This fic if based (loosely in parts and heavily in others) on the song "Everything Goes Black," By, Skillet. I was really depressed yesterday, and I happened to be listening to the song on repeat, and this is how I cleared my head and settled my emotions.

I suggest listening to said song while reading (you may have to hit repeat a few times, it's a two part fic!), to get the full experience of emotion necessary.

And you must be warned now, that this is a TWOSHOT meaning if you can't handle INTENSE FEELS you should probably turn back right now!

For those willing to stay...I apologize in advance for the tears you are going to shed.

Everything Goes Black.

Artemis was on her knees, sobbing against Flash's chest. Tears had begun slipping down the speedster's cheeks as well, and he was having a hard time keeping himself together. Zatanna and M'gann had joined the small huddle, wrapping their arms around the two and each other. No one had a dry eye, no one could breath. No one that is, except for the frozen eighteen-year-old standing with his back to the rest of the group.

Nightwing stared at the spot his best friend had once been, blinking and rubbing his eyes as if expecting to wake up from sort of horrible nightmare, or be pulled from yet another training exercise gone wrong. This wasn't real, there was no way. Any second now that jerk redhead would pop out of nowhere, laughing like an idiot about how gullible his teammates were and then argue with the younger male for at least thirty minutes while he was reprimanded for his stupidity. That was going to happen, any second now. It had to. Wally couldn't just be gone. He was Wally. If he was gone that would mean Dick would have to be gone as well, because they promised not to leave the other alone, and so far he was still standing in the same place very much alive. So that meant Wally was coming back, because the speedster never went back on his promises.

"Nightwing?"

The voice was Kaldur's, Dick knew that for sure. He could hear the Atlantian's footsteps coming toward him, before stopping at his side. The feeling of eyes on him was not missed, but he chose not to address them.

"Wing, hey."

Roy's voice was soft as he appeared next to Kaldur. Dick felt a bitterness bubbling in his stomach; Roy still had his best friend.

"Dick, please, speak to us," Kaldur pleaded, as if speaking to a small child.

"C'mon, kid, say something," Roy put in, his voice a bit more distressed. "Anything, Dick, just say whatever comes to mind."

Dick did exactly that.

"I want you to shoot me."

Roy blinked, surprised at the younger male's seriousness. "You're not joking," it wasn't a question.

"I'm not joking."

"Dick, I'm not going to shoot you!" Roy said, almost angrily. "Why would you even say that?"

Kaldur set a hand on the younger's shoulder, "Dick, please, do not speak that way," he said, gently. "We all know that W-,"

"Don't!" Nightwing snapped, drawing attention from the other Leaguers. "Don't…don't say his name. Just…don't."

"Dick, it's ok to be upset," Roy told him, with the sternness of a concerned parent. "If it'll make you feel better, than dammit, kid, curl into the fetal position and sob for an hour. No one is going to judge you."

Shaking his head, Nightwing's breath became shaky and labored. His fists clenched at his sides and he bit down hard on his bottom lip, drawing blood. He squeezed his eyes shut. Memories flashed through his mind, rapid fire, and he tried in vain to block them out.

"Y-you know, this is actually really, really exciting! You're sort of my idol." Kid Flash said, standing awkwardly before the Dynamic Duo.

"Just don't fangirl, ok?" Robin smirked.

Wally blushed.

"KF, I...I have to tell you something..." Robin said, head down.

"You can tell me anything," Wally assured him. "I promise, no matter what it is, I won't think of you any differently!"

Looking up, Robin slipped off his mask, revealing a pair of baby blue eyes. "I'm-"

"Holy-! You're Dick Grayson!" Wally's grin was brighter than the sun. "My best friend's rich and famous!"

"Just, do me a favor, ok?" Wally asked, clutching the younger boy's hand tightly. "Don't…don't die. You've got to stay with me, Dick. Don't leave me yet."

Robin opened his eyes, slowly. "It'll take a lot more than some stupid gun to kill the Boy Wonder."

Wally's head shot up. His eyes were red and brimming with tears his pride refused to let him shed. He looked at the injured bird with what could only be relief, before all but pouncing on him. Arms wrapped tightly around hi best friend, Wally buried his face in the younger's shoulder. "Don't scare me like that ever again."

"WALLY, WHERE ARE MY COOKIES?!" Robin demanded.

The rest of the team look up as Robin appeared in the living room. Wally yelped, ducking behind the sofa.

"WEST!"

"I-I didn't know they were yours!" Wally insisted, timidly poking his over the back of the couch.

"DO YOU KNOW WHO MADE THOSE FOR ME?!"

Wally shrunk, "Y-yeah..."

Robin groaned, "You...you...you obnoxious idiot!"

"Admit it, Rob," Wally said, his fear suddenly gone as he appeared at the young boy's side. "I may being an obnoxious idiot…but I'm your obnoxious idiot and you love me, so you won't kill me over cookies, right?"

"Hey, Wally, look what I just scored!" Robin called as he came running through the Zeta tube.

Wally zipped over to his friend and took the objects from his hands. "Are these...?"

"Tickets to opening night of the new Batman movie!"

Wally grinned, "Over an hour of making fun of actors?"

Robin nodded, also grinning. "And throwing maltballs at people's heads!" The younger boy suddenly found himself engulfed in a bone-crushing hug.

"If you were a girl, I'd kiss you right now, dude!"

"Thanks for coming today, Walls," Dick said, softly, staring at the newest tombstone. His tears had dried from crying over the last few days, leaving nothing but a hallow feeling in his chest. He felt an arm wrap around his shoulders, pulling him into the body beside him. "I'm sorry I made you miss your date with Artemis..."

Wally shook his head, his own tears still staining his cheeks. "She understands," he told him. "We're brothers, Dick, and brothers are there for each other. Everything else comes second."

"You idiot!" Robin scolded, clutching the redhead's uniform and shaking him hard. He didn't care that their mentors and team were watching, he was furious. "You could have died! ARE YOU REALLY THAT STUPID?!"

"I did what needed to be done!" Kid Flash defended, allowing himself to be abused. He knew he messed up. "You would have done the same thing!"

"That's different!"

"How is it different?!"

"Because-!" the worlds died in his throat, and Robin dropped his hands. He looked away, biting his lip hard until he drew blood. He lowered his voice. "Because if you died...I don't know what I'd do without you."

Robin suddenly found himself engulfed in a hug.

"I promise," Wally whispered. "No matter what, we're leaving this world together. Cause, I don't know what I'd do without you, either."

Nightwing hadn't noticed the tears that had started down his cheeks, or the way his knees visibly shook just before his body crumpled to the cold ground, but his friends had and they were shocked. A scream of agony ripped through the air, and Dick thought he should be horrified when he realized it had come from him-but at that moment it was the least of his concerns. On his knees, he leaned forward and slammed the side of his fists into the ice, clenching his jaw and squeezing his eyes shut so tightly it hurt.

"Dick…I'm so sorry," Roy's voice was the softest anyone had ever heard, as he fell to his knees beside the younger hero and pulled him into a strong hug.

Dick could feel Kaldur copy the action, but he felt no level of comfort. He wanted to sob, scream his best friend's name to the heavens and demanded to know why everything he cared about had once again been ripped away. But most of all, he wanted to pull an arrow from Roy's quiver and stab himself in the heart. Dick could only remember having felt this pain, one other time-when his parents were killed. Yes, as he stared down at their lifeless bodies, eyes still wide open in terror and limbs bent at impossible angles, he had felt this emotion. And now as he was held by two of his oldest friends, trying in vain to stop the tears that had somehow broken free from his eyes, he felt it all again-pure, torturous agony that had took over his entire being and slowly tore him apart from the inside out.

"Please, Roy, just do it," he pleaded, in a soft, broken voice that even Tim was stunned to hear leave his older brother. "Hit me in just the right spot and it'll be quick."

"I won't do it," Roy told him, through his teeth as his jaw clenched painfully to hold his own quivering voice.

"We promised each other that we'd go out together," Dick said, his twisted mind deeming that an acceptable reason for the older man to proceed with the requested task. "Please, Roy, I've never asked you for anything…just do it, please."

Kaldur felt a few hot tears slip down his own cheeks and he took a deep breath to keep his voice under control. "Neither of us will carry out such a task, Dick."

With those words, Nightwing dissolved into sobs against Roy's chest. He shook violently, the embarrassment he should have been feeling at causing a scene in front of his team drown out by his pain. "Please, please!" he begged. "I don't want to live without him, I can't! I can't be alone again! Roy, please," he gripped the older's uniform like a lifeline, "don't make me go on with him…"

"I…I-I'm sorry, Dick."

And that was just part one. *Shudders* I can't believe I even wrote this...JEEZ, clearly I was a lot more depressed than I thought.

So, I know I'm not the only one who thinks so...but didn't that last episode leave quite a bit to be desired? I mean, am I the only person who found it down right ANNOYING how calm and collected Nightwing was after LOSING HIS BEST FRIEND?! Seriously, it drove me crazy! I was waiting for some dramatic break down right there, or him going to tell Wally's parents and them saying something like: "I'm sorry, Dick, this must be so hard for you," and then a bunch of memories bouncing around of he and Wally, or just Wally, and then him sort of crying but in a Bat like way where he only sheds like one tear and tries to be tough but then when he gets back to Bludhaven he just loses it. I MEAN COME ON! JUST A SHOCKED EXPRESSION, THEN HE TAKES A LEAVE OF ABSENCE?! WHAT THE FRICK?!

*deep breath* ok, I'm done now...

Anyway, review please! Tell me how may tears you shed, let me know if you are now wishing to curl into a ball and die or jump of a bridge. Just don't be mean, k?

NEXT...PART 2!