A/N: Ok, so I keep forgetting to save my work on this story, and hopefully this will be the last time I am forced to type it. *Sighs*
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans, if I did this wouldn't be a fanfiction, but reality. *Shivers... Scary thoughts...*
Prologue- Robin POV
I hit the punching bag again and again. I was so stupid! How could they do this to me? I've spent most of my life idolizing them. Thinking they cared… Serves me right for trusting what I was told, for believing in my past. I caught the swinging bag and leaned my head against it remembering the night when everything I thought I knew was proved false…
[Flash Back]
I pulled my bo staff out of my belt and extended it as the dark figure wearing the tattered cape walked closer. The other Titans had been scattered and I didn't know if they were ok or not, and I didn't have time to ponder the thought that they were hurt. I had bigger problems to deal with.
And it seemed as though they were just getting bigger, as the dark figured revealed himself to be none other than "Red X," I growled. "What are you doing here?"
Red through his head back and laughed, "I got an offer that I couldn't refuse kid." With that, my already lager problems grew even larger as Slade stepped out into the open.
This was going to be a long night…
A/N: So I thought you might like to know that I post short chapters. Apologies. Anyway, if your favorite author (we'll pretend that's me) wasn't so forgetful you wouldn't have this problem.
Well that's all so RobinLover101 out. Live long and prosper.
