minute he could see through Slade's mask as he practically saw Slade smirking at his pain. His hands slowly pulled his belt off, he wanted to shudder at the 'thud' as it hit the floor, and then began to draw his zipper down. Slade's hand remained on his chin, forcing him to continue to look at Slade, while the other ran to the back of his head and gently massaged his scalp. "Now be a good boy and apologize for running off on me and maybe I won't make this so painful for you."
"Please Slade," Robin clutched his eyes closed to try and stop the swelling of tears in his eyes, "don't do this." He couldn't stop the tears and they began to trickle down his face. Slade's gloved thumb brushed the tears away roughly. Robin leaned forward as his hands pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees in unison with one swift motion.
Slade chuckled at Robin's pleas. "Even though I'm in control, my little bird, you are the one who's doing this."
"Stop," Robin sobbed, "Slade, please, stop. I don't want to; please don't make me do this." Robin gasped as his hands slowly cupped and began to tease himself as they ran softly and slowly over his member.
"Now Robin, why would you want to stop something that has yet to begin?" Slade released Robin's face and circled behind him. Robin wanted to scream from this torture, to cry out for someone to help him, to moan in pure pleasure as his hands began to grow faster and harder. But he didn't do anything but bite his lip and attempt to repress the moans and gasps that slipped out of his mouth anyway.
A loud gasp of surprise echoed around the room as Robin felt one of Slade's large, ungloved hands on his vulnerable ass. Robin heard the sound of another 'thud' and wanted to desperately be able to shudder as he realized that Slade had dropped his own belt to the ground.
An even louder gasp drowned the previous one completely out as Robin felt an intrusion at his entrance. "And this is when it begins." Slade murmured as he plunged deeper inside the small boy; utterly violating and defeating the young hero as he was ripped open for the first time, but it was surely not about to be the last time the tortured soul would be used. Slade was in control now and this was only the beginning of Robin's new apprenticeship.
A.N. Did you like it? I love SladeRobin and I know this is a total lemon, but Sladin is my favorite flavor! Anyway, this is a collection of SladexRobin fics that often come to my mind and I'll be updating randomly. This was one of my darker stories and in some of the other ones I'll be posting Robin will probably be a bit more willing and Slade might show some actual emotion. Reviews are cherished and reviewers are loved, so please click the button down there.