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When Dick woke up, he was back with his mother and his father. It was a nightmare, a terrible awful nightmare he had endured. Smiling wide, he ran to the living room and then froze. The bodies of his mother and his father were skewered through swords, blood soaked the wall and the floors. He heard that mans disgusting voice.

"You're my toy."

Again, he felt himself bolting up right in that same,  dim cellar that he had remembered. The bloodied bowl that housed Anna's remains, still sitting there as a terrible remembrance of what he'd just done.

He ate his dogs flesh. 

The thought made him want to vomit all over again but he stopped himself from the act. He heard the sound of footsteps booming down towards his location, the steel door opened and there was the man who not only killed his best friend, but made him devour her.

"Still sore about your dog? I had warned you, failure to listen results in punishments, but I did forget to mention their...severity. My bad."

Dick sneered at this monster in mans form. How could he have done that? To a dog , to an innocent animal that never wronged him in the slightest. It was inhumane. He was not human. 

Slade spotted the hateful glare from the child, it was to be expected he had supposed. He did pull a dirty trick.

"So, since one animal is no longer in this abode. I think the time calls to get a new one. You, boy will be my personal pet."

Dick felt his eyes widen. 

"You're rather frail, timid and scared... you're my..little.."

The boy felt his skin crawl at the way the man spoke . It was like honey, tainted..poisonous honey.

"Robin"

Slade purred the name. He looked at the boy, clad in his peasent gear. This was not how he wanted a pet of his to be dressed, not in a long shot.

"Come, we will get you washed, dressed and then..."

He said with a sinister smile under his mask.

"You're going to be trained."

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So short one, but I will make them longer.

It's rather hot tonight x.x

My brain is fried.