Worst Case Scenario

Extrasensory Perceptions

Robin clutched his head as another psychic blast struck him. A few feet away, Rocket stopped convulsing and went limp, which left Psimon to focus all his attention on the Boy Wonder.

Lucky me he thought.

"I heard that" said Psimon, striking Robin with another pulse.

Robin knew he was only a few feet away from his plan that he really needed to not think about...

"What are you hiding? You have some clever scheme to defeat me? That doesn't seem very nice. How about if we talk about you instead? I'm sure you have some wonderful secrets in that brain of yours."

Robin felt Psimon digging around inside his mind, and realized it was time for drastic action. Batman had taught him a technique for shielding his mind. It was simple enough: fill your mind with something easily repeated but completely irrelevant. Like what Bane had done to M'gann on Santa Prisca.

No, shouldn't think about that...

A burst of pain shook him.

"You'll need to put up more resistance than that, Bat-boy" said Psimon in a bored tone, which Robin hoped to soon correct.

He started humming. A tune he'd learned in fifth grade. All the boys had been singing it at one time or another.

I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes...

Over and over, faster and faster.

It could be said that Robin had his own "personal spin" on the technique.

"What childish nonsense is this?" asked Psimon, sending a concentrated strike of brainwaves at him. Robin winced but ignored it.

I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves...

Another spike of pain, but Robin kept at it. Slowly, he was pulling himself back towards that thing he wasn't thinking about...

Everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves...

Psimon struck harder and harder as he became angrier, but he was still trying to limit his attacks' power to avoid knocking Robin out. His mistake.

I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves...

"You think such amateur defenses will stop me?" Psimon asked, though by the sound of his voice the song was clearly getting to him.
And this is how it goes...

At this point, Robin decided to up the ante and started listing off prime numbers.

2,3,5,7,11,13,17,19,23...

While still humming.

"ENOUGH!" roared Psimon, both psychically and physically, striking Robin with a blast powerful enough to flatten him again. "I am the one in control here!"

We'll see about that thought Robin as he resumed his defenses.

But Psimon's attention was no longer focused on the Boy Wonder.

"Let's see how your friend here fairs," said the psychic.

Out of the corner of his eye, Robin saw Rocket start moving. Unnaturally, like a rag doll.

"No!" he shouted. "Leave her alone!"

Rocket screamed.

And with that distraction, Psimon broke through the outer defenses and fully entered Robin's mind.


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