Hello there readers! This is my first story in...eh probably around three years? My New Years resolution is to write more, so hopefully there will be an update at least every week.

Just a warning, these first few chapters probably won't be all that interesting...but hang with me! I promise it will get better...at least I hope it will, it's all in the eye of the beholder I guess :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans

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A final jump back kick and a well placed punch was all it took to send Slade falling to his knees in defeat. Yes, you heard right.

The Titans had finally triumphed over the malicious villain, and yet no one was rejoicing, Robin wore no smug expression, no cries of victory were proclaimed, and no sweat had even begun to form on any of their brows. Hell, Slade hadn't even made any petty jabs at any of them during the fight.

Something was wrong, it was a fact all of them knew.

The past two weeks had been filled with countless battles, none of which had lasted over six minutes. Slade had created a new low record: a minute and four seconds. Jump's villains were getting weaker as the hours passed and each victory brought a new wave of anxiety creeping over the Titans.

When Control Freak had attacked them last week, the young heroes had defeated him in less, if not the same, amount of time as they usually did, which normally meant around five minutes. It seemed as if their worst enemies were becoming the easiest to take down. The thought that Slade had sunk lower than Control Freak...The Boy Wonder shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts to make sense of it all.

Robin stared down at Slade's cowering figure. His nemesis, shivering at his feet. It wasn't...normal. Every battle had been too easily won, conflicts were supposed to last, to reoccur even. The abruptness of the recent encounters was unnerving, but this was Slade. This was the man who had haunted him for years, the man who had caused him many sleepless and restless nights. This was the man he had only dreamed of defeating, the one who occupied his obsessions. It should not have taken a minute to beat him.

Police sirens echoed in the distance announcing the fall of yet another villain. Slade's body writhed in pain with each noise made by the approaching vehicles, a terrifying sight in Robin's eyes. It was strange that even at his enemies weakest, the Boy Wonder could still feel so uneasy and fearful towards the masked man.

Maybe...maybe this was all in his head. Maybe he was imagining the sudden change. Maybe, he had actually gotten the upper hand against his enemy just this once. He sighed. He knew that wasn't the case. As the authorities pulled up Robin debated whether this sudden lack of strength all of their enemies seemed to have, or the "weakness disease" as Beast Boy called it since it apparently rhymed, could be a good thing. It was, after all, making the Titans job a lot easier...but something told him otherwise. Something told him that things were about to get much worse.

The uniformed men ushered Slade into the secure vehicles which Cyborg had assisted in improving. Robin wondered if they could tell something was up, or if if they could at least sense the dread all of the Titans felt.

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Behind him, Beast Boy sat on the pavement watching Cyborg do some technology related thing that made absolutely no sense to him. At least with Raven he knew she was meditating and how she did it, which meant repeating her mantra over and over again, but Cyborg? The youngest Titan really did try to understand his best friend, but he doubted he would ever grasp anything related to mechanics.

He was trying his best to keep his mind off of the fight that had just taken place and trying even harder to avert his eyes from his leader, fearful that the masked hero would start shouting orders at them. The green teen felt that if they accidentally made eye contact, Robin would start telling them that they hadn't really defeated Slade, but rather captured one of his look alike bots and now it was going to explode and destroy the whole city and then the real Slade would-"

"Beast Boy!" An irritated voice in his head intruded his panicking.

"Dude! Raven don't do that! You know I hate it when you get into my head like that!" He said aloud.

"Well maybe if you stopped stressing out so much I would actually be able to concentrate on meditating." She hissed, "it's bad enough that I have to put up with Robin worrying over there, I don't need your emotions getting mixed up with mine too!"

"Why are you even meditating out here? We just finished a fight!" He shot back.

"I-" she groaned and pulled her cloak above her head, "just forget about it."

He gave her an inquisitive look before letting his mind wander again.

He couldn't help it. Robin's obsession with Slade had gotten out of hand more then once, was it wrong for him to worry about it happening again?

A shadow flew above him, making its way over to Robin. Beast Boy could only stare up in wonder at the brave alien. She had way too much courage in the guy, he thought. Even after Robin had lashed out at her, she still remained loyal and trustworthy to him. She never ceased to amaze, did she? He smirked, nothing was expected less of a princess.

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Tanned legs eased themselves down next to the Titan's pensive leader.

Robins eyes remained glued to the flashing lights fading into the night as a soft voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Robin?"

He turned, meeting the eyes of his best friend. They held the worry that was evident in her tone of voice, whether it was worry for him or worry for what was to come he wasn't sure. What he did know, however, was that she understood how stressed he felt even behind his masked eyes.

The pretty Tameranean's face was normally radiant with incessant happiness, but even her optimism couldn't stop her from feeling powerless against the hidden threat. Wordlessly, she took Robin's hand in her own and carried him into the azure sky, both contemplating the future as the rest of the Titans made their way home.