I know I should be updating my other stories… But this one is almost done and very old. So I thought I could upload this one too. Not to forget it won't be a long one too. Don't worry the other stories won't be forgotten.

It's T rated because of the blood.

Disclaimer: I don't own Young justice or any of its characters. I only own the story line.

Enjoy

I still don't know who the hell this guy is but he's good, too good. He had simply get all of us. Tied everybody good enough so escaping was impossible. The reason he was too good? Because Batman came for the save and was also caught. This would take both of us way too long to get free from.

And this man, he's nuts. He's a complete psychopath. He somehow knew every single thing about all of us and tortured us with it. Though in a way no one else knew why it was such a torture.

He had cracked all of them till they cried. Even Kaldur was totally taken down till the bone. Now it was my turn but there was something wrong with the way he smiled looking at me. Had he left me and Batman for the last with a reason?

He took out a knife and smirked longing to something. "Time for the little Bird to beg," He said in such a convincing way it caused a nauseating feeling to rise inside me.

He ran down the knife over my neck without cutting me. "This is not going to do much," I said coldly as he smirked even wider. That made me freak out a bit.

He suddenly cut into my arm, reaching a painful depth within a spit second. Damn that knife was sharp. "Feel how sharp?" I narrowed my eyes angry as answer. He licked up my blood on the knife and looked up to me. "Want some?"

I did not answer.

He moved his knife painted red by my blood to my mouth. "Lick it or you won't be able to shut your mouth ever again," A chill ran down my spine as I could feel warmth coming from my own blood.

I did as he said and licked the knife but somehow it tasted nice, so sweet. "You know this blood had to be on the floor back then," That hit me hard. I had always thought of my own blood like that but how did he know that! "It tasted good, doesn't it? The blood of somebody who didn't deserve life."

He cut me more drawing blood and brought the knife back to my mouth to lick it again. I knew going against it would only make everything worse. I had to go under all this like everybody else.

"Now tell me, do you like it?" he asked me again.

I looked up to the group seeing their faces half in disgust of what was going on and half in shock of what happened to themselves a few minutes ago. Then I looked at the ground seeing my own blood drip down. Without looking up I spoke. "Yes, I do."

I felt Batman's eyes froze as he heard me spoke those words. It was for the fact he was gagged that he did not shout at me to not even think about liking it.

"I knew you were one of the blood drinkers," His words made me feel so sick.

"I'm not!"

The man laid the flat side of the now cold knife at my cheek and started to whisper in my ears loud enough for Batman to hear. "You're bloodthirsty. You can't deny it. You just need to be triggered and you'll become an insane bloodthirsty killer." His words made me freak out.

"That's not true!" I started to struggle against the robes holding me in place.

"I'll show you it's true," He made the robe tied around me lose from the wall so he could hold me as hostage holding a new knife to my throat. Like this I could not do a single thing as he brought me to Batman. "Let's trigger it," He held the knife he had cut me with by Batman cutting him deeply in his arm receiving a low and barely hearable groan from the man.

My eyes widen behind my mask seeing my father in pain. Not again. Was all I could think. He went on, hurting him badly. I wanted this to stop! He had to stop, NOW!

"I know he's all your world stands on. Losing your real ones created a hidden monster in you, killing your new one makes it break free." As his words went on the knife came closer to Batman's throat. Going further would kill him.

"No, stop it please…" I said in a whispering voice. Tears started to run down my face, hands almost free from those damn knots.

The knife moved further, I would be too late. "STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!"

I kept on screaming as my hands broke free and pulled the knife away just in time. But everything became blurry to me as my scream did not stopped. I took down the man and my body moved on its own. My hands dug into the man's chest ripping off his skin. I kept on going, ripping the man apart. Blood streamed over the floor and soon enough I found the man nothing more than dead in my hands.

I still had no control as I pulled up the body and brought it close to me. The groups eyes locked on me in disgust as I started to drink his blood. The warm and sweet red liquid ran down my throat and suddenly I went mad. I started to scream, dropping the body on the floor. I held my face causing it to be stained with blood as my body shocked in sudden moves. I grabbed my head higher so the blood stained hair bugled between my fingers with an uninterrupted scream.

The screamed run dead as I fall down to the ground, paralyzed, still holding my head. Then I was once again able to hear something else but me.

"My God! He went mad!" I heard Wally's voice saying those words with a trace of disgust.

I heard ropes fall on the ground and saw Batman walked to Wally freeing him (probably because he was the closest by) and gave him a batarang. "Free the rest." He said as he walked up to me.

He sat down and turned me to my back. Just like while the whole killing event I could just only watch, no responding body, no control. I could only watch Batman's troubled face. He did not know what to do with me.

Suddenly the control came back to me as I grasped a loud breath flipping up and over as a nauseating feeling over took me. I vomit. Blood coming out my mouth, my body what cramped and forced out the blood. As my stomach was finally empty I could stop. I looked up to Batman.

"R-Robin." was all he said.

Another feeling came over me which I can't describe. Tears running down my face as the cold chills kept on running over my body and the cold sweat run down my back. The man had completely made me lose it and broke me deep inside. He made me kill him and drink his blood. He made the bloodthirsty monster inside me break free. All I could do now was cry, cry in Batman's arms coiled up.

"Kaldur would you please call the Justice League for me?" I heard Batman said. A pause. "I don't know what to do anymore," His arms around me held me tight to make sure I could not look up to him and meet his eyes.

It seemed seconds to me for the Justice League to arrive. Batman rose leaving me behind on the ground. I looked around seeing Superman, The Flash, Green Arrow, Aquaman and J'onn standing around me. I rose and held out my arms knowing where this would lead. The team of teen gasped as they saw that Batman cuffed me. He turned me toward Superman.

"I'll tell you what happened when we're on the watchtower." He said coldly so his emotions wouldn't shine through.

I gasped as he pushed me into Superman's hands. Superman looked down on my pale face, confused. I moved my head down and away from Superman making sure a shadow would cover my face. Then Superman gently laid his hands on my shoulder leading me out of the room leaving the team of teen behind.

The last thing I could here was Artemis's concern voice. "What are they going to do with Robin?"

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This was the first time I was actually at the headquarters of the Justice League and so for the rest of my team, though the reason was everything but great. Batman had explained everything what happened to the League, the whole League. They were all there. Some of them looked at me while they talked just like my team did. All those eyes on me made me feel sick. I was seriously afraid I would vomit again.

The sixteen members of the League started to leave the room. "We'll discuss this apart from you," Batman told me an turned toward the rest of the team. "Watch him. And even think of freeing him," Batman said an left the room like the rest did.

My team came closer to me. "Would you care to tell us what happened to you?" Kaldur asked looking at the big handcuffs covering my whole underarm and hands and then to me.

My head flipped over as a sudden cramp in my stomach made my body react. I almost vomit again but tried hard to suppress it. I breath hard and Megan suddenly walked up to me closely. She laid her fore head on my gently.

"You're scared. I can feel it. Those emotions are too strong to stay unnoticed," I looked up from the ground making eye contact with the green skinned girl. "What are you scared of?"

"Myself," I saw the eyes widen of my teammates. "Of losing all I am," I think I've never been so honest.

I was afraid of myself. Of losing all I am. Being a hero, being a son of Bruce, Bruce, my mind, everything. All my world stands for being Robin and Bruce. If Bruce died I would half die inside.

"All you are?" Kaldur asked for clarity.

I hesitated and they noticed. "Don't tell anybody. My life is only about being Robin and about Batman. He is the half of my life and Robin is the other half. All I do is to keep those two to stand." I looked aside to see the window showing stars as far as I could see. I continued. "Those two things keeps my life from collapsing."

It was silence, no one spoke. Though I could feel something very similar to respect coming from the group. But before I could place it well or even ask about it the Justice League made its entrance.

Superman spoke up as the whole League stood before me. "We decided to forbid you from being a hero ever again," I gasped, eyes wide locked on the man of steel. "We let you go but if you go and act like one anyhow than we will treat you as any other murderer."

The League turned away and started to walk off. I felt hit, broken, burned, killed, I felt so much. "Wait!" my voice came out high. The group of sixteen heroes turned around facing me again. "Isn't there any other way? Can't I make this up?" silence. Batman looked away from me. "I'll do anything!"

"Robin stop!" Batman made finally eye contact but his eyes were cold and strict. "It's over," He walked up to me, breaking my heard with those words. "You're labile. I was wrong back than thinking I could make a hero out of you."

"But," my voice made clear I was about to break down in cries.

"Robin, you murdered somebody and you did not just killed him. You drank his blood!"

"That man made me! I would never kill anybody! He made me go mental! He wanted to kill you! He wanted to take you away from me! THE ONLY ONE WHO DESERVES TO DIE HERE IS ME!"

That killed every sound. Everybody looked at me pant, stunned by my words.

"Please Batman, let me pay of my sins."

"Depends on which sins you mean." Batman voice sounded warmer.

"The death of John and Mary Grayson." Batman's eyes widen as he suddenly hit me in the face causing me to fall to the ground.

Again an ice cold silence tingled in the room as everybody's breath halted watching what happened between me and Batman. "It's over Robin," he said in the most cold hearted voice I've ever heard from him and he walked away. He left me behind on the ground, still cuffed.

The rest of the League left to, leaving me behind in the room with the other teens. The handcuffs felt down on the ground with a with a clears sound hitting the ground and next to hit the ground were my knees, hands on my face, crying like I've never done before. Though it was similar to when my parents died.

The team was first bewildered by the fact I could get myself free the whole time but then just got around me trying to comfort me.

They just listen to my sobs as I cried. Never I've let fall a tear as I was around them and now they were falling down like rain, unstoppable. I've cried till I was out of tears and I sat back on the ground feeling limp, watching the ceiling.

Then Batman entered the room. "Time to say goodbye Robin," he said as he simply pulled me back to my feet by my arm.

I turned around to watch my friends sad faces. Megan was even crying. "Farewell," My voice told them I was still crying and that I just ran out of tears.

Suddenly I was flooded by a big group hug hearing all kind of goodbye words. I just embraced them knowing this would be the last time I would hug them or even see them.

Batman took me by my shoulder and took my away leaving my friends behind, forever. I felt my heart fall more apart by every step I took. This was the end, the end of Robin, the end of being a hero and the end of seeing my friends, the best I ever got.

Both Batman and I disappeared into the Zeta Beam and the sight of the Batcave told me I was home.

"Now give me your Robin suit and your utility belt and go sleep. School start early tomorrow," He held up a hand.

I took of my belt putting it into his hands and walked off to undress. Ever since the moment the Justice League had arrived I had the feeling to vomit and now I was home it did not go away, it became worse. It became worse as I took of my gloves and even worse when I got undressed further. I knew this night would be a long one, the worse kind of nights.

I returned to Batman in normal clothes Robin's suit folded up in my hands. I placed it on my utility belt into Batman's hands. I looked at him but all he gave me was the "Bat-glare" and said just one word. "Go," That was the sign to leave and I did as he told me.

I would never see the Batcave again and Robin will be locked up forever.

So what will happen to Dick?
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