ROGUE| DICK GRAYSON

xxxix. abaddon

Rowan was tied to a chair. It was a dark room with concrete walls, only one door, and a large double-sided mirror.

She looked around, her heart dropping when she couldn't see Thor. But even with all these nerves, she kept a stoic face.

Rowan's been in this position before. She knows how to act and what to say. 

Conner walked into the interrogation room, closed the door behind him, and sat down opposite her.  Her hands were handcuffed to a little bar on the table so that he could see her hands. The girl could slightly feel a bandage on her stomach from the wound. But, Rowan was sure that he didn't know who she was. The blood and dirt made sure to cover up any distinctive details.

The man rested his arms on the table, leaning forward, "Who are you?" Rowan stayed silent, not revealing anything. Conner sighed in frustration, "Listen, if you just tell us, we'll let you and your friend go." The girl didn't move a single muscle, not showing him anything, "Fine. If you wanna play it like that, we have a friend who can get the truth out of you."

The door opened to reveal M'gann. Rowan couldn't help but feel slightly happy at the sight of the girl. The redhead walked forward and by the side of the table, "I don't want to do this. If you just talk, I don't have to do this." 

The brunette raised an eyebrow, almost like she was egging her on, "Go ahead."

With those words, Rowan watched the Martian place her hands on her temples and her eyes glow green. Rogue defeated multiple Martians during her time on Olympus. She wasn't worried. 

M'gann breathed out and stepped back in confusion, "I-I can't. She's blocking me out."

"How?"

"I don't know." The redhead looked back at the girl who had a bored expression, "How did you do that?" 

Rowan said nothing and kept looking forward.

Thor sat in the room, drumming his fingers against the table where his hands were tied. His dirty blonde hair was untamed and knotty. His blue eyes looked around, bored.

The boy looked up to meet eyes with a man with red hair and a woman with blonde hair. Thor gave them a goofy smile, happy to have some entertainment.

The two adults sat across from the young boy, only the redhead flashing him a smile back.

"What's your name?" The woman asked with a straight face.

"Thor." The duo across from him were slightly surprised at his truthful answer, "Or, as many back on Olympus call me, The God of Thunder."

Their eyes went huge, "Y-you're the god of thunder?"

The boy's happy nature quickly disappeared as he rolled his eyes, "No. I just lie because I think it's fucking funny."

Once again, the duo looked at each other. The man cleared his throat and his eyes went back to the boy, "Well, I'm Wally and this is Artemis." Thor nodded along, "Why are you here on Earth?"

The boy shrugged, "Fuck if I knew. I was in the pit one second and the next I was dusted away to Earth."

"Dusted away?"

"For fuck's sake," Wally couldn't help but smile at his words. If Rowan were here, he knew she would've loved this kid, "I don't know. I was cheering on my friend who was fighting this big ass minotaur and she just stabbed him, but he just like, dusted away which was weird. Then, everyone started to which led people to topple over each other. It was not a pretty sight to see."

Artemis smiled slightly at the boy, "Is your friend the one that came with you?"

"Yea." He paused, "Do you have any snacks? I'm feeling snacky." 

Wally nodded and tossed him a bag of trail mix, which Thor opened and chewed on.

"What's your friend's name?"

Thor hesitated, thinking over the consequences of his next words, "Abaddon."

Before any more could be said, the man who enslaved them walked in, "Abaddon?"

Rowan leaned back in her chair, looking straight into the double-sided mirror. She could slightly see her reflection and the girl grimaced at the sight. 

Her hair was tangled and greasy. It easily went down to the middle of her back, slightly uneven as Thor was the one to cut her hair with a dagger. You couldn't see her eyebags as dirt clung to her face like a second skin. Blood was under her nose and on her forehead, probably from the earlier fights. And her eyes. Oh, her eyes.

Rowan remembered when she used to have different-colored eyes. One was green and the other was a bright blue. She remembered how much she loved them, Rowan thought it made her look cool. Now? Well, now her eyes were a bright amber.

Kaldur gracefully walked in, smiling at the girl. Rowan always felt safe with the boy, but now after four years; things change.

"I've heard you come from Olympus." It was more of a statement than a question. Once he realized she wasn't going to speak, he continued, "We can sit here in silence, if you would like. As, I too, am fluent in silence."

Rowan couldn't help the slight smile that overtook her lips. She hasn't heard such gentleness in so long. Every day in Olympus, you never had silence. There was always screaming, doesn't matter the time of day. 

After a couple of minutes, the door opened once more to reveal Conner again. It wasn't the sound that caught her attention, it was his soft eyes that he used as he looked at her. And, at that moment, Rowan realized that he knew who she was.

Superboy slowly walked forward and there was such tenderness in his voice that it caught her off guard, "Row?"

Kaldur furrowed his eyebrows, "She cannot be Rowan, Superboy. They don't look alike."

The boy quickly shook his head, "I know it's you. How-how did you escape?"

Rowan sighed as she finally comprehended she's been caught. She was going to make Thor pay later, "I don't know." Kaldur looked back at her with a shocked face, "I have my suspects though."

"Did you know it was me when we first saw each other?"

"Yes," Rowan didn't dare hesitate as she answered.

Superboy slowly took in the information, "You-you tried to kill me." The girl nodded, "Why?"

The brunette leaned on her forearms that rested on the table, "It's been four years. Earth doesn't matter to me anymore."

"Two." Her eyes snapped to the Atlantian, "It's only been two years on Earth. Every year on our planet is two years on Olympus."

Superboy didn't take his eyes off the girl, "What happened to you there?"

That was a loaded question with multiple different answers. The real question should've been, 'What didn't happen there?' 

Aqualad shook his head and stood up, "We shouldn't ask her any questions. Rowan and the boy should clean up and sleep."

The boy reluctantly nodded, "Alright."