No matter what, Robin always smiled.

The team didn't need to know his family were all in a coma (At least, that's what Batman told him.)

He was the youngest, only twelve years old, while the others were all over 15.

His smile was rubbing around the edges now.


Robin could always find something to laugh about in a situation.

The team didn't need to know how scared he was.

His special laugh was unique, none other like it.

Laughter was the only thing keeping the pain away till he was alone.


Robin always cried to himself at night, he could never sleep.

The team didn't need to know their chief hacker was weak.

His tears were never-ending.

The tears left trail marks on his face.


Robin was tired of the pain.

The team had laughed when someone finally bothered to tell him his family was actually dead.

He made sure no-one was home when he stabbed himself.

Did they realise they had broken a child. It was harder to see the line between heroes and villians now.


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