Sacrifices

Gone

All eyes turned towards the man standing knee deep in water, sweating, dirty, and looking nothing at all what one might expect Bruce Wayne, richest man in Gothom, and one of the richest in the world to look like.

Yet there he stood.

"You mean your Bruce Wayne? Owner of Wayne Enterprises, richest man…" Cyborg was however interrupted.

"Richest man in America? I doubt that, but yeah, that's me." He was ringing out his suddenly expensive looking sports jacket. Beast Boy had not noticed the quality of his clothing until now.

"But…but…why did you help us fix the pipe?" He asked perplexed.

"Because I didn't feel like going for a swim, that's why."

Beast Boy blushed. Smooth move, drowning the owner of the largest corporation ever. Though you can't blame him, how often is it you meet a celebrity in a hospital? Wait…why was Bruce Wayne in a hospital hallway to begin with?

Before he could stop him self, he blurted out this very question.

"I had to fix a water fountain." He was now poring the water out of one very expensive shoe.

"Really?"

"No, my son is here." Beast Boy froze. The hall had suddenly taken on a serious air and everything had gone silent.

Raven, suddenly reminded of the reason she was here, found her self looking at the floor. She wouldn't let her self cry, not a single tear….

Sniff.

Wait, that wasn't her, turning to Starfire she noticed the alien girl was silently crying. Looking into her face you didn't have to be a empath to know the young woman was on the verge of something.

Something horrible, something that was taking the hope from her once brilliant eyes, something desperate, something with a passion, and it was eating at her.

Cyborg turned to the now trembling girl.

"Star…what's wrong? How's Alec?"

Starfire looked into his eyes, began to say something, then in a furry of emotion buried her head in his chest and burst into tears. Shocked, Cyborg stood there stiffly, first looking at Beast Boy who gave him a confused look, then at Raven who's eyes told him he should do something.

What he did not know.

However, instinct took over and he began to stroke her hair soothing. Starfire was like a sister to him, to see her sobbing was like stabbing his heart.

"Cyborg, I need to talk to you." Was Ravens stern statement.

Starfire composed her self slightly and backed herself away from the man. Cyborg nodded and headed towards Raven while Beast Boy just stood there perplexed as to the whole situation.

Raven had decided she would tell Cyborg, the unofficial team leader of Robins condition. Leading him into an adjoining hallway that was just as dreary as the first, she took a deep breath.

"Robin was in an accident…"

Cyborg just looked in her eyes intently. "Your point?"

Ravens temper broke. How could he say something like that? Robin was there friend, no matter what he had done, no matter how long it had been. How could he be so cruel, so unkind, so heartless?

And so she let it out.

"What do you mean my point? Our friend, your BEST friend was shot! He could be dieing! Alec could be an orphan and you ask what my point is?"

She took a deep breath, she couldn't get out of control, she had to stay in control. Always in control…

She was sick of being in control, wasn't that Cyborg's job? Why the hell was she was she always picking up the pieces? Why was she always carrying a burden?

She was through with this, through with Cyborg, through with being in control, through of being there for everyone all the time no matter what.

She was gone.

Turning, she stormed off in the direction of Starfire to tell her that she would see her later that evening, that she couldn't deal with this now, that she needed a break from this, from everything, from life.

So walking quickly with a determination seldom seen, she took a right at the vending machine, walked up to Star, whispered something in the girls ear, stepped over the man made lake, and left the building.

She was gone.

"This is why I prefer working solo" Muttered Bruce.

"….What's that supposed to mean?" Murmured Cyborg, making his way back into the flooded hall.

"Nothing, look, it's been great talking to you, but don't you guys have some things you need to be attending to?"

"Yeah, we do. Come on team, we need to talk" He didn't care he was two member's short, he didn't care how this guy knew about Robin, in fact, he wasn't sure he cared about anything anymore.

Robin was dieing.

He began walking, leading a broken girl and a confused young man through the halls of the hospital. He needed to think, he needed to prioritize, hell, he needed theorpy .

But Starfire would not have it. He was wasting time, time Robin needed, time they did not have to waste!

"Cyborg, where are we going?" She would be strong

There was no answer

"Do you know where you are leading us to?" She had to be strong…

Silence

"Friend, I do not believe this is the way we need to be…" Do not cry…do not cry…

"Starfire, I need you to be quite." Was the stern reply

And for the second time today, someone on the Titans team lost it.

"No! You are leading us nowhere! Robin needs us! Take us to him! You are the leader! You are killing Robin!"

She gasped, she had not intended on saying the last part. But she would not take it back, for in a part it was true, he was wasting time Robin needed, thus leading to his demise.

"You think its easy being the leader? You think dealing with this shit is fun? You think you could do better? Come on Starfire! Get a grip! I don't want him to die either but DID leave us! He doesn't care, he never did, he only cares for himself, I have to think and I can't think if you talk!"

No…that wasn't right. He cared, she knew he cared, he could not say such things.

"How dare you say those things about Robin! Yes, he hurt us all but you have also hurt me and I have shown forgiveness! I'm willing to forgive Robin just as I have forgiven you and he needs our help now and your just going to leave him? Leave him to die…" S

She was sobbing again, she didn't know what else to do. Nothing was right anymore.

She had a point and Cyborg knew it.

"Wait…what's wrong with Robin?" It was Beast Boy, he still did not know. Cyborg just looked at him with eyes of sorrow and regret and suddenly Beast Boy understood.

Something had happened, things had changed, and he was alone.

"Star…" said Cyborg in an attempt to sooth the girl, how could he have hurt her so badly?

"Star please…" He moved closer to her form on the floor. She had curled into a small ball and looked like a young defenseless child.

"NO! Stay away!"

"Starfire, it will be okay, it will all be okay." He scooped up Starfire and embraced her lovingly repeating these words over and over again, mostly to sooth her, but partly to convince himself.

Because at the moment, nothing seemed okay and he wondered if it would ever be okay again.

In a dimmed room three men in white masks began to wash their hands, clean their utensils, and prepare for the most important surgery they had ever preformed. Looking at the form on the hospital bed so defenseless and helpless they wondered how they had all thought of this boy as their hero, how had they put so much pressure on one person?

One so broken.

Looking at one another they began to operate delicately, with precision more precise then some believe to be possible.

In the small room there was merely one large glass window, on the other side of this window stood a form in the shadows for that was where he preferred to be. An on looker, and observer, and if need be, savor.

Slowly three shapes began walking up the hallway that the glass window was connect to, there silhouettes showed them to be worn, tired, mentally and physically fatigued.

As they approached they took on a look of pure shock. Hadn't they been told the doctors needed permission before operating? Had Raven come back and given them an answer? No.

She was gone.

So who had gone ahead?

Beast Boy stood back feeling useless. Glancing into the hall he noticed another figure staring intently at Robins still and lifeless form.

The boys look seemed to ask how.

"I told you, my son needed me."

First off, I'd like to apologize profusely, there is absolutely no excuses though I can give you many, I doubt you would care. If you do care, then feel free to ask.

I hope it wasn't too bad, or inaccurate.

You've probably all forgotten about this story, I wouldn't blame you. I hate it when authors stop for long periods of time

But I would like to say that KorrianderX'Hal who got me writing this thing again.

So, that should let me know how much you guys all mean to me. Thank you so much.

I will finish this. No matter how long that might take, however ideas are VERY WELCOME.