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Sacrifices
Chapter 14: Lets Play
Hehe, so something funny happened last night, I realized I owned all of this. Too bad I was asleep…
The tension could easily be cut with a knife. As she looked at the world through once innocent eyes, she couldn't help but feel she had been cheated out of a normal life. Couldn't help but feel that nothing was as it belonged, but most of all, she couldn't help but feel selfish.
She shouldn't be worrying about herself she thought, there were plenty of other people to worry about, no point in taking up time thinking about herself.
They had just been informed that the blood Robin was coughing up was due to three broken ribs the doctors had failed to notice before. Stafire hadn't known mistakes like that were made, but then again she supposed she should be happy it wasn't something more serious.
In fact, the news was so good that they were told Robin could even come home tomorrow, as long as he promised to remain on strict bed rest for at least the next three weeks. Both the ribs and his hip required both time and patience to heal.
Stafire sighed realizing that Robin had neither of those qualities. But that didn't matter; she would make him stay in bed even if it involved her sitting on him to prohibit him from getting up.
That is, if he decided to stay at the tower.
You see, the problem with Robin being able to come home was the simple and sad fact that he really had no home to go to. Sure, he could go to the Titan Tower, or to Bruce's mansion, but he felt as though he didn't belong in either.
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Robin lay awake in the bed wishing he could sleep as both Bruce and Cyborg stated their respective arguments on why he should either go to the tower, or go back with Bruce.
His head ach was quickly coming back with vibrant force. There were just too many factors to decide upon and this pain killer he was on was not helping his already fuzzy mind think clearly.
He was already in Jump City, that was in the Titans favor, though in truth he had no idea why they'd want him there in the first place. But he had no time to think of that, he had to do what was best for Alec, he wouldn't leave him again.
Then again, it would be all but impossible to get away from the tower to look for whoever was hounding him with four other people around.
It would be much easier to just get away from Alfred. He'd done it before, how hard could it be to evade an old man anyway?
Robin almost laughed. This was Alfred! Nothing normal about him. Still…it had to be easier then staying with four other emotional people, at least Bruce was quiet.
Bruce and Cyborg were standing right in front of him arguing over the best muffler for an UATD. (Underwater Assault Transpiration Device) How the topic of conversation had gone from his living arrangements to mechanics he did not know.
Taking a deep breath in preparation to speak above the two already raised voices he felt it coming on before he could stop. The burning itching sensation that could only mean that a coughing fit was on its way and he was defenseless to stop it.
Looking around quickly for a source to muffle the sound, he spotted a glass of what he assumed to be water. The two others in the room were so engrossed in their conversation they might not even notice if he took a small drink of water and only coughed once.
Quickly grabbing the glass he took a big gulp only to realize that the glass contained Bunchy Chunchy, a chocolaty candy that Beastboy had been eating earlier and must have left in the room.
Too late, there was already a Bunchy Crunchy lodged in Robins throat and no matter how hard he tried, he could not get it out.
Bruce turned when he noticed the sounds of frantic coughing coming from Robin. He expected to see the boy in some sort of a fit, and was surprised to see his eyes bulging and watering and his face slowly turning red.
He ran into the hallway and yelled nurse, quickly realizing this was no ordinary coughing fit.
A small woman in her late 60's rushed into the actual room, (He had traded in his curtained off room some time during the night) she looked piercingly at Robin, strait in the eyes. If he hadn't been lacking oxygen he would have been more freaked out by that action, but as it was, he was more concerned about the chocolate substance lodged in his breathing passage.
She moved around to his back and with one swift motion of her firm hand, slapped him.
Hard.
The Bunchy Crunchy flew out of his mouth and onto Bruce's shoe. The nurse wiped her hands together in a satisfied manor and left the room without saying a word.
Bruce and Cyborg just stared at Robin.
"You were choking?" said Bruce in a perplexed manor
"On one of Beastboy's candies, he's not going to be happy you're eating his stuff man." Though Cyborg was secretly relieved that it hadn't been something worse.
Robin gave them both a death glare.
"Cyborg, could you please ask someone to go to the tower and get Alec's things? I think its best for everyone if I stay with Bruce." Best in this case meaning that it would be easier to research and track down whoever it was that seemed to be following them.
Cyborg opened his mouth to protest but soon realized he was speaking to the most headstrong man the world had ever known. Deciding it was best for all parties involved to just complying he nodded his head and left the room.
Being left alone with Bruce Wayne in a small room was enough to make the strongest man quiver with intimidation, but Robin was steadfast in his determination not to weaver from what he had decided upon. He was getting out!
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Meanwhile, Beast Boy was lost. He had attempted to find a vending machine, apparently he had left his Bunchy Cruchies someplace and was in serious need of a sugar boost. After passing the information desk three times, he realized he was no where near food, and decided to ask the lady behind the desk where on earth he could get some candy.
Sadly, nothing was ever that easy for Beast Boy.
Walking up to the counter he decided that blue eye shadow really wasn't the look for her, he didn't know much about fashion, but he decided she looked more like a smerf then a receponist.
"Hi I was uh, wondering if you could tell me where the vending machines were…"
She slowly looked up from her magazine, took a bite of her candy bar, and gazed intently into his eyes.
"Nope."
Beast Boy stammered, he had not expected the information desk to refuse information….Honestly, there was something wrong with that.
"What?" Maybe he hadn't heard correctly.
"I don't know where they are either." She turned back to her magazine. Beast Boy was about to walk away defeated when a thought struck him. He was not one to have thoughts strike him often, so when they did he took full advantage.
"You don't know where the vending machines are?"
She turned to look at him annoyed.
"That's what I said."
"Then where did you get that?" He picked up the half eaten candy bar. She opend her mouth to say something, then closed it, then opened it again and finally decided she'd been beaten.
"Fine, there down the blue hall, past the hall way, up the west elevator, and on the 6th floor."
Beast Boy's head was spinning, was it blue elevator and west hall? Or was it the pink hall and south east exit….
He was about to ask her to repeat what she had said she looked at her watch, gathered her things, and put up a sign saying that the information desk would be back at 4:14.
And that was the last he ever saw of her.
That was about an hour ago, and Beast Boy was beginning to wonder if he was still in a hospital. He felt like Alice, and this darn hallways was his wonderland, only very little was wondrous and he was very hungry.
He'd be happy to have tea with the Madd Hatter. At least you get those little pastry things.
What floor was he supposed to be on again? Heck, what floor WAS he on? He had no idea. In fact, he was beginning to think that just going back to Robin's room would be best. Actually, he was sure that would be best.
Sadly, even though he knew where he was going, he didn't know how to get there.
What was it they always tell little kids? Stay in one place and someone will find you?
Sounded like a plan to him, he was tired of walking anyway. Spotting a nearby bench he prepared himself to be there for quite some time, yet low and behold, Raven emerged from behind a corner almost the second his back met the seat.
"Come on, Robin has a mission for you." She grabbed his arm and led him left. As they turned a corner he spotted the Holy Grail.
"FOOD!" He yelled as he struggled to get out of the woman's grasp. He had finally found it! After all this time! He was so close…
"No time, we're on a schedule. Come on." She said sternly
He could almost feel a tear gliding down his cheek as they turned another down a hall and he watched his prize disappear.
"And so I need you to go home and get his things, and bring them back here as fast as you can." They weren't really in a hurry, but Cyborg knew Beast Boy would take his sweet time otherwise, and he was in no mood to deal with the cranky Robin.
Beast Boy nodded and headed for the door, then pausing he turned and asked "Why me?"
"You're the fastest"
"Raven and Starfire can go just as fast and you know it."
"Starfire has to stay to calm Alec, Raven has to stay to make sure Alec is okay even though she thinks he'll be fine now that Robin is okay, and I have to stay to get some important information."
"About the guy who did this?" Asked Beast Boy excitedly.
"About the proper carburetor for a 44x computerised augmented stormvan."
"So…I'm the only one left then?" He was always the last resort, always.
"Yep. Hurry it up will ya'?"
"Yeah yeah" Mumbled Beast Boy as he left the hospital a bit agitated.
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Why do I always get stuck with the cruddy easy stuff? I'm just as good at stuff as they are! I should get some credit!
Beast Boy fumbled with his key paid to the Titan Tower, trying to remember what the combination to undo the advanced security measures was. He was eating a slice of extra gooey cheese pizza that he had picked up along the way. Yes, Cyborg said to hurry, but dang it, he was hungry!
Besides, if it was that important he would of gotten someone else to do it.
Yet Beast Boy was quickly finding out that typing in a number, and then scanning your hand was a lot easier to do when you didn't have cheese dripping all along your fingers. Cursing silently to himself as he entered the wrong combination, he quickly attempted to remember the counter number that would cancel the electric shock that would occur shortly.
Cyborg had installed the electric shock as a safety precaution thinking that the Titans would be able to handle punching in a simple security code. He also said that it did away with annoying door to door salesmen.
It was only after Beast Boy got shocked so many times from this precautionary measure, that he installed the counter code to disable it. Raven had forced him saying that Beast Boy would get brain damage if this continued.
Cyborg reluctantly complied.
Finally, after much difficulty, he managed to get the security down so he could enter the tower. Now all he had to do was grab some toys, a couple of blankets, a diaper or two….
Beast Boy dropped his pizza.
Before him lay the remains of the Titans living room, not a single chair was left standing up, you couldn't tell there was a couch there at one time, all that remained was stuffing and ripped fabric. The game systems lay about in pieces as though someone had taken a personal dislike to video games and unleashed their anger by way of hammer.
Turning to his right he could see the kitchen was in the same if not worse shape. The contents of the refrigerator were spewed every which way, speggitti sauce on the wall created a rather gruesome effect and the cranberry juice on the light carpet was bone chilling.
It took Beast Boy a moment to realize they didn't own any cranberry juice.
With his eyes he followed the red trail, past the remains of the couch, past the once functional now useless stereo, and to the large screen television that alerted the Titans of trouble.
He hadn't noticed before, now he wondered how a blind man could miss it.
The screen was cracked, yet blinking a rapid cycle of pictures, a cryptic message flashed constantly
"Want to come out and play?"
Beast Boy shook himself free of the mesmerizing effects of the screen and examined the red trail…touching the substance ever so slightly, his animal sense of smell quickly adjusted to the onslaught of combinations.
It was blood.
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So there you go, I know I know, he's not out of the hospital exactly…but he's pretty darn close, I promise he'll spend more of the next one out of it.
Actually, there will be way more of Star and Robin in the next one, I know I know they were severely left out of this one and for that I apologize, and again, I'm terribly sorry for updating being so crazy. Your probably thinking that even if she is busy she should be able to sit down and spend at least and hour on it.
Sorry, doesn't work that way, be cool if it did though wouldn't it?
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