Hey guys! Sorry about not being able to update some of my stories. I'm working on them, but I can't completely manage long chapters right now. But - I don't want to not post anything, so here we are.

These are one shots and songfics mainly based on the Boy Wonder. Seriously - what did you expect, coming from me? I list fangirling over Robin as a hobby.

Anyhoo, I've wanted to do some of these for a while, because I've found a freaking ton of songs that fit Robin's personality, story, etc.

This first one is kind of a no-brainer.

I mean, Jesse McCartney sings this one.

Duh.

Ok, on with the story! I love you all-

Robin: WAIT!

Me: WHAT IS IT NOW?!

Robin: Aren't you forgetting something? Somebody's obviously not feeling the aster.

Me: Oh yeah. *huffs* I don't own anything. Bite me! Happy now?

Robin: I'm whelmed.

Me: Finally.

BTW, its a REALLY good idea to look up this song and listen to it while you read. Have I ever led you guys wrong? NOOO...

I'll Try

Robin could see his own breath fan out in a mist in front of him as he ran. He had to get out. Had to escape from all the pity and the sympathy and the remorse he could to easily read in the gazes of his teammates. It had always been bad, but now that it was the night,it was so much worse. The night the Boy Wonder was proclaimed as an orphan.

He wasn't a kid anymore. He was sick and tired of hearing the voices in his head, repeating themselves over and over again. 'You do have the most experience, but perhaps that is exactly what has left you unprepared.' 'Dude, you're a thirteen year old kid, who ducked out on us without a word.'

That was before they had known. God, why had he told them? He shouldn't have. Now they treated him differently. Looked at him differently. He knew too late that it was a bad idea to confide his secrets in them. And now he had to deal with the consequences.

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Can't they see that he's just as good as them? It was over now, anyway. He couldn't bear to act like it was nothing. So there he was, flying over the rooftops. Doing his best to get as far away from the mountain as possible. But at least now he had an idea of where he was going.

He could take care of himself. Even as he struggled to keep the tears back, he knew that he had to leave. Go solo. He was sure Batman would understand. Being in a team was a bad idea from the start. Maybe Roy had been right all along. Maybe this 'Junior Justice League' was a joke.

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He'd always be different. M'gann had her uncle. Wally had his, plus both of his parents. Kaldur had his king, of course. Robin didn't know what he had back in Atlantis. He would guess he had some sort of family. Artemis had her mother, and her father. He might be evil, but at least he was alive. Even Connor had Superman. He wasn't much, but they shared a resemblance. And they did have a bond, even though the Man of Steel wouldn't admit it aloud.

Batman? Yeah, Batman was his father. No blood relation. No resemblance, besides the somewhat similar thick raven hair. But he was.

That's true, but the Dark Knight was also many other things. A millionaire, a businessman, a playboy, and a cold, heartless vigilant that locked out his emotions to keep himself from getting hurt and to keep his enemies terrified.

It wasn't the same for obvious reasons.

He tried to tell himself that he didn't feel the shining liquid rolling down his cheeks.

Robin could see darkness blur his vision as rage took over through the tears.

He knew he had to leave. They didn't see the Robin they did before. He couldn't do anything without being protected and sheltered by his 'friends'.

He was seen now as a fragile, broken child with no skill,

no strength,

and no parents.

He knew he couldn't stay. So that's why he made the decision. He was still alive. The man that took everything from him was still breathing.

For now.

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He'd strived for years to be as good. Since he was eight, since it happened, he'd wanted to be as good. He was the only human, along with Artemis. But even she had her bow, her arrows. Archery was her element. Without his shiny little explosives, what did Robin have?

He knew. He was a second-class acrobat with his dead parents' shoes to fill. What kind of legacy is that?

His throat is cold from the freezing night air. He's long past lost feeling in his fingers and toes.

But despite all this, he kept running. He whipped out a grappling gun and jumped off the roof. He raised his arm, shooting it towards the next one and letting his body glide with the agility that he was blind to. The cold wind whipped through his hair, his body almost lost in the shadows of the city. The Boy Wonder was so caught up in his emotions, his anger, his determination, that he failed to notice shadows silently following him.

One was speeding down on the streets below.

One was running next to him, surprisingly quiet for his size.

A third was flying higher above.

The next was latched onto the third, terrified but no where near to admitting it.

The last was on a cycle beside the others, the sound of wheels racing along the cement lost in so many others.

No, Robin did not notice any of this. His anger made his movements more rugged and sharp as he twisted through the air.

He knew he was here. He'd heard the rumors, and he knew that he was close. Just turn...here. Robin had already pinpointed his location before he left, suspecting that the he would do something like this.

Tony Zucco was a dead man.

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Robin swung in from the rooftops, kicking open the door with both feet.

And oh, God, there he was. Sitting in a desk chair, looking right at him.

"Hello, Robin."

The words cut through him like a knife.

"Zucco."

He was surprised at how calm his voice was, only just hinting at the rage and coldness he felt.

The man stood, rubbing his hands together. "I was planning on you coming tonight, my boy. You're quite predictable."

Robin ground his teeth, taking a step forward.

And again - he didn't notice. Batman would not be pleased.

The entire team had also arrived, albeit at a safe distance to not be heard.

Wally looked at his best friend with wide eyes, barely able to hold himself back from swooping in to prevent what he knew would happen. Superboy was clenching his fists in anger, wanted to beat the snot out of this 'Zucco' for causing the bird so much anguish. Artemis had an arrow already notched, taking aim. Just in case. M'gann had one hand at her forehead, her fingers pressed to her temple. Her eyes were not glowing, but they would be in a moments notice. Aqualad alone seemed to be perfectly at ease, a calm expression on his face. Stand down, my friends. His voice echoed through the mind link, thanks to M'gann. He will do the right thing. I am sure of it.

Tony Zucco smirked. "Oh don't give me that face, little boy. Don't want to disappoint your parents, now would we?"

Ok, now that was the last straw.

Robin lunged at the man, bringing his fist back. It was expected, and Zucco leaped out of the chair and to the side at the same moment. He reached out swiftly, grabbing the Boy Wonder's wrist and twisted it painfully behind his back. Robin cried out in surprise, then stifled it with a hiss of anger.

Zucco leaned in close. "What did it feel like, Boy Wonder? Did you hear the way their bones shattered? Did you see the blood splatter across the floor? I did."

Robin couldn't hold back the tears now.

"Don't- Don't you DARE!"

He ducked under the older man's arm, taking hold of it and using it to fling the him across the room. The team, still watching from the shadows, either had frightened looks on their faces or were closing their eyes altogether.

"HOW COULD YOU!" Robin was shrieking, taking a step forward to where the man was lying on the floor, struggling to get up. "HOW COULD YOU TAKE THEM AWAY, JUST LIKE THAT! JUST A CHILD! That's all I was!" His voice cracked at the end, and he hated himself for it.

Zucco stood, finally. "Correction," he said. The nerve. "You still are a child, my boy. That hasn't changed."

No words. No more words.

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Robin flew at his enemy, his cape flying behind him like wings. A snarl had made its way to his delicate features, masked eyes burning with a fury that could be felt through the fabric.

At the last second - right before the collided with the man - he leaped in the air, twisting so that his feet were pointed towards the roof and his nose to the ground. His body curved, his arms held outwards at his sides. As if he were still a performer. As if his mother was about to catch him.

He brought one foot forward slightly, but Zucco couldn't have had any time to react. With a sickening CRACK!, a steel enforced boot connected with his jaw, sending him flying backwards.

M'gann couldn't control the gasp that escaped her lips, despite her hands that flew up to clamp over her mouth a second later. Robin did detect that, with the slight shift of his ears and twitch of his head. He knew they were there. He was just beyond caring.

Instead of turning to them, he walked silently up to Zucco. In sheer desperation, the older man reached one hand into a pocket inside his jacket, taking out a handgun. The other was cradling his now-broken jaw.

Robin was instantly on high-alert, jerking forward before he had a chance to pull the trigger and ripping it from his hand.

The boy eyed it carefully, battling something deep within himself.

Without a word, or so much as a sound, he raised it and point it at the head of his parent's murderer.

"No!"

Robin knew who it was, no need to turn around and look.

Wally bolted through the door, uncaring of his team's protests that...weren't there. The rest followed him, coming at a stop a couple yards away from the Boy Wonder.

"Rob. Come on, man, put down the gun." The speedster stepped forward, his brow creased in worry. He reached out to put a hand on the other boy's shoulder, but a voice stopped him.

"Don't touch me, Wally. Or I'll shoot." Robin, to show the seriousness of the situation (as if they didn't already know), clicked off the gun's safety. His hands were steady, showing no sign of the emotion boiling inside of him.

Throughout this, Zucco's face showed no expression, but his eyes were shining with fear.

Maybe that's what caught Robin off guard.

This man was afraid of him. This murderer was afraid of him. Robin was pointing a gun at another man's head. Threatening to kill him.

He took a step back, and the gun fell from his hand, clattering against the cold, unforgiving granite floor.

"Oh- oh, God."

Robin could feel the tears prick at his eyes again as he took another stumbling step backwards. It was Artemis that came up to take his hand - the hand he had almost used to take a life.

"Its alright, Robin. We're here."

He ripped his hand from her grasp, startling them all. "No. You can't protect me anymore. I can take care of myself."

He growled out the last word, sending a glare at Zucco that made him flinch.

"We are aware of that, Robin." Kaldur stepped up, placing himself firmly next to the smaller boy. "I am sure that many of us cannot fathom what you have endured. But we aren't treating you differently because we do not believe you are capable, my friend."

Robin turned his head to look at his teammate, confusion spreading across his tear-stained face.

"We're worried about you because we are you're family, Rob. That's how it is." Kidflash was there again, and his statement was followed up with nods from both Superboy and M'gann, who had also moved closer.

"We're worried about you because we love you." The red-head cracked a small smile. "Get used to it, bro."

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Robin saw them. Really saw them, for the first time. Throw teammates out the window - these people, these painfully wonderful people, were his family. It may not be the real thing, but it was a close second. These were people that loved him from the inside out, ignoring the darkness inside of him and instead focusing on the light.

And he realized then that he loved them, too.

Robin glanced back at Zucco.

The man that took everything he had. The man that looked at an orphan boy and laughed, not knowing sorrow or regret.

Until now. Now he regretted his evil, because it had come so close to costing him his life.

And then the Boy Wonder made another decision.

"I forgive you."

The whisper was barely heard, but the reaction was instantaneous. Zucco's expression ranged from confusion, to disbelief, to incredulity.

"Robin?" M'gann widened her eyes.

"I forgive you," he went on, his voice gaining strength, "for killing my family, because without you, I wouldn't have all that I do now. And, by the way, I know they would have been proud."

With that, Robin turned his back on the criminal that had haunted his nightmares for eight years exactly. He retook Artemis' hand and led them all out of the building, his steps unwavering. He was done mourning. He loved his parents, and he always would, but he thought that now it was high time that he let them go.

.

As they made they're way outside, Robin tightened his hand around Artemis' before letting it go.

"Thank you," he said to the group as a whole, not just to anyone in particular. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and looked up with mild surprise to see Superboy, a slight smile on his face. "No problem, Robin. Now let's go home."

"Thank God," Wally commented with a huff. "I'm starving."

Robin couldn't help the cackled that escaped his lips as the rest of the team laughed along.

"Oh please, Baywatch," Artemis said, shoving him. "What else is new."

"Let us go," Kaldur said, smiling. "I feel that we have some catching up to do."

Megan squealed, and the team continued past the streets, finally heading home. Wally sped up, zipping ahead. M'gann grabbed Artemis' arms, taking her high in the air before she could protest. Conner ran after Wally, chuckling. Kaldur started his cycle and, after giving Robin a slight nod, head after him.

Robin - well, Robin flew.

Taking out a grappling gun, he shot it at the nearest rooftop, taking a running start before leaping into the air and letting his body soar with a grace that he knew that he possessed. He shot across the sky, letting a whoop of pure ecstasy escape his lips.

Over Kaldur, Wally, and Conner, who were down below on the streets. Under Artemis and M'gann, who were higher above in the night sky. Robin was in the middle, held in a warm embrace. Right where he belonged - with his family.

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WOW, my hands hurt. That was A LOT longer than I expected. I am a freaking hypocrite. Sue me.

ANYWAY, I hope you guys liked it, because it took me a REALLY LONG TIME. Leave your thoughts in some reviews!

Sorry if that ending sucked, I got major writer's block monsters in my closet.

I love you all!

- Lizzie