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When Jericho regained his consciousness, he felt a cold leather tingle on his eyelids- He was blindfolded. His muscles were aching, as he was apparently strapped to a metal board, vertically. He could still move his head, slightly, but his exploration was halted as he heard a maniacal laughter coming near him.

That laughter, the laughter of a true madman… It was familiar to Jericho… As if that laughter was ringing in his head. Jericho froze in horror. Monochrome. The terrible fragmented memories rushed again through his mind. And even though he could not see it, Jericho's skin went pale as a dead body.

He felt cold hands around his head, and as he shuddered, the blindfold was removed. "That's my chance!" Jericho anticipated. And indeed, Monochrome's face confronted him, but his eyes were covered with highly tinted sunglasses that encompassed any trace of possibility for Jericho to possess him.

"Wakey wakey" Monochrome taunted Jericho. "For a minute there I thought you wouldn't wake up, and that wouldn't be any fun, now would it?". Jericho stared straight into Monochromes eyes, or at least the place they were hidden in. Monochrome's face had a crazed shine engraved upon them. Jericho struggled with his bindings, but couldn't budge. "Your friend woke up a little before you, but unfortunately, she is hard to crack" Monochrome stated, with a chuckle. Kole! Jericho franticly wiggled his head until he could see her, to his left, in her crystal form. A frightened look inscribed on her glistening face. Monochrome turned to Jericho. "Now-" he was interrupted by Kole, who changed to her human form "Stop! Please!" she cried. "SHUT UP!" Monochrome shouted, and with a deadly swift motion pulled a small knife from his belt and hurled it straight at Kole, hitting her shoulder. Kole cried with anguish, as blood started dripping through her shirt where the knife was etched in her flesh. She immediately tuned into her crystal form, with the line of blood coagulating and turning to a red imprint on her clear crystal body.

Jericho flamed with anger, as if his soul turned to a roaring lion. He fought with the straps that clenched him, he wanted to shout, to yell from the top of his lungs. But once again, he was paralyzed. Monochrome turned to Jericho. "Well, now that that's taken care of, it's time to teach you, my little friend, a lesson". Monochrome turned his back to Jericho, and lifted something from what seemed to be a rectangular metal plate. He turned again, with a demented look on his face, holding what looked like a large fork with extremely sharp edges and a deep, circular, spoonish body. Jericho gazed in horror at the infernal instrument. He knew exactly what it was for. Jericho's eyes began tearing up as Monochrome barked "This will teach you to stay out of other people's bodies!".

He closed in to Jericho's face, as salty tears covered it, and Jericho could taste his own fear in his mouth. Monochrome pierced the blades into Jericho's eye, and his salty tears turned red, soiled with blood. The pain was agonizing, and Jericho felt every stab, cutting deeper into his sockets. His left eye was completely removed, and through the sheer trauma of what was happening he could see Monochrome placing his eye on the metal plate, his own emerald iris destitute and mucked with blood, looking at him powerlessly. Monochrome repeated the procedure on the right eye with disquieting precision, and Jericho began to lose consciousness, blind.

But in his last shred of awareness he heard a powerful blast and felt a whiff of air, as his fellow Titans stormed into Monochromes lair. Jericho heard Raven shout "You know, kidnapping Titans from Titans Tower when all of us are there isn't really a bright idea" followed by a terrible yell and a girly British voice screaming "OH MY GOD! He gouged his eyes out!" with a final breath of wakefulness, Jericho heard a brewing battle, and then blacked out completely.

-TT-

When he regained consciousness, he was in what felt like a hospital bed, with bandages covering his now empty eye sockets. Jericho straightened up suddenly, only to feel a warm embrace on his hand, and Kole shouting with a broken voice "He's awake!".

A few Titans walked in the room. He could sense someone, but didn't know who. "Jericho, you had quite a traumatic experience, but we took you back to the Tower" He heard Robin's reassuring voice. Jericho gasped for breath, and hysterically put his hands on his eye sockets' bandages. "They're gone" Robin said sadly. "But you're still here" Kole remarked. "And that's what's important". Jericho rested his arms, and then held them up to sign, hoping he didn't mess up the silent words. But what good am I now? I can't do anything! I don't have my power! I can't be a Titan anymore! "It doesn't matter if you have a power or not, you'll always be one of us" He heard Herald's voice. Jericho frowned and put his hands on his face, covering his grim look. Kole patted his shoulder. He heard Raven say "Maybe we should leave him alone for a while, let him digest what happened", and then heard their footsteps as they exited. "That means you too Kole" Robin said, and Kole looked at Robin, then at Jericho, and gave him the softest kiss on the forehead, and walked away. Jericho was left all alone.

Jericho laid his head on the warm pillow, and he began reflecting. Now he is mute and blind. A worthless person, a hopeless case. His powers are gone, he is trapped forever in his caged body, with no means of communication. He has never really longed to be in another body as he did now. What will they think of me? A charity case. His disability no longer invisible. The "Umm"s and "Oh"s will be replaced with "It's okay"s and "Calm down"s. His worst nightmares have now come true. Jericho drowned in self-pity until he fell to sleep, perhaps hoping to never wake.

-TT-

Another dream, in the night he hoped most for a dreamless sleep. He wasn't running this time, but walking, almost strolling on a seashore at twilight hour. And he could see again. He gaped to the distance, to the uncertain sun, half here, half gone. Nothing to fear, nothing chasing after him. Just the warm sand beneath his bare feet.

Then, suddenly, he saw something in the shore- a person standing on top of rock. He couldn't quite make out who it was, so he easily jogged near. When he saw who it was, he fell back on the sand. Monochrome, laughing maniacally. "You can't do anything now, can you?". Jericho couldn't move, but in a second Monochrome's image turned to dust, then formed the image of Robin, which gloated "Maybe we'll check you in a home, we don't have time to deal with cripples". Jericho began crying uncontrollably as Robin shifted to Raven. "Leave him alone. Let him soak in his own sorrows. No hope for him anymore". Jericho stopped struggling with his immobility, and the dust settled. Jericho shouted in his head, and the shout was heard loudly all around him- "No!" he cried helplessly. The sand began taking shape again, and Jericho found Herald looking at him compassionately. "You will always be one of us" he said kindly, and Jericho sniffled. Suddenly he felt his hand gaining power again. He wiped the tears from his face and herald dissipated, and Jericho watched as the sand turned into the small and cheerful image of Kole, that looked at him, smiling, and put out her hand, that apparently clenched something inside.

"Looking for these?" She happily asked, and Jericho gasped with amazement as he saw his two green eyes in her hand, filled with renewed hope. He reached his own hand and took them from Kole, and her image settled and faded away, as Jericho woke up.

-TT-

Jericho felt a tingling in his face, and with a hesitant motion removed his bandages. He was shocked to be staring straight across the room to a mirror. His eyes were back where they were. His head rushed with excitement as he ran from the bed quickly to the common room, where his fellow Titans were, dejected and blue. As soon as they saw his eyes their mouths opened in shock. "Jericho!" Kole rejoiced, "Your eyes are back!" and she squeezed him tightly with the one hand that wasn't in a cast. "But, how?" Robin asked. Jericho smiled, and said nothing. He just enjoyed the carefree silence, for the first time.