When Love Is Turned Into A Weapon, Book 2. Conjuring Evil

Chapter Three: Kin's Agony

"What the hell do you want with me." Nightwing bleated. He was bound by rope tightly wrapped around his feet and wrists, unable to move.

"What is with you people in this land. No matter how many times or how nicely you ask, villains never reveal their plans. I'm sure you have some here, don't you?" The demon complains.

Nightwing didn't respond to his question, instead he replied with a glare.

"Ahhh, so there are more villains in your land. And I am guessing they're the ones responsible for creating the bridges." He sighed. "More people to thank. Oh well, I'll have my fun with them another time."

As Rumpelstiltskin talks blabs on, Nightwing tries to fidget with his gear built into his uniform. He attempts to trigger a blade that he can use to cut the rope binding his hands together. Rumpel was facing away from Nightwing so it was a perfect opportunity for him to try and escape.

"I actually took a good look around your land, and people here. Things are very different. The people are very... pedestrian, very average, very normal. Like you for example." He continues talking.

Nightwing finally manages to operate the blade installed the glove part of his uniform. He cautiously begins to cut the rope binding his hands.

"Where I am from, magic was something to be feared and it's a tool used to achieve power, since only a handful have the ability to wield it in this land, I think I will strive here, you should understand, you witnessed some of my abilities first hand, right...?" He turns to question his captive but only to find the remains of torn rope. "Uhhggg, that little..."

Dick ran quietly away from the room from where he was tied up, down lengthy stairs seemed like the only way out, so he followed them down.

"You think running away from me will... I don't know... work?" The demon appeared beside him.

Nightwing panicked and threw quickly punches at him, but obviously the sorcerer manages to evade his attacks.

"Okay that's enough." he waved his hand freezing Nightwing in place. "I can't have you wasting your energy like that."

"Let me go, you monster!"

Rumpelstiltskin examines Nightwings armor, Rumpel soon pieces together how he managed to escape. "Hmmmm, how about a change of clothes." He conjures a cloud of smoke surrounding Nightwing which soon loom away revealing Dick in ordinary clothing. The change in uniform removes Nightwing's masks thus revealing his bright blue eyes. The demon looks closely at Dick's eyes, it was the first time he saw them. "Interesting..."

"What's so interesting..." Dick spits out with disgust.

"You were cursed" Rumpel sang. "Weren't you?"

"How... How do you know?" Dick gasped.

"You're eyes, they're shattered."

"What... they are..."

"Not literally." Rumpel shakes his head.

"Someone has cursed you and I can see it in your eyes."

"What I'm still cursed?!"

Rumpel sighs at the young man's unawareness of magic. "Dearie, magic doesn't really leave or die, it's will always be there." The demon begins to smile. "And I think it will come in handy."

Rumpelstiltskin waves his hands once more and transports them both into a dark room. Dick once again finds himself tied up, but this time in chains and they seem to lead across the room attached to part of a wall. The room was clearly enchanted by magic, strange glowing objects scattered on the walls and some lay out on the ceiling.