Robin's face contracted in pain.

Bruce made a slight fist. "How long?"

Agua shook her head. "He's still fighting. I can tell you something, however."

Bruce gave her a strange look. "What?"

"Cadmus. The memories they implanted into your son's mind. The memories of thoughts he had that could've been bad." Agua turned to Bruce. "I know you don't trust me to be doing this."

"No. I don't even trust you around him."

Agua nodded. "You're most prized possession." She looked at Robin through the glass. "He was forced into believing his friends turned their backs on him for a mistake. He believed you didn't want him to fight any more because he wasn't worthy of your company." Agua touched her chest. "His heart hurt so badly. It ached for a meaningful way to apologize. He thought this path was best for you and for the rest of them. It was the ideals Cadmus put forth."

Red Hood's eyes flew open and Agua doubled over.

Sweat appeared like nothing and began to drip off her face and arms. Her cloths were drenched as she collapsed at Bruce's feet.

Red Hood let out a primal yell as he arched his back.

Agua tossed it, just managing to turn away and all over the floor to her right. Bruce stepped back, away from her left side. She heaved inward and put her hand on the glass. Steam rose off her hand and fogged a little white flame on the glass.

Bruce saw Red Hood appear right there. His own hand was pressed on the glass, atop her own. He knelt down, a quiet smile on his face. "Dear, oh, dear. Whatever should I do? I think I made you sick again."

Agua clenched a fist. The sweat that had drenched her suddenly rose up and she began to cover and consume her body in blue liquid. "Red, don't taunt me."

"Oh, is that a threat?"

She opened her palm and a huge crack shattered Red Hood's concentration, sending him flying back. "Don't test me. I'll destroy you the same way I destroyed my own demon." She opened her eyes. The whites of her eyes were filled with veins and her purple eyes and white pupils stood out quite well. "I'm not afraid to hurt him. He's told me he can take it."

Red was coughing profusely as he sat up. "Why would you? Th... this isn't your body."

Agua stood up, her hair slowly swirling around her. "Don't test me."

Red opened his mouth when his face constricted and then relaxed. Robin covered his mouth. Drips of sweat and stomach contents fell between his fingers.

Bruce looked at Agua.

Her face had veins pulsing and stretching her skin. Her arms and hands were traced with the raised veins, as well as her neck. Her eyes were pure white, save for her purple pupil. She raised her hand as she hovered there.

Superboy grabbed her and threw her to the ground.

Agua's veins retracted and her eyes were closed once more. She looked dead for just a moment.

Superboy touched her stomach. With a small shove, she breathed in. But she remained still. Superboy looked at Robin. "You okay?"

He shook his head. "I can hear her crying."

Superboy nodded. "She never stops crying." Superboy's eyes found Bruce's and he quickly looked away. "She's trying, very hard, to stop this."

"Batman!"

He looked up.

"We have an emergency! Braniac's returned with all his little helpers!"

Bruce shook his head. "Get her up. We're going to use her."

Robin looked away. 'Agua, I'm so sorry. We're not gonna be able to save you this time.'

'Let death take me, then. There's nothing more I can do here.'