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Crying funny that by definition 1. To sob or shed tears because of grief, sorrow, or pain; weep
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warning - M! DARK! It you want fluff chapter 10's a good fluffy one ;)
Crying -
"Stop…" He cried weakly as The mercinary flung his thin form to the ruff concret.
"I will never stop. Wherever you go, my little bird, I will follow."
Another kick to the side,
punch to the chin,
blood everywhere.
'I refuse to cry I've gone through to much to give in now.'
A hand grabbed the back of his head,
pulling him to his feet,
he's pinned to the wall he'd been thrown to not seconds before.
Confused,
he struggled,
causing a hand to pull the brightly dressed Titan across the dirt,
dust flying in all directions.
Thrown to a bed towered by an enemy.
He tries to hide the growing fear,
replacing it with anger.
The oldest now stands above,
pinning him down,
nearly crushing the thin body.
Robin, watches as the villian looks down with longing eyes.
He knows what the mask is doing,
knows that look.
The assassain grabs his thin wrist,
hooking a pair of cuffs around both,
onto the posts of the bed.
I struggle pulling at the restraints,
struggling until his wrists bleed.
He had a knife.
'Is he going to kill me?!'
No, he cut the clothe from fair skin,
staring into masked eyes.
He shows no fear,
not willing to give him the satisfaction.
The attacker backed away unbuckling the grey belt.
The panicked bird brought his knees to chest as the other walked forward,
pulling his knees down easily running a hand over his still stomach.
'I won't cry, I refuse to cry.'
Something slippery?
"No Slade! Stop"
He tried to stop it, but it can't be stopped.
He pounds in.
ripping his victim,
screams pleading.
"Please! Please, Slade, stop!"
The man ignores the growing outbursts, shoving in until the Titan began hyperventilating.
"Come now, boy, you have more potential then this."
'I won't cry! I won't cry!'
his minds cries repeated.
The older male, slammed down,
Pleades for mercy piercing both thier ears.
'Don't cry Robin!'
'Where's my mask?'
He took his mask.
He slams deeper now.
piercing soft skin.
He drives deeper,
screams erupt from the already raw throat,
feeding his need.
making him go deeper still.
He sinks down making him scream once more.
'Why?! Why me?!'
'I'm not going too cry...'
he says as his breath shortens,
begging for him to stop.
'It's all too much'
The pressure builds,
a scream.
It seems like a rhythm.
Continuous.
He could feel it,
coiling through his very being,
the warm substance exploding inside the teen's everything.
'Why! Why me!'
Slade pulled out,
looking down on the withered form.
A broken bird.
Soon the oldest provided his toy with a dull white shirt,
slipping it on over his chest.
the acrobat tries to stand,
falling to the ground.
noteing the blood,
no noteing his blood,
covering the ground.
"Why? Why me?"
He asked shakily
"Because, Robin, your such a pretty bird."
He was left,
forced to walk home,
eventually managing to crawl to his feet after quite some time,
limping from a ripped entry.
Once home, the doorbell was rung,
just having risen from the cave leading from the main land to Titans Tower,
No one answers.
Form going limp next to the door,
blood surrounding him,
Wishing for death to take him soon.
"Robin!"
'Star?'
"Oh my god!"
'Cyborg.'
"What did he do to you?!"
'Raven.'
BB couldn't talk,
Crying instead.
he was soon picked up bridle style,
lead to the infirmary.
'Why? Why me?'
He asked himself,
tears still falling from his eyes.
Like it I kinda did it in bettween chapters but give me some feed back.
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