A.N. Alright, for anyone who reads my Sladin One Shots fic, here it is; the fic I mentioned at the bottom of chapter 11! I hope you enjoy it and remember, I'm writing it for you and also myself!
Title: Aftershock Prizes
Author: Jordan Herbert
Rating: M throughout the entire fic for obvious reasons if you actually read it.
Genre: Angst/Slash/Drama
Pairing: SladeRobin, or what I like to call Sladin, and TerraxBeast Boy, which I'm not sure if it has another name
Summary: A rewrite of Aftershock parts 1 and 2. Terra and Slade decide that if they're going to rule Jump City and eventually other places then they deserved whatever they want. What they didn't want was to be lonely on their thrones and what they did want were two different boys. Terra wants Beast Boy to keep his promise about being his friend and she wants more from him as well. Slade wants his first apprentice back, Robin, but not as an apprentice, why would he need two apprentices? No, Slade wants Robin for different reasons, reasons that'll cause Robin to shiver much to Slade's joy.
Chapter 1
The Plan Comes Together
"Oof!" Both boys shouted simultaneously as they were cruelly thrown to their knees on rough earthlike ground. They had been through so much in the past days that had left their spirits sour and their moods unpleasant.
Jump City, their city, had been taken over completely by Slade and Terra, two people that both held unique relationships with the boys. The Titans had been planning on a surprise attack but before they were able to launch it they had been ambushed and captured.
Beast Boy and Robin were both bound at the wrists and knees and dragged off in one direction as they watched the rest of their friends fight a hoard of Sladebots and a combined creature of Plasmus, Cinderblock, and Overload. Beast Boy had tried to morph and a collar had been locked over his neck that shocked him at every attempt. Robin had kicked and screamed and otherwise struggled until he became tired.
Now both boys looked up at the two foreboding figures looming over them. Robin glared and curled his lip into a snarl as he refused to be intimidated by Slade's big form. "Slade," he hissed, every syllable dripped with hatred as deadly as poison.
"Terra," Beast Boy's heart clenched in his chest as he looked painfully at the form before him. The long, blonde locks that he had grown to love and than tried to learn to hate covered half of her face, resembling the mask that her master worn
"Beast Boy," Terra whispered mockingly as she smirked at him. She took on Slade's pose of perfect balance and folded her arms behind her back as well. She glanced up at her master and inwardly applauded herself at making him pleased. She could tell by the look in his eye, the only thing she ever had to go on with him.
"Robin," Slade purred as he glanced absentmindedly at his current apprentice to his former one. "Now that the greetings are over with we can end the formality and get down to business. I'm sure you two want to know why you've been brought down here."
"No doubt you want the pleasure of having front row seats to our demise." Robin's glare intensified as he spoke his unattached words. Beast Boy gulped beside his leader, he knew Robin would rather die a hero than anything else and he agreed that it was a noble death, but he was pretty sure that he just didn't want to die at all.
"Ehhh," Terra mocked the sound of a buzzer as she shook her head. "Wrong." She smiled smugly as Robin's glare turned to her. His masked eyes held so much hate and hurt in them as he looked at her and she couldn't help but wonder how expressive his eyes were when they weren't masked.
Beast Boy released the breath he had been holding as he relaxed a bit in his binds. "Then, why did you take us away from everyone else?" Beast Boy shifted uncomfortably, his knees were beginning to ache from this position.
"If you think you're going to get us to join you then you're better off thinking of something else right now!" Robin shouted as he began to fumble behind his back with the ropes once more.
"We don't want you to join us." Slade replied lazily as he leaned over the boys. Beast Boy's eyes widened and he shrunk back a bit. Robin held his ground and glared icily straight into Slade's eye.
"We took you as prizes." Terra placed her hands on her hips as she smiled happily. "You two are trophies for our accomplishment of taking over Jump. I get Beast Boy and Slade gets Robin."
"What?" Beast Boy questioned. "Like what that creep Atlas did to us?"
"No Beast Boy," Robin's voice was grim. Beast Boy looked over at his usually confident leader and noted that he was no longer glaring and that his face had paled to the color of Raven's skin color. "Not that type of trophy. They're taking us as trophies just like the Trojans took women as trophies over defeated lands. We're their booty."
Slade chuckled in delight at Robin's terminology. "Yes and just like the Trojans, Terra and I are allowed to do whatever we please with you two." Terra nodded her head and crossed her arms over her chest.
Beast Boy's mouth opened but nothing came out, not even a squeak of protest or any utterance of any words, and he let it hang open as he stared dumbfounded at his captor. Terra leaned over him and closed his mouth with one finger. Her finger remained under his chin as she smiled at him. "You're nothing but property now."
"We are not property!" Robin shouted as he tried to lung off his knees to attack but two Sladebots quickly clamped heavy hands on his shoulders and held him on his knees. He tugged against the arms but they held still despite his best efforts.
"Place him in my bed chamber and watch over him until I arrive." Slade ordered idly. The Sladebots nodded their heads and one picked Robin up and threw him over its shoulder like a rag doll. Robin snarled and squirmed as he was carted off from the room.
"Robin," Beast Boy whispered as he watched his friend forced away. Terra's finger trailed his jaw line once and then moved away as Terra straightened again. He gasped as he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder and he looked up at the menacing Sladebot.
"Same with him, my bedroom and watch over him, I shouldn't be too long. Just have to make sure his friends stay down this time." Terra smirked as Beast Boy was taken from the room in the same manner as Robin was.
She turned to Slade and smiled hopefully at him, her blue eyes wide and waiting. Slade glanced down at her for a split second then he groaned and rolled his eye. He unfolded his arms from behind his back and held one lazily up to her.
"Yes!" She happily gave his large hand a high-five and then jumped into the air a little in her joy. Slade, despite himself, smiled behind his mask as he watched Terra in amusement do a little happy motion with her hands as she repeatedly pumped them in the air.
"Alright Terra, tonight we'll celebrate with whatever you want to have for dinner. But until then, you have a job to finish up." Slade brushed a strand behind her shoulder and she nodded happily.
"Then I'll pick up the pizza after I finish the rest of the Titan's off." She smiled and ran past Slade as she went to hurry her job. Slade sighed as she left the room; he wasn't a fan of pizza. But he knew something that would make him feel better.
He was thrown onto the bed roughly and he sat up as he looked around the room. The decorating of the room didn't surprise him in the least. The walls were metal and bare except for a single bulletin board with a variety of newspaper clippings pinned to it. Robin pushed the thought in his mind before it formed, before he actually thought that he and Slade actually were alike.
The rest of the room was just as bare as the walls were. There was the door out, which Robin had just been forced through, a door that led to the bathroom, from what Robin could see of black marble titles, and another metal door that blended with the wall and was adjacent to the bathroom, the closet Robin suspected.
The bed had black coverings and was rather stiff, as though it wasn't used much or had just been bought. Two pillows were on the bed, both were black as well. Then there was a dark mahogany desk to the right of the supposed closet and pushed into that corner. A single, metallic side table was on the left side of the bed and a tiny lamp was placed on top of it. And then a tall wardrobe was to the right of the open bathroom. That was basically it Robin noted as he glanced around the room for any signs of something he may have overlooked.
It seemed too plain for Slade. There was no elegant design, no signs of trap doors, and there weren't any weapons or heads of Slade's enemies hanging on the walls. Robin sighed as the Sladebot continued to stand next to the bed and watch him closely. He really wished that he had just one limb free, he could beat that bucket of bolts with one foot or one arm easily.
He started to shift his wrist bonds around and the Sladebot clamped a hand tightly on his forearm. Robin glared but stopped and relaxed in the robot's hold to assure it that he got the message; he wasn't to try anything while under the metallic man's watch. The Sladebot released him and continued his close watch of the Boy Wonder.
Robin sighed as he tried to look at the bulletin board on the wall to the right of the bed. He could barely make out the headlines. He looked back at the Sladebot and bit his lip as he thought carefully. "Hey, could you stand me up by that bulletin board so I have something to do?"
The Sladebot continued to stare at him but otherwise did nothing. "Come on," Robin pressed. "I'm bored and Slade's probably going to take a while doing something crazy. I just want something to occupy myself with, it's not any plan to escape." Still the Sladebot did nothing but stare. "Didn't Slade build you with any ability to think for yourself?"
"Actually I did," Robin's gaze flew to the door and then narrowed as Slade stepped out of the doorway.
"Robin," Slade purred as the Sladebot walked around him and closed the door tightly as it left. "My Robin,"
"I'm not yours or anyone else's Slade!" Robin glared as Slade slowly approached the bed and took the place of the Sladebot had only a moment ago. Beside the bed and just watching every little movement Robin made or didn't make.
"Well you're half right Robin; you aren't anyone else's you are only mine. And as mine, I can do whatever I please to you and on one can object. Not like there is anyone to object to me anymore, there is no one left in this city, now my city, and so there is no one to save you." Slade's hand slowly rose to touch Robin and the boy's eyes widened.
Robin quickly fell to his side and rolled across the bed and onto his feet. As he touched the floor he jumped off and swung his feet violently, succeeding in his plan as one of his shoes flew off and hit the wall. He wiggled his bare foot free from the ropes and then kicked them to the side as he raced toward the door.
He was suddenly pinned against the door and he gasped as Slade lowered his face to Robin's level. "Very clever Robin, a nice try but you didn't have a chance. What were you going to do now that you made it to the door? You can't very well kick a metal door off its hinges, and you can't turn the doorknob with your tied up hands." Slade criticized. "Clever, but not good enough Robin, you won't get away from me that easily."
"What are you going to do to me?" Robin's voice was low and hid his true frightened self. Slade wrapped an arm around Robin's waist and the boy brought his knee into the man's abs. It didn't affect Slade in the least.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you Robin, but I'm not going to do anything right now really. I'm simply here to keep you entertained before dinner. I hope you decide to join us, we'll be having pizza tonight, Terra's choice." Slade picked Robin up and carried the struggling boy back over to the bed.
Robin plopped down on the bed and immediately brought his knees up to his chest as he brought his hands under and back to being in front of himself. Slade watched in amusement and couldn't help but think of how flexible the boy was. But as he watched Robin sink his teeth into the binding ropes he scowled behind his mask. He leaned over the boy and gripped both of the boy's hands in one of his own as he gripped Robin's chin as well.
"Robin," he whispered threateningly in his ear. "If you don't stop this foolishness right now I will permanently ruin your perfect smile by knocking your teeth out." Robin glared and growled but he released his mouthful. Slade was pleased that the boy was listening to him now. Sure it took a threat to make him comply, but with Robin and him there always had to be a threat.
Slade sat his knees on the bed and looked Robin up and down while he still gripped the boy's chin. He slowly leaned closer into the boy and Robin gulped and pushed at his chest with his bond hands. "Slade, stay back, stay away from me." Robin whimpered as Slade pushed him onto his back.
"Do you know how hard it was for me Robin? How hard I had to contain myself while you were my apprentice, while it was just you and me in my old lair? Every time I saw you in my uniform, in my colors, I couldn't help but feel like I was only kidding myself by dressing you like that; that just because you wore my clothes didn't make you mine really and I wanted to fix that. So many times I had to use all of my self control to keep me from just taking you, from just pinning you underneath myself, threatening your miserable friends' lives to make you comply, and finally take you for myself, mark you and claim you as mine." Slade's eye roamed up and down Robin's lithe body.
Robin's expressive mask was wide with his not-so-hidden fear, his breath was rigid from the same fear, and his chest was pumping up and down faster than any other time in his entire life perhaps. His legs were straight and unmoving and his hands were still futilely pushing at Slade's chest. His mouth was parted with unspoken pleads and Slade licked his lips as he straddled the boy's thin hips.
"But now you are mine, Robin, you truly are this time but not fully, not yet at least. And this time, I'm not going to stay away or hold myself back because this time I don't have to." Slade then moved off of Robin to sit beside the terrified boy instead. "Now then, I want you to change out of that outfit." He got off the bed and Robin sat up as he watched Slade walk to the wardrobe.
Slade opened the top drawer and pulled out something that Robin had hoped that he never would have to see again. His old apprentice uniform, Slade had either kept it or had owned other similar ones. He threw the outfit onto the bed and picked up another item out from the drawer. It was a collar and looked similar to the one that had been strapped onto Beast Boy. It was black and metal but unlike Beast Boy's it had a silver 'S' on it, Slade's emblem.
"Hold still or I might clip your skin." Slade grabbed the back of Robin's head and snapped the collar on. Robin swallowed hard and tugged on it.
"It's tight." He complained as Slade went back to his dresser and opened the next drawer to receive the rest of Robin's outfit; the mask, all of his armor, and his steel toed boots.
"You'll get use to it." Slade lazily sat the items next to Robin's new-old uniform. "It's to prevent you from leaving me, again." Slade replied coldly as he narrowed his eye at Robin. "There's a tracking devise in it and I'm the only one able to remove it just like only Terra can remove Beast Boy's. But besides alerting me of your position at all times, it also allows me to send a slight shock through your body when you disobey me."
Robin scowled as he tugged at the collar again. Slade ignored the boy's thick headedness and undid his bonds. "It's time you change Robin, your bright colors don't fit in here if you haven't noticed."
Robin rubbed his gloved wrists and glared at Slade. Last time when he had to change outfits he had done it at least thinking he had privacy for the fact that Slade had kept in the shadows but now Slade wasn't probably going to leave the room while he stripped. "I'm not going to strip in front of you, you disgusting pervert." Robin spat out as Slade took something out from his pocket.
"Sticks and stone Robin, although I thought you would say something along those lines." Slade held a small control in his hands with a single red button on it and Robin couldn't help but be reminded of the certain trigger that had once held his friends' lives.
Slade pressed the button and Robin flinched as a strange feeling began to run throughout him. The small feeling suddenly got a lot larger and painful and he screamed and tried to pry the collar off of himself once more. It felt as though he was being given thousands of shots all at the same time although the needles were going through his skin and into his bones and muscles as well.
Slade watched as Robin rolled around in agony on the bed for a while and then pressed the button again. Robin panted as the feeling left him and he sat up again. Snarling, he pointed an accusing finger at Slade. "That's your idea of a 'slight shock'? I thought I was being electrocuted or something!" Robin shouted.
"If you obey me then I won't have to do it again." Slade threatened as he lightly ran his thumb over the button again. "Now then, strip."
Robin growled and remained motionless. Slade glared, but inwardly sighed, and pressed the button, once again sending a jolt of electricity throughout the small boy's body. Robin screamed and kicked his legs franticly as he clawed at the collar, the source of his pain. Slade kept the electricity running longer this time until he thought Robin might have learned his lesson and he shut it off.
"Ready yet Robin? Or do you need to be shocked again?" Slade asked as he watched Robin slowly sit up, out of breath and still clinging at the collar. Robin looked up at him and then swallowed his pride as he gulped.
He slipped off his gloves and removed his cape. "Good boy," Slade praised. Robin scowled as his face grew red. He felt utterly humiliated as he lifted his shirt over his head and plopped it onto the bed. "Stop Robin," Slade ordered as he sat next to the boy, pocketed the control, and removed his own gloves.
"What are you doing?" Robin asked. He jumped slightly when Slade placed a warm hand onto his shoulder. He never thought that anything about Slade could be warm.
"Exploring Robin," Slade began to trace Robin's arm up and down. Stopping at every single little mark, scratch, or bruise on Robin's skin as though memorizing Robin's body like a map, Slade continued to prod and feel Robin's upper body. "I want to get to know every single inch of your body." Slade murmured as he stroked Robin's collar bone.
Robin remained still, his hands folded in his lap, burning, as Slade 'explored' him. He felt so small and like some sort of specimen that scientists had newly discovered. Slade moved behind Robin and felt the boy's back up as well. He ran his hands lightly over Robin's sides and the boy jumped up as he laughed slightly.
He turned back around, his face completely red, and stared at Slade, amusement shown through his eye. "Ticklish are you?" Robin's shoulders tensed and Slade patted the spot where he just been sitting to once again sit and allow Slade to continue checking him out. Slade avoided his sides again to Robin's pleasure.
Heavy hands fell on his shoulders once again and he felt himself being pulled back to lie down flatly on his back. No, not flatly on his back, his head was resting in Slade's lap and his face flushed red once again as he looked up at the villain. Slade didn't say anything and began to run his hands over Robin's chest and flat stomach.
Slade rubbed soft circles over Robin's nipples and the boy bit his bottom lip tightly. Whether he was stopping himself from objecting or from moaning Slade wasn't quite sure about. He began to pinch and to his delight Robin's whole body jerked at the sensation. Robin's eyes clenched tightly as Slade twisted slightly.
"Slade?" a knock at the door caused both male's heads to turn. "Hey," it was Terra's voice. "I checked out the entire city and I didn't see any of the other Titan's."
Slade looked down at Robin and couldn't help but smile as the boy frowned. "Excellent job Terra," Slade praised his apprentice.
"Thanks!" She replied happily and ever with the door blocking their sights, Robin and Slade both knew that she was smiling. "Oh I got the pizza but I had to order one of your Sladebots to pick it up from a neighboring city seeing as all the pizza places in Jump are kind of out of business and all."
"That's fine Terra, Robin and I will be out soon to eat. Go ahead and grab Beast Boy from your room." Slade rolled his eye. He really didn't care where the pizza came from since he wasn't going to have a piece anyway.
"Okay." Slade and Robin both listened as her steps drew away. Slade sighed and ran his hands up Robin's stomach one last time before he sat the boy up again.
"Hurry and get dressed now. We'll have to continue this later." Slade sat cross legged as he watched Robin hurriedly pull his shirt on. Robin undid his shoes and belt. He stood up, once more blushing madly as he looked at Slade, and pulled off his pants. He was thankful that he wore boxers, thick black boxers that had no holes whatsoever in them. He quickly pulled on his new pants and then sat down again, back to Slade, as he began to strap the metal guards on.
Clicking the belt into place and lastly, as well as carefully, he switched his mask. Robin stood once more and looked at Slade, awaiting some sort of approval of the outfit or an order of what he was to do next. Slade nodded and slipped off the bed. He gathered up Robin's clothes and carefully placed them into his wardrobe.
"Alright Robin, time for dinner, and afterwards we'll have dessert." Slade licked his lips behind his mask as Robin shuddered. Robin silently envied Beast Boy, there was no way Terra was going to treat Beast Boy the way Slade was treating him…