Hey guys guess what? It's my birthday, so here is a little oneshot. My first M rated story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young Justice

Robin's POV

Rain. Mother fucking rain. This is why I hate Gothem. Everything has gone all wrong today. One more bad thing to add to the list of shit that I have been put through.

I look up at the sky as lightning shoots through the clouds.

"Well that's not good." I mutter to myself.

"Things are about to get much worse for ya, kid." I hear a raspy voice behind me.

Well, it looks like this asshole needs to be taught the lesson of 'If you fuck with me, I'm going to kill your ass.'

I turn around to see a man in his thirties. He had short blond hair, shrunken cold blue eyes, a small goatee. So he pretty much looked like your average drug, alcohol, and rape convicts.

"Really now? You honestly think for a minute that you are going to be able to take me on?" I asked amused at the shocked expression on the stupid man's face.

Apparently he is used to his victims being scared of him. It's probably just his ugly mug. I mean he has a face a mother couldn't even love.

"I'll make you regret that kid. Hand me all of your money and take off your cloths." He said pulling out a small handgun.

"Yeah, because that's going to happen." I said laughing.

The look on his face was priceless. Does this moron really think he can trick the former protégé of the Batman.

"Stupid kid. If you don't do as I say I'm going to blow a hole in your head."

Did this prick really just threaten me? With an unloaded gun no less? Now he is really going to get it.

"The gun is unloaded so cut your shit, or I'm going to beat your ass so badly that you will have to be put into a coma just so the doctors can keep you alive."

"Looks like you called my bluff kid, but, nothing stops me from collecting my prize." The asshole said with a small laugh.

This guy was really pissing me off. It looks like I'm going to have to teach him a lesson. A deadly lesson he will never forget.

"I'm nobody's prize. Now leave me the fuck alone before I have to make do on my promise."

"Sorry kid. No can do. I'm going to get whatever I want, no matter the cost."

"Even the cost of your life?" I asked with a smirk.

He looked at a loss for words. Good. His 'hourglass of life' is running out of sand. He is going to regret even following me into this alley.

The idiot then lunged at me, which of coarse I easily dodged. He turned around to look at me when I roundhouse kicked him in the face hard enough to hear the satisfying crack of his nose breaking.

The blood started gushing out causing him to to loss his concentration. He started staggering from losing so much blood.

I then punched him in the nose causing him to yell out in pain, giving me a sick feeling of pleasure. He staggered back and I kicked him in the the jaw and he fell down to the ground.

I walked over to him and put my foot on his chest.

"Well it, looks as if the prey has become the predator." I said smugly.

"P- Please d-don't hurt me." He begged pathetically.

"Oh, much like your former victims must have done before you raped them? Did you have them scream for you?"

"Yes, yes I did." He said giving me a sick feeling.

I then pulled a knife out of my pants pocket.

"Well then your going to do the same for me." I said stabbing the knife into his stomach, not wanting to kill him right away.

All he did was make a few whimpering noises. Shame. Looks like I'm going to have to cause him more pain..

"I said scream for me." I said digging the knife deeper into his stomach.

He screamed for me causing me to smile a sick and crazy smile.

"Please, just kill me already." Something inside me softened. This wasn't me, I'm one for mercy not one to kill out of pleasure.

I didn't give any acknowledgement that I heard him. I just walked back to the end of the alley and picked up his gun. I had grabbed round of bullets from his pocket when I was fighting him. It looks as if he wasn't one for killing either.

I walked back to him and said, "I'm going to shoot you, so it will be quick and painless. Is there any last words family members I should say goodbye to for you?"

"None. Please, just make the pain go away." The raspy voiced man begged.

So I did. I shot the man I the chest twice just to make sure he didn't live to feel the pain of the bullets.

I looked down at my once black hoodie that was now stained with the man's blood. My jeans had blood splatter on them. This was the second body going in the ground because of me in the last twenty-four hours.

I was suppose to be protecting an important scientist, while he was creating a machine that could change the world.

Kaldur and Conner were suppose to have perimeter, so nobody got in. Artemis and Wally were suppose to be guards in case anyone got in, and Megan was suppose to be scouting for a scientist that went missing earlier.

Conner and Kaldur didn't see the assassin get over the concrete walls of the compound. Of course Wally and Artemis where arguing over something so stupid it shouldn't even be considered a fight. And Megan was on her way after finding the scientist.

The assassin snuck in the air vents and killed the scientist when I turned my back for a split second.

I was kicked off the team, I lost my friends, and Bruce seemed to hate the fact that I failed to protect the man.

I killed him. I should have taken better care of him. It was all my fault. Nobody can fix what I had done.

The only good thing I did right was go and tell the man's family what happened. The looks on all of their faces when I told them he wasn't coming home was unbearable for me.

He had a wife and three children. They would never see him again and it was because I fucked up.

I looked back at the second man that I had killed. I had better get out of here before Bruce gets back from the JLA meeting.

Bruce will find out I killed the guy, but he will also know it was in self-defense, because I'm sure this guy has a record.

I thought of the thing Bruce told me when I first went to live with him.

"I will always be there for you."

Yeah, right. Where are you now Bruce? Not here. I clenched my fists. No more hero business. From now on I'm Richard Grayson, an orphan child.

"I stand alone, now and forever."

So I should update NLS this Monday. I'll tell you guys this it will be a romance story but before you backout or stop reading, it will be gradual so it will be friendshipy for those of you that wanted friendship out there. The story takes place in Chicago. I know what your thinking. Chicago? Why? Well there is going to be an epic fight in chapter 4 or 5 and I need a big city so yea, Chicago. This is a really long A/N so with that note don't flame and goodnight.