Wow, your reviews never fail to make my day. Anyway, apparently there are no new episodes until February. I think they secretly enjoy tormenting us. Cough* sickos *Cough.

School tomorrow. I will spend the whole night silently weeping.

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Chapter 4!

The bioship flew over the darkening city of Gotham unseen by its civilians. None of the teens spoke; they were consumed by the dread and worry of what they might find, if they found anything. Some of them had disagreed with Aqualad's idea to start close to home; The Light's castle was ages away, and under secret monitor of The League, who had only just found it again two months ago. But Aqualad wanted to investigate the homes in which the murders had taken place. Kid Flash argued that this was Robin they were dealing with, and he wouldn't leave a trace of anything behind, but Aqualad wanted to make sure. They did need someplace to start after all.

They had barely reached the first house when a very loud alarm went off somewhere. Superboy covered his ears and groaned, his super hearing making the loud beeping even more unbearable.

"Ugh! Where's that coming from?" He asked angrily. Batgirl checked her wrist computer. Her eyes went wide.

"Wayne Tech.!" She exclaimed, looking up at everyone. There was stunned silence as everyone turned to face Aqualad.

"You don't think…." Kid Flash started.

"Would they have him rob the same place again?" Artemis asked.

"Who knows?" Red Arrow responded. "Maybe they actually need something this time."

"Should I change the course?" Miss Martian asked Aqualad. He thought for a moment.

"This may not be him…." He trailed off into thoughtful silence.

"But what if it is?" Zatanna asked. Aqualad nodded.

"Miss Martian, set a course for Wayne Tech."

Inside Wayne Tech.

Who knew this place had a backup security system? Red X had taken great care in shutting off the main one before entering. He had entered through the roof, sliding down on one of his grappling hooks as quietly as possible. He had taken out two guards on duty as they rounded corners he was hiding behind; they hadn't even seen him. He used the computer sealed inside the bulky gauntlet on his left forearm to navigate through the endless corridors. He taken every exist able precaution, blending into the shadows like he was one. But finally, when Red X entered the large guarded room containing the gene splicer, that was when the back up security system decided to step in. First, a silent alarm went off alerting all the guards Red X hadn't jabbed in the neck and sent into a coma. When he delicately removed the gene splicer from its stand and placed it in the small, light, yet sturdy case he was provided with, guards flooded the room. The masked boy instantly went into a crouched, ready position.

"Freeze!" One guard yelled. He was closest to Red X, who scanned him. He noticed his wrist, which held a gun aimed at him, shook slightly. Weak point detected. Target acquired.

Red X flipped forward, and roundhouse kicked the man's wrist. "Gah!" He shouted, and fell to his knees clutching his hand. Red X laced his fingers together, locked his wrists, and landed a blow on the guard's skull. He then fell to the ground, unconscious.

Shots rang out, but Red X dodged them with ease. He used his acrobatics to flip around; landing punches and kicks to the many guards surrounding him. At some point, he slid his jagged knife out of his utility belt, and made deep, long cuts in their arms, or stabbed them in their sides or legs. Finally, he took a glance around, noting the many men on the floor moaning and bleeding. With a cackle that he knew Deathstroke highly disapproved of, he slipped out of the room, heading back toward the roof. He laughed some more, just for the fun of it. Laughing at the pain of others, at his own victory, at his master's pleasure of a job well done. He secretly found his laugh creepy, but familiar, so he did it no matter how many times Deathstroke told him not to.

Red X descended onto the roof, glad that his mission had gone so smoothly. However, the sight he was met with when he got there made this feeling vanish instantly. Not that it had actually been there.

Batman's POV

Batman changed course to the direction of Wayne Tech. "I'll be late again tonight, Alfred." He said.

"Yes, I expected you will be." Alfred said tiredly. He had been in a sadder mood lately, Bruce had noticed.

He drove way past the speed limit on his way to his company. He knew what had happened last time it had gotten robbed, and had a hunch that whoever it was this time might be there for more than just a warning. The thought made his foot press down harder on the pedal and his hands grip the steering wheel tighter.

Due to Wayne Tech. being such a large building, he could see the top of it from where he was. Lights flashed from the inside, and he thought he heard gun shots form where he was. The guards only shot when they were being attacked. It could be him….

No. He couldn't hold his own against dozens of armed guards, could he? Batman always thought very highly of Robin, but… unless they had been training him?

The thought made Batman shiver. Yes- Batman shivered. If they had been training him, then who knows what horrible new skills Robin now possessed. Or the things he knew- surely he was well informed about The Light's true intentions. But he was still being brain washed.

If there was any Robin left in him, Batman hoped he was fighting Red X.

He parked in front of Wayne Tech., and looked up to see a bright red alien ship at the top of the building.

AN: I was going to make it longer, but I decided that I want to stretch everything out a bit. I will be keeping constant different POVs since this is third person narrative.

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