Too Young To Save Them

Chapter 21: My Only Chance

Third Person POV

Disclaimer: I do not own DC or Teen Titans in any way, my apologizes.

A/N: Hey guys, just wanted to tell all of you that I'm going to start giving titles to the chapters, also, at the beginning of the story it was 2006 and now it 2007 because I skipped a Christmas special, don't worry I'll do a sequel to this story and will probably do a sequel then, but for now I won't. Sorry. :(

A lone boy ran as he dove through the busy streets of Jump City, the child dodged a bike as he climbed over a fence to hurry home, ignoring the worried bicycler. He ran even faster as he got closer to his home, his green converse slamming with every speed-ed step. The boy quickly climbed up a gutter as he entered an old apartment building that had been abandoned since the 1990 after a horrible accident that led to an elevator falling six floors and killing twelve people inside of the machine. The apartment building was then closed down due to a lack of safety. However, the young child saw no problem with the building and made it his home after making sure that it was safe. This child was not a social boy at all, he was used to being alone due to living most of his life in Gotham, a broken city that was rotting from the inside.

This boy was Robin, or Dick Grayson as he was better known as due to him abandoning his last life, to a degree. He was still in contact with Starfire and Raven, but he didn't have the heart to speak to any of the boys, especially after his outburst four months ago. Dick sighed as he laid on his old mattress that he had found in the junkyard. He missed his friends and family, but he knew what he had to do right now, he had to escape from that life until he was ready to stop the man who hurt him during the 'accident'. It was still difficult to talk about the accident, it had been months since it had happened, but that didn't erase the scars from that dreaded knife. Dick, however, felt proud that he hadn't had a breakdown since his outburst, it was dangerous to feel such high and deadly levels of grief in his line of work, but he still needed to find a way to rid himself of the bone chilling nightmares that still continued through the night. He even had a dream catcher on his door handle, though it seemed ineffective to his fears.

Dick sighed as he opened the bag next to his bed, stealing from a regular person wasn't his usual MO, but he really didn't have a choice right now, due to the circumstances. He smiled mentally as he pulled out a box of gram crackers, the guy he stole the bag from had good tastes. Dick rummaged through the bags contents but only found a toothbrush, gram crackers, dog treats, a yo-yo, and a cartoon of soy milk. Dang it, this wouldn't last long for the young bird at all, to his misfortune.

He really hated stealing from normal people, it felt... more wrong. The people he stole from when 'on the job' were all billionaires and could easily afford the lose, but no, these people had children! It was wrong in Dicks eyes, it just wasn't the same as tricking some other criminal or millionaire, this was... different. Dick considered the view as an after effect from living a pretty poor life in the circus, but, it could be that he was going soft...

NO!

He could not be going soft, not now, if ever. He needed to track down Scarface (It was ironic that he was actually named that) and make him pay. He wanted to be gentle again, he didn't want to fight, but if Dick didn't stop Scarface, who would? Dick sighed as he looked out the dusty window of his incredibly lonely apartment, he felt truly alone, no heroes, no villains, just- him. Below, a group of children played soccer in the alleyway, not even noticing the lone birdy who looked below with envy. Oh how he wished to be normal, he wanted to go to school and come home to a happy family that wouldn't leave him to bleed alone. Dick felt a movement behind him as he swished around to see a young boy with pitch black hair, with a cute tabby in his arms. Dick frowned as he recognized the playful teenager known as Klarion, a magician of mischief and owner of his familiar, a tabby named Teekl. Oh shit, this teen was known for being nothing but trouble for anyone stupid enough to get near him, chaos stuck to this teen like cats to mice.

"Hello, Robin." Klarion whispered evilly as he stroked the cat gently. "Hows being 'normal'?"

Robin gulped gulped as he realized how dangerous his situation was. "Well, its pretty, er, nice." Robin lied. God, he hated being such a horrible liar.

"Oh?" The witch boy inquired. "Then why are you starving to death with a horrible case of the common cold, doesn't sound that great if you ask me."

Robin glared at the boy, secretly pulling out a Bo-staff from his jeans. "I'm not that sick, besides, I'm not even hungry." Robin said as he started to circle the magician with his Bo-staff drawn ready for battle.

"Are you serious?" Klarion asked as his cat meowed, he frowned at the tabby. "I know that hes serious Teekl, I'm just wondering if he actually thinks that he could take me on while hes sick."

Robin glared in frustration as he steadied his grip on the weapon like a life line, he was sick of people underestimating him. "Prove that I can't beat you, witch boy!" Robin shouted as he ran forward.

"Sigh, mortals are so strange, but, if you insist." Klarion said as he tried to dodge the attack, but was knocked backwards as Robin suddenly used the new found momentum to tackle the witch. "OW!" Klarion screeched as he threw the younger boy into a wall. "YOU REALLY ARE CRAZY!"

Robin gasped as he fell to his knees, coughing uncontrollably from having the wind blown out of him from the impact. "H-h-elp m-me!" Robin wheezed as he tried to stand, but failed as he started to see black patches invade his vision.

Klarion sighed as he got on his knees and rubbed the coughing boys back, hoping that human deceases didn't effect demons. "I TOLD you, bird boy. But noooo, you had to try and pick a fight with a demon of all things."

Robin didn't bother to glare as he started to feel faint. Klarion patted the birds back as he started to chant an unknown spell, instantly filling Robins lungs with air. Robin breathed slowly as he started to relax.

"T-thanks." Robin whispered as he breathed.

"No problem, kid." Klarion said as he ushered the cat to climb back onto his shoulder. "Your place sucks, lets go get some actual food instead of..." Klarion looked at the trash around the room with utter disgust. "Whatever the fuck it is that you've been eating here like a rat. Don't worry, my treat."

Robin wanted to glare at the witch, but stopped himself as Klarion mentioned food. "Food? Really, like, real food?" Robin asked as he stood up shaking slightly from the pain in his lungs and gut.

"NO, were going to eat trash from a dumpster. Of course real food!" Klarion said as he smiled slightly from Robins look of a child that just heard that they were going to Disney Land or something.

Robin stopped himself from fist pumping as he finally felt okay, well, okay as he was going to get with this shitty cold. Maybe he should see a doctor. Klarion grabbed the birds arm as he transported them to a dinner, Robin shivered as they stepped into the parking lot, truly afraid of teleporting. He hated that fancy magic stuff, it was... bone chilling. Was it always this cold coming out of a portal? Robin didn't want to find out as he started to walk beside Klarion to the restaurant. He half wondered how everyone wouldn't stare at them, until Klarion and his cat were surrounded by black magic. Klarion was now wearing jeans with black boots and a green sweater, dark circle glasses covered his eyes as he smiled at Robin with a grin that could scare Jokester. Teekl was turned into a large golden retriever with a blue collar and leash that was tied around Klarions hand.

"You like?" Klarion asked as he posed. "Just call me Gavin, okay? Also, as far as you know, I'm your older brother and am blind."

Robin kept quiet as he followed the witch and his dog, who was leading the two as they walked inside of the restaurant. "Hello!" Said a woman as she held a shit ton of menus with a terrifying smile on her face. "Welcome to Coney Island!" She cheered, causing me to shiver. This is why Robin doesn't talk to people, okay?

"Um, we don't allow pets here." The woman said as she glanced at the dog. "Even for the blind."

"But," Interrupted Klarion as he heard this. "I need Ruby or I'll get hurt!"

"Sorry." The woman said as she went back to her work. Klarion frowned as he started to head to the door.

"WAIT!" Robin yelled as he ran up to the lady, grabbing Klarion as he walked over to her. "You see, my brother Gavin is horribly blind. Our dog Ruby... s-shes all we have left. Are mom and pop got killed in a c-car c-c-crash two months ag-ago. I brought Gav here to try and get him to feel better, he and ma... they were close." Robin lied as he even pretended to start tearing up a bit.

The woman was crying as she led the boys and the dog to a booth, not even getting mad about Teekl jumping on the seat to place her head in Klarions lap. As the woman walked away, Klarion looked at Robin with shock. "Where did that sob story come from?" he asked as he ordered drinks (Making sure to ask his dear brother for help on what it said).

"Well," Robin said as he smiled at the witch. "I myself come from a rough background, it doesn't take much to come up with one on the spot." Robin explained as he ordered the two boys there dinners, as well as some ground beef for 'Ruby'.

"Well I'm impressed, bird boy! And here I thought that humans were all idiots and suckers." Klarion said as he petted the large mutt.

Robin smiled as there food was brought to them, as soon as the waiter left, he whispered. "Well I'm no ordinary human, if you haven't noticed."

Klarion smiled as the two boys dug into there meals, each exchanging past story's from missions and of other dimensions. After two hours, the pair went back to the apartment with there dog as they changed back to there normal clothes, well two of them at least.

"Thanks again for dinner, witch kid!" Robin said as he smiled up at the older (And taller) boy with a feeling of gratitude.

Klarion smiled back as he opened a portal. "Lets hang out again sometime, bird boy." He said as he and his familiar disappeared in a glow of black magic, instantly disappearing into thin air.

"Yeah, we should." Robin repeated as he stretched with a loud yawn, he should get some sleep.

Little did the boy wonder know, but a dark shadow would soon become known and test the child's skills and faith.

A/N: I'm just going to let you guys know, I really like Klarion in Young Justice, so I'm just going to be using him in this sometimes as a friend of Robins. Also, Scarface is a villain that I made up, not Two-Face before anyone asks me that. Please R&R!

~Supercasey