Origins: A Slave no longer

In a deep sleep that had silenced the very feelings of his mind, relaxed him of any pain that he might sooner to be feeling; pain often the first of things to be visited upon him by the cruel runners of his thorough torture had been a testament of his rough treatment. Survival was simply embedded into his very core. He remembered the words of his parent as the only thing that had kept him going strong, his mother Seyuila speaking gently to her child before he never saw her again.

"Don't ever let despair grasp you Moonfire, please keep this promise for me son." She said it softly and had made it a gentle plea to him, holding that only thing to him while he was still in her arms; she wanted her boy to take care in the difficult life ahead of him. That of which she had no ability to help him with, given her weak position as a mere object of affection to be used by his father at the time, it was a heavy loss to her. She had been allowed but a few years with her child and was offered death; unknown to her son since she seemed to calm and reserved despite it.

Her message to him on his mind even now as he was tracing his fingers against his own hair in light, his sigh rose from his lips as he realized where he was again; not in his mother's care anymore. He was little more than 'Captive 43567844' a number that signified when he was processed and also what every piece of scum would call him 'captive' or '435' the first three numbers; as if he were a mere piece of meat. Though that would change…he'd been back building his energy and conserving his strength, the fools knew nothing of his other heritage and that was their downfall.

"So 435, today it's your turn to work in the boiler room, hurry up and get to work!" a whip crashed against his back, causing him minor damage; he thanked the heavens for his people's stamina and stability, it did make him much harder to cause harm to. The damage was less intensive on his skin, it had surely left Moonfire's courage unwavering; leaving him still willing to stand up against his oppressors and to attempt escape a second time. Today was that day that he'd finally manage to escape and to get away from the corrupt world, he was close…close enough to life that he could sense that were near to him.

As he rose from his thoughts of consciousness, he had found himself already on the exposed bridge, which scarcely held air to keep rebellion at a minimum. Due to the thin air, it also made the slavers less able to think despite being able to function where they did. As he took his seat on the side of the large mast-like structure, he placed his hands on the alloy metal and had started to force it into a full turn, it was simply his duty as one of four that had the physical strength to move such a massive object and not tire shortly after completing the twist.

Time passed quickly as often it did, you were a drone in motion not showing very much care for the work and only getting it done since that was the rhythm the slavers had set as the working pace. Moonfire gave a little yawn as he finished twisted the second of the masts into place and seemed to just yawn during the boring repeated motions that took would continue for the next few hours…the time was now!

"Grahh!" the cry of one slaver being stricken by the powerful bolt of energy that had projected from Moonfire's right hand, sent the monstrous form careening towards the deck from the mast's side. Moonfire's mind had focused on his escape, he leapt into the air and had launched one strangely glittering sparkling starbolt at the energy chain tying him to the ship and much to the surprise of his captors; it dispersed with ease. He was off then, turning back and firing powerful starbolt beams from his eyes, ripping a hole in the side of the ship; all that stored energy being released in his anger. He took care not to destroy the ship, there were valuable lives of the slaves on the ship, he looked to the nearby planets; there were some habitable ones and likely they'd make it.

It was time to go and not look back, without holding back any of his reserved strength, he gripped the slave collar and tore it from his neck violently; snapping it in two and leaving it to drift in space. He turned to the lights of the nearby system that he was sure inhabited life, turning his body through the air, he flew away from the ship at amazing speed, and he disappeared into the open cosmos with no fear for once.

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The thoughts flew through his head as he continued on his pace, it had been around 4 days since his escape and he'd had to stop and go to the planets surrounding for food and water, he thanked the heavens for his people's resilience, what mysterious second breed he had been were able to survive without water and food for days and show no signs of need. Even more so than the Tamaranean physiology that made him able to handle the harshness of space, his mysterious blood made him even further resilient to lack of food, water, and even allowing him to hold reserves of ultraviolet rays for flight and defense. Not many could even begin to guess what his other people were and he left it better that way, leaving it down to whom he might later learn to trust to tell them; if ever such a day came.

His travels had finally brought him to that place, the place of myth and legend for many, as it was simply too far along on the way; it was nothing that he was able to evenly identify with but he could see that he would be able to hide with the people of earth, or so he was hopeful to find out, without any further mental questions he flew himself towards the Earth and descended into the atmosphere slowly, having been without food for so long it was wearing him down; his descent into a new world for him.

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A few weeks later, the transition to the light gravity of the world was weird for Moon, he was used to the heavy feeling of near Jovian force in gravity and this world was so gentle. He found the language easy to assimilate after coming into contact with one human in the woods, the language was called English and it had a lot of probabilities to it, though it was nothing that he found a problem with. He found the planet to his liking and the food in the forest very editable by its nature.

"These things called trees are delicious, I am careful so not to harm the plant too badly; but it is wonderful to taste." He commented to himself, nibbling on a few maple leaves, the twigs themselves were gathered from numerous trees. He found the people to be rather intelligent but very biased in several meetings; while he should have been more savage by his nature, he found his intellect was well prepared for the situation of meeting the people.

He did indeed take care not to push himself too far however, he hadn't left the woods and gone into what was called a city on the Earth. He learned the technology as a whole was lacking and behind their norm that he'd seen, they as a people were weak and flimsy; so controlling his strength was part of the main need. But it could be dealt with he was sure, there wasn't too many things that were out of this world as far as he had imagined. There were heroes and they were to be his next main goal; it was time to become established in this strange world. His life could be here and he really enjoyed that feeling, he slept without worry and had actually been able to calm himself here. There was very little threat on the planet Earth or so he was left to think.

"I'll deal with all of this…tomorrow." He said with a little yawn, lying back against the maple tree trunk with one finger trailing back through his blue hair; life might not be bad here.

But little for Moonfire to know, despite his intelligence and adaptation skills being high; trusting Earthlings was a whole different story. A new chapter unwraps for the young hybrid Tamaranean whose life was just unfolding before him.

(End Chapter)

Little you know about him so far, Moonfire is a special character that I created for Teen Titans. I haven't fully decided the pairing for this yet o.o, if you have suggestions (that you'd like that being) please just send me some in my message box and such.

Well, till next chapter, I bid you adieu.

-Quentix