A/N: Yay! Another KF x Robin fanfic! :D Haha. Yeah, this is my Young Justice OTP. I love a wide variety of Young Justice pairings though, but I uber love this one. This is another thing I wrote for the YJ Anon Meme. The second chapter is in progress, and that chapter will have all the delicious slashness in it. ;)

Chapter One

With the exception of one member, all of the Young Justice League resided in the lounging area of the headquarters. M'gann paced about the kitchen, making whatever it was she could think of off the top of her head to keep herself occupied. Wally leaned silently against one of the kitchen counters with a heavyhearted frown on his face as he stared down at the ground. Superboy was sitting on the couch with a somber light shining in his eyes that also reflected the static of the TV that had the words "No Signal" on the corner of the screen. Sitting next to Superboy, Kaldur was leaning forward with one of his arms resting on his legs. He ran a hand over his head in a habit of stress before sighing heavily. This was definitely a dilemma.

Artemis entered the room, and the moment she saw that the state of her comrades hadn't changed from when she walked in the room earlier, she groaned. Bitterly, she broke the silence, "Ugh! Will you guys come off it already? All of this stale air is going to be make sick."

Kaldur and M'gann glanced over at their teammate, but neither of them verbally responded to her. Artemis gave an edgy huff before turning and walking out of the room again. It was about the fifth time she did that, which was proof that she was pacing the headquarters. Giving off an indifferent, bitter exterior or not, it was clear to the rest of the team that she was bothered by the situation as well.

A saddened look of questioning passed over Superboy's face as he looked over at Kaldur, who was staring down at the floor while brushing one of his hands through his thin, buzzed hair. Superboy hesitated for a moment and allowed to the silence to refill the space. However, it wasn't long before he was too curious to ask the question that was in the front of his mind.

"What's a vampire?"

Even Wally raised his attention at the unexpected question. All of this time during the team's mourning, Superboy had been oblivious to why everyone was moping. Having respect for his friends, he kept to himself and followed their lead in emotions, even if he didn't understand it. However, Superboy never liked feeling out of the loop from everyone else. It was a pain to be reminded that he knew a great deal less than those around him did, considering that they've lived above the surface their entire lives. Well, with the exception of Kaldur'ahm, who had lived in Atlantis under the sea, and M'gann, who was from another planet, but even they well knew and understood what was going on. Since she did know some Earth culture, even M'gann knew the just of the situation.

Kaldur looked up and glanced over at the rest of the team in the kitchen. He met all of their gazes before finally turning his towards Superboy. "A vampire," He explained in his usual, even tone of voice, "is a supernatural entity who lives off the blood of living creatures. Those living creatures usually being human. They're known to have sharp fangs to help them achieve their blood lust."

As Superboy continued to listen, Kaldur paused tentatively before slowly adding, "From what I understand, some say they can't go out in sunlight, are allergic to garlic, and have a fear of crucifixes...Until earlier, I've never encountered a vampire before, so I can't say for sure if that's true."

Seeing how the conversation lightly took away from the sorrowful atmosphere, M'gann joined in slowly, "I thought vampires were only part of human entertainment. I didn't know they existed on Earth."

Kaldur gave M'gann a grim smile before quietly admitting, "I thought so too, but it seems the facts say otherwise."

Superboy still looked confused. "They drink blood?" The incredulous frown on his face had frustration undertones. It was clear that not completely understanding the concept was digging under his skin.

Still in the usual, calm voice, Kaldur replied, "Yes. Their bodies are made to where they need blood to live. A vampire without blood is like a human without food or drink."

Superboy's eyes widened for a minute before turning away to stare off. "Human blood...," He mumbled to himself under his breath as things were beginning to make more sense to him now. "Robin...Is he...?" The question was never truly formed as he allowed his mutters to trail off.

Wally stopped leaning against one of the kitchen counters and began to pace around the room. "There has to be some scientific reasoning behind all of this. Poison in the air? Toxic waste?" Pacing the floor, the speedster tried to come up with some explanation why his best friend suddenly became one of these blood craving monsters. Being a lover of science, brainstorming reasons as to how this happened was cooling Wally off a bit. Pacing about was also making him feel a little less edgy. Having super speed, it was only natural for Wally to feel more at ease when he was moving versus standing completely still.

When he came up with a reasonable enough explanation, his head snapped up. Stopping close to the door that Artemis had left through earlier, Wally declared, "A blood disease! Blood poisoning could have caused these odd symptoms."

However, his epiphany didn't seem to be helping. Scientific reasoning was helping, pacing wasn't helping—nothing was helping Wally feel any better! A frustrated growl rumbled in his throat before he slammed the back of his head against the wall after he moved to lean against it. It took all the strength he had not to slide down the side of the wall and curl up in the floor. His best friend had just became a victim of some unknown attacker and his body systems had twisted into something foreign. The Justice League had been running continuous tests on Robin for the past twenty four hours, and there still wasn't any decent news of miraculous recover or being able to figure out who or what caused this.

Wally's eyelids shut tightly over his green eyes. Why did Robin always run into missions? Why couldn't he just stick together with the rest of the team as a unit? Why didn't the rest of the team get the distress call sooner? Why could he have gotten there sooner to help Robin? Another grumble of frustration rattled the speedster. Shifting his weight almost constantly, he wanted to run around the building until his legs melted from the friction. Was he losing his teammate? Was he losing his best friend? Was he losing his...his...? Ugh!

The teen shook his head quickly, trying to block out the negative thoughts that were trying to consume him. He was taking the news the worst, but it was only expected, considering how close him and Robin were. A shaky smile formed on his face as he half laughed, "Great. Just watch. Aids is going to turn everyone into vampires."

The sudden lightened tone took a nose dive into a darker one. He jerked around to lean on the wall while facing it. His arms were stretched out as his palms rested against it. One of his fists slammed against the wall as the redhead began to break down. However, he didn't punch the wall hard enough to leave any damage to the surface. The teen felt way too shaky all over to focus enough power into his weak punch. Distraughtly, Wally exclaimed with edge, "Into coldblooded—heartless—blood sucking freaks!"

The teen felt tears forming in his eyes as his hands balled up into fists. Suddenly, a loud, shattering noise coming from the kitchen snapped Wally out of the powerless state for a second. Broken glass pieces sprayed across the kitchen floor. M'gann accidentally dropped a plate or two as her concentration with telekinesis was shattered. At first, Wally thought it might have been caused by his sudden outburst, but a voice coming from the open entryway beside him told him otherwise.

"Vampire or whatever you wish to call it," There was a sharp clip to the man's words, "Robin is a valued asset to the Young Justice team."

Seeing Batman standing in the doorway made Wally's blood run cold. He froze under the dark man's hooded gaze. Although he wore a mask, Wally could easily feel a glare piercing through him. The hair on the back of the teens neck stood as Batman continued on. "The inhuman changes are no different than M'gann or Kaldur." He paused before adding, "Or Superboy and yourself for that matter."

From a different perspective, even Superboy and Kid Flash were categorized in a different section than "normal", considering the two of them both had superpowers. Robin had been the only one who had been completely normal by society standards. He was completely human and didn't have any kind of superpowers. Well, he use to be human anyway. Wally ducked his head down in embarrassment. He didn't mean to say that like he was isolating Robin off from the rest of the group. It was just...he...Oi.

"All of you need to get your heads in the game. I have a new mission for you." Batman then turned and headed back down the hallway without a further explanation.

Heading towards the main, front room of the building, Batman didn't seem to care in the least that this mission came as short notice. It was like he was treating Robin's condition as a simple bruise or strain. It was almost as if he was blind to the situation at hand, but Wally knew better than to think that. The masked man always knew what he was doing. Maybe it would be better to treat the event like nothing had changed and try to play on the fact that everything was normal.

It probably would be best, but it was just so hard to take in at the moment. Wally didn't mean it like it came out, and he would have thought twice for sure if he knew Batman had been standing there. He probably sounded like a completely ass who was ready to boot Robin right off the team. Ugh. That was the exact opposite of how Wally felt! Wally was surprised the guy didn't just assassinate him right then and there for saying that. Things couldn't get any wor-.

Nearly leaping out of his skin, Wally froze in place for the second time that evening. However, this time felt ten times as worse. As his eyes widened, his heart did a nose dive into oblivion. For every second that it fell, another bitter icicle grew off of his heart. Standing there in the entryway was Robin. Ebony strands of hair fell over the wonder boy's face, and even though the mask that shielded his eyes, Wally could clearly picture the shocked, blue eyes bearing into him with disbelief.

He must have been standing behind Batman, but from the angle Wally was at, he didn't notice Robin until the masked vigilante had turned and walked back down the hallway. If Wally didn't want to curl up and die in a ditch earlier, he definitely wanted to now. Even with the mask on, Wally could feel the kicked puppy atmosphere that erupted from Robin and hung thick enough between them to be gouged with a knife.

Neither of them—nor any of their teammates—said a word. In grim silence, Robin and Wally kept their locked gazed before Robin finally ducked his head and quietly exited the room. Watching as Robin left, Wally still felt frozen in place. He had been unaware he had been holding his breath until his lungs demanded fresh oxygen. At that second, Wally questioned if his heart had stopped beating earlier as well because he could feel it suddenly pound up against his ribcage. It felt as if all of those prickly icicles that smothered his heart had pierced his insides. Flinching from the sharp pain that needled his chest, Wally awoke a bit more from the sudden daze.

A deep frown formed on his face as Wally felt himself tremble slightly under the cruel reality he accidentally got himself into. It was his own fault after all. He had dug his own grave and was being shoved into it. None of the other teammates said anything, but Wally could feel their stares on him. For a moment, he thought M'gann was going to say something, but he guessed Kaldur gave her that look of it's-best-to-just-keep-quiet-right-now.

As a grim aura hung even thicker in the room—suffocating Wally ever so slightly—Wally didn't dare face any of them. This had been one of those rare moments when he felt tied down and slowed. It was as if time itself were hindering his movements as the world held him in place. For a speedster who was use to sprinting at super human speeds, this constricted feeling was more than distressing. It was devastating.

As Wally slowly walked out of the room to get away from everyone at a speed that was even considered sluggish by normal standards, he was sure that being stabbed through the heart would have been less painful. Gradually, he headed to where the main room was to receive the new mission from Batman. He knew that the rest of the team would be behind in here in a moment, but he was subconsciously thankful they weren't crowing him at the moment. Although his mind—like the rest of his body—was malfunctioning and words seemed useless and bland, Wally still strained in thought, 'Robin, I'm so sorry.'

Bahhh! ; o ;
Wally, you have very bad luck.
Stay tune for the next chapter! :D