A/N: Well...I failed terribly to finish this story by Halloween.

No thanks to my laptop! Grrrr...

Two months later and I finally can get this up! lol

Well, this is a short story...and this is the last chapter.

So enjoy!


Chapter 3- Alone with A Monster

Robin slowly opened his eyes and slowly sat up.

It took him a moment to recognize his surroundings.

Of course, he was in his room.

He rubbed his head and frowned, as he recalled the events that had taken place.

"Maybe it was all a dream…" he thought hopefully, but felt dubious.

He slowly slid out of bed and shivered slightly, the cold air hitting his skin.

He rubbed his arms and winced, feeling a flash of pain.

He flipped on the light and examined himself. He was fine, with only scratches and bruises.

Ignoring the pain, he went and was about to open the door, but heard footsteps and four voices coming near his room.

The footsteps had stop and the voices were perfectly clear.

His friends were on the other side of the door.

"What shall we do when Robin awakens?" questioned Star, worriedly.

"I'm not sure Star. Let's just hope he is himself when he wakes up" Cyborg replied.

"Well, what about our awesome Halloween party? We gotta have it!" Beast Boy exclaimed.

Robin could feel Raven's glare at Beast Boy, even though he was on the other side of the door.

"We will continue tonight's plans. But…someone will have to check up on him every hour. And if he does become out of control, we will have to restrain him. Understood?" Raven spoke, in her calm monotone voice.

Robin figured the other's had nodded in agreement, for no one spoke and heard their footsteps fade away.

He slowly turned around and leaned against the door.

"What am I going to do? What should I do?" he thought.

He knew if he saw Slade and they catch him out of his room, he knew they would try to stop him.

Even restrain him. He wouldn't let that happen. He wanted…no, he needed to catch Slade himself.


Robin glanced warily around his room, wishing he had a window, like Beast Boy's or Starfire's room had.

There was no other way out.

Until he looked up and gave a small grin.

"The air vent will be perfect" he thought.

But as he looked around his room, he knew something was wrong.

He ambled over to the bed.

"I need to make them think I'm still sleeping" he thought and started stuffing his pillows under the blankets.

He went over to the door and looked at the bed.

It definitely looked like he was there.

Satisfied enough, Robin turned around and froze.

"Slade?" he whispered angrily, seeing a silhouette in the corner, near the vent.

"Alone again, Robin?" Slade's taunting voice murmured.

Robin narrowed his eyes. "How did you get in here?"

"The real question is…Will you ever stop me?"

With that, Slade opened the vent and quickly disappeared.


Dashing forward, Robin gracefully and silently leapt into the vent.

He crawled quickly as possible, hoping to catch up to Slade.

But when he came to a point where he had to choose a direction, he hesitated, unsure which way to go.

"This way…Robin…" Slade said amusingly.

Robin followed Slade's voice, but never seeing the man in the ductwork.

As he made is way down, he could hear and feel the loud thumping of music vibrating from below.

He paused for a moment, straining to hear any movements from Slade over the beating music.

Hearing nothing, Robin continued to make his way down.

"Tick tock Robin…very slow…I'm getting bored…" Slade's voice echoed.

Robin scowled and came to the end of the vent.

He frowned, seeing the cover still closed.

Unless Slade had taken another way, he should have removed the cover to get out.

Robin removed the cover and peered down.


He was in the basement.

Slowly, he dropped down, landing in a crouch.

It was pure darkness, no shed of light to be seen.

Robin felt uneasy, knowing that Slade could strike at any moment, while he stood vulnerable.

"Definitely need to find the lights…" Robin thought determinedly and started to make his way slowly towards where he thought the stairs were.

"Isn't this entertaining?" Slade asked softly from behind.

Robin spun and was greeted with a smashing blow to the face.

Stumbling back, Robin raised his arms to defend himself.

"Come on Robin…I'm right here…" Slade taunted.

Robin scowled and swung his arm, hoping to hit a punch on Slade.

But he only hit air.

Heart beating wildly, Robin twisted around and threw more punches at the air.


"Show yourself! Now!" he yelled angrily.

A chuckle was heard and a single light came on.

Robin turned to see Slade.

"This has been fun Robin…but my trick is over and I want my treat now"

Robin scowled and clenched his fists.

"What are you talking about?" he snarled.

Slade just chuckled once again and charged.

Robin charged as well, raising his fist to attempt another throw.

But Slade caught his fist, and squeezed.

Robin groaned and threw his other fist, hoping to hit Slade hard enough to make him release him.

But Slade caught his other fist.

Then, Slade smashed his knee into Robin stomach.

Robin gasped, trying to catch his breath.

Slade flipped him over onto his back on the floor.

Slade began to stomp and kick him, repeatedly.

Finally, the hits stopped.

Robin rolled over and slowly got up.

"I…won't…let…you…win…" he panted, looking up at Slade.

"Too late…" Slade replied and threw vicious punches at Robin's face.


Robin fell onto his hands and knees.

He could taste the bitter and coppery of blood in his mouth.

He opened his mouth, letting his blood spill out onto the floor.

His body was aching, his mind too tired to think of a way to counter Slade's attacks.

"Am I going to die?" he wondered numbly as he stared at the amount of blood on the floor.

"No…Slade wouldn't…" Robin thought, losing focus.

His vision dimmed and felt Slade grabbed and lifted him by his throat.

Slade slammed him into another girder.

Robin's head was exploding in pain, darkness start to overcome is dimmed vision.

"Stay awake…" Slade said, amusingly.

Robin couldn't move his arms or legs. He was too tired. Too sore.

Staring at Slade, he whispered "Just finish this.."

"You knew it was going to end like this…"

"Not exactly…"

"Don't worry Robin, I promise this won't hurt a bit..."

Slade chuckled and held up an electric hand tool.

"Here is your treat Robin, from me to you…Happy Halloween…"


Pain shot through Robin's chest as Slade slashed a mark into his skin.

He let out a scream, intensifying with each slash.

Robin knew it was over.

He had lost.

He had failed.

He would now die in the basement of Titans Tower.

"What a way to die...what a place to die in..." Robin thought amusingly.

But images of his friends flashed through his mind.

"Starfire…Raven…Cyborg…Beast Boy…" Robin thought sadly.

But as Slade continue to slash, Robin continued to scream until he lost consciousness.


Slade had no remorse for what he was doing to the hero.

"It was bound to happen…as I knew it would" Slade thought as Robin became limp in his grip.

He released his hold and watched Robin collapse to the floor.

Slade bent down and studied his mark.

His "S'' was etched into the hero's chest.

Blood slowly leaked out and ran slowly down.

"Time to go" Slade murmured.


Scooping Robin into his arms, Slade made his way towards the stairs.

He planned to leave Titans Tower in style.

"It's a damn shame that your faithful and loyal friends didn't believe you…" Slade told the unconscious leader.


"Robin is gone! We must search for him!" Star cried out in a panic and flew hastily to the others.

"What? I just checked on him…he was totally sleeping!" Beast Boy exclaimed.

"That was not Robin! Only his pillows! "Star said worriedly, pacing back and forth.

"We will look for him" Cyborg assured her, glancing over at Raven and saw Raven's facial expression.

Her face showed pure horror and shock.

He turned to see what had shocked her and froze, as he, Star, and Beast Boy saw Slade, walking to the room, carrying Robin in his arms.

The music stopped and the four teens stared at what Slade had done to their Robin.

"Trick or Treat Titans…I have successfully tricked you and gotten my treat right under your noses. Happy Halloween" Slade said and left the Tower in a cold, cruel laughter, leaving the four Titans staring after the evil mastermind.

THE END


A/N: Is it the end...or is there more?

Please review and tell me what you think!

Should I make a sequel...or not?

How good was it?

Yes, this story was greatly influenced by the episode "Haunted"

But I gave it my own twist...lol.

I hope you enjoyed it!