Robin made his way through the Tower. He could feel the eyes, and could feel the frowns.
So what if he had become a villian for a short time, twice.
Once as Red X.
Once as Slade's Apprentice.
They knew he was sorry, or at least they though he was. In reality though, the darkness was comforting and it was there, unlike his teammates, who could never understand. Even Raven, who he knew had looked at his mind, didn't know the depth. The darkness had.
The Darkness... He thought, Not a bad name.
He could feel the darkness surrounding him, engulfing him, pulling him into the deep abyss.
And I accept that.
Someone rammed into him at top speed, jarring him from his thoughts.
"Friend Robin! Do you not hear the alarms?" She practically screamed.
It was then that he realized that there was an alarm blaring throughout the tower.
"Sorry Star. I was... distracted." He said, quietly.
Starfire's alien ears picked up on the quiet voice, and the same disappointed, worried look appeared behind her falsely cheery green eyes.
"Robin... Let's go!" She ran off, her feet barely touching the floor.
By the time they reached the control room, they others were already there.
Cyborg looked at them gravely, "It's Slade."
They all waited for a reaction. Somewhere inside him, Robin felt a small spark of hatred appear, but he quickly squashed it. Better for no emotions.
"So?" Robin said flatly.
"We were thinking, maybe, you should stay here." Cyborg continued slowly.
Something sparked again... Was that anger? He wasn't sure anymore. He said what first came to his mind.
"Alright."
"Alright?" They coroused.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. I'm gonna go to the training room or something." And he left, once again brooding in his own thoughts.
They all watched him go.
"Has anyone else noticed that Robin is acting like Raven?" BB asked.
Raven hit him with a dark energy fist for that.
Robin stood in the training room, pounding on a punching bag.
He didn't even notice.
Suddenly, the bag lay in multiple pieces on the ground, and he was walking back through the halls.
Robin's inner demons raged across his mind, soul, and face.
One side said that the Darkness was fine, that it cared for him.
The other was much quieter, and told him that his other side was wrong, that his friends cared more.
What friends?
His nicer side didn't have an answer to this.
He needed out.
Going to his room, he pulled out the box from his closet, and opened it.
Casual clothes from his old life. From the one as the Boy Wonder.
He found an old gray hoodie, some dirty jeans, a black shirt, and some nearly falling apart sneakers. He changed, removed his mask and coustume, and left, leaving his communicator behind.
No one even noticed him.
A dark glint appeared in his eye.
Finally.
No one even saw.