A/N: This was intended to be part of the prologue, but it didn't fit with the prologue setting. No reviews yet. Read my other fics. Am I the only one who noiticed this, but on Robin's new costume, he had a new mask, too? It had little spiky-things in the corners. Now on with the story! Also, for anyone who has a problem with me, I like evil Robin!!! One paragraph is a hint to a certain ending. I never know ending when I start-only plots. Anyone willing to submit an ending to any of my fics? anyone?
Robin still watched the rest of his old team sometimes. He had planted cameras inside their headquarters, the Tower. They had given up searching for him a long time ago. Starfire still flew over the city sometimes, hoping to catch a glimpse of his face in the crowd. He wondered how she would react if she could see him now, if she knew what he was doing, where he had been the past two years, what he had done, what he had become.
Robin had changed a lot since he first came here. He was now seventeen years old. He had grown taller, and he now wore his hair softly draped down, and over his face, instead of spiked up so high, with too much gel. One really couldn't recognize him with just a picture from his days with Batman, or even with the Teen Titans. His new costume had also changed. It now included a laser on his hand (like in the episode part 2), and a cape just like on his old costume, the same length too, except it was burnt orange, like his new costume, on the inside, and black on the outside. His sweet smile had become an evil smirk, and the eyes behind his mask had become colder, eviler.
He had also changed emotionally. He used to hate Slade, because Slade would always compare Robin to himself. Robin was infuriated by this because he had the mind of a hero. He didn't want to have anything in common with a villain. However, after about a month being Slade's apprentice, he realized that this infuriated him because he knew it was true. He learned to give in to his inner evilness, and left the hero in him behind. Sometimes, that hero would catch up to him, and lecture him internally on how awful what he was doing was, and the evils of what he had done with his life. When that would happen, he would just shake it off and keep going with his life.
When he had first come to Slade's hideout, he envied his old friends. Their free lifestyle, the way they saved people all the time. Now, he realized that this lifestyle was much better, and actually more free. Heroes have to go out and protect people all the time, if they're in the middle of something, they just have to drop it and go at a moment's notice. If a villain planned to do something, they could do that any time they wanted to, unless their plan required them to do it right away, in which case the would want to do this thing. It was much easier to live this way.
Robin smiled to himself. He looked around. He really had learned to like it here. He had come to know this hideout as his home. He was happy here.
It had taken Robin a few days to get used to being in charge. In his mind, he still considered the hideout Slade's hideout. "It's mine now" he reminded himself. "All mine.". He looked around, smiling. In all of his life, he never believed that his destiny would lead him here. However, he was happier about it than he ever believed he could be about this kind of destiny. If someone had told him that this would happen to him, and he'd be happy about it, two years ago, he would have never believed them. Come to think about it, he probably would have punched them in the face. That certainly had changed about him.
He sometimes wondered what made Slade want Robin as his apprentice. He knew it was because he had great fighting skill, but that couldn't be all. He had heard of a terrorist who had a niece with fighting skill greater than his, a genius IQ, and fluent in five languages, and sold clones of her. Why couldn't Slade just get someone else? It had to have been something more. He knew it.
He also wondered what Slade's real plan was. That had never been revealed to him. The usual things, such as being rich, and world domination, just didn't seem like Slade. This bothered him. How was he supposed to continue with this plan if he didn't even know what it was? He could go with what Slade had been telling him about recently...stealing some high-tech machinery from some nearby factory, building some advance to his robots, a lot more than ever really before, Robin realized. Had Slade known about this beforehand, and had been preparing Robin for it? Robin decided he would make it his first plan to find out Slade's plan.
Slade had told him all about this machinery...where it would be located, the security features guarding it, special precautions in handling it...All Robin needed to do was just press a few buttons, and a robot was off to get it. Robin smirked. Man, this job is easy!
The robot arrived at the factory a mere five minutes later, thanks to the jet packs on it's feet. It carefully snuck in to the high-security room, reached out, and stole the small machine. Robin watched this through the camera on the screen behind the robot's mask. If one were to remove the mask o the face of the robot, they would not see a face, but rather a screen. On the screen would be Robin, sitting in the great stone chair, watching all of this from the safety of his secret hideout. His secret hideout. Just knowing that this would become his life from now on was enough to make him smile.
Just then, he heard a crash coming from behind the robot, through it's microphones. Robin twirled the joystick, making the robot turn around. "Uh-oh" Robin thought to himself (I know, doesn't sound like a criminal mastermind, but still...) Standing in the light of the streetlights from outside, in a familliar formation, were Robin's former friends, the Teen Titans.
"Titans! Go!" yelled Cyborg, in the same way Robin used to back in his days with the Titans. Then, they attacked. Robin was skilled at controling the robot in combat. He had done this many times against his training bots, which even he couldn't defeat on hard level.
However, he had only sent out one robot, and there were four Teen Titans. They tackled the robot within five minutes. They held it down on the ground. Robin knew what came next. He had done this numerous times himself. They would remove the robot's mask.
Robin wasn't nervous. He had seen the Titans changing over the years. Why shouldn't they see the new Robin? he sat back in his chair and waited for them to remove the mask.
Starfire stepped to the center of them. She knew there was going to be a screen behind the mask, and not a person, however, she expected Slade to be on the screen, not her old teammate. She held the mask in her hand, her palm covering Robin's vision through the screen. When she pulled it off however, her bface was clearly visible, and her expression was clearly recognizable.
The other three Titans looked confused
"What the-?" exclamed Cyborg.
"You're not Slade!" demanded Raven.
"Who are you?" Questioned Beast Boy.
Robin knew they all knew inside. They just didn't want it to be true.
"Don't tell me you don't remember me." Robin said in that calm, well-rehearsed voice he had come to always use. His tone was different, but all of the Titans clearly remembered his voice. Three of them gasped, however, Starfire remained as she was, a look of hurt shock on her face.
"Robin?"Raven questioned.
"Where have you been?"
"What have you been doing for two years?"
"What's with the new look?"
Questions came at him by the truckload. He had anticipated this, of course. He answered them all by a simple gesture-his trademark smirk. They were all shocked speechless.
"You-you're a villain now?" asked Beast Boy, a confused look on his face.
"Depends how you define villain." Robin responded, stll calm and collected."By your definitions, I guess I'd say yes."
Starfire finally spoke. "H-how? W-why?W-what do you mean-"
"Cut the crap!" Beast Boy exclaimed. "Are you working for Slade or not?"
The other Titans stared at him. They knew how Robin felt about Slade. Or at least how he used to feel. "Actually,"replied Robin, stealing the Titans' stares. "I was, but he left today, leaving me in charge around here." He smirked. "That means I can do this." he said, shutting off the scren on the robot, leaving it there, on the floor, lifeless, a useless scrap of metal.
A/N: I think that was the longest chapter I've ever written! Please review, and read my other fics, none of which are as good as this!
Robin still watched the rest of his old team sometimes. He had planted cameras inside their headquarters, the Tower. They had given up searching for him a long time ago. Starfire still flew over the city sometimes, hoping to catch a glimpse of his face in the crowd. He wondered how she would react if she could see him now, if she knew what he was doing, where he had been the past two years, what he had done, what he had become.
Robin had changed a lot since he first came here. He was now seventeen years old. He had grown taller, and he now wore his hair softly draped down, and over his face, instead of spiked up so high, with too much gel. One really couldn't recognize him with just a picture from his days with Batman, or even with the Teen Titans. His new costume had also changed. It now included a laser on his hand (like in the episode part 2), and a cape just like on his old costume, the same length too, except it was burnt orange, like his new costume, on the inside, and black on the outside. His sweet smile had become an evil smirk, and the eyes behind his mask had become colder, eviler.
He had also changed emotionally. He used to hate Slade, because Slade would always compare Robin to himself. Robin was infuriated by this because he had the mind of a hero. He didn't want to have anything in common with a villain. However, after about a month being Slade's apprentice, he realized that this infuriated him because he knew it was true. He learned to give in to his inner evilness, and left the hero in him behind. Sometimes, that hero would catch up to him, and lecture him internally on how awful what he was doing was, and the evils of what he had done with his life. When that would happen, he would just shake it off and keep going with his life.
When he had first come to Slade's hideout, he envied his old friends. Their free lifestyle, the way they saved people all the time. Now, he realized that this lifestyle was much better, and actually more free. Heroes have to go out and protect people all the time, if they're in the middle of something, they just have to drop it and go at a moment's notice. If a villain planned to do something, they could do that any time they wanted to, unless their plan required them to do it right away, in which case the would want to do this thing. It was much easier to live this way.
Robin smiled to himself. He looked around. He really had learned to like it here. He had come to know this hideout as his home. He was happy here.
It had taken Robin a few days to get used to being in charge. In his mind, he still considered the hideout Slade's hideout. "It's mine now" he reminded himself. "All mine.". He looked around, smiling. In all of his life, he never believed that his destiny would lead him here. However, he was happier about it than he ever believed he could be about this kind of destiny. If someone had told him that this would happen to him, and he'd be happy about it, two years ago, he would have never believed them. Come to think about it, he probably would have punched them in the face. That certainly had changed about him.
He sometimes wondered what made Slade want Robin as his apprentice. He knew it was because he had great fighting skill, but that couldn't be all. He had heard of a terrorist who had a niece with fighting skill greater than his, a genius IQ, and fluent in five languages, and sold clones of her. Why couldn't Slade just get someone else? It had to have been something more. He knew it.
He also wondered what Slade's real plan was. That had never been revealed to him. The usual things, such as being rich, and world domination, just didn't seem like Slade. This bothered him. How was he supposed to continue with this plan if he didn't even know what it was? He could go with what Slade had been telling him about recently...stealing some high-tech machinery from some nearby factory, building some advance to his robots, a lot more than ever really before, Robin realized. Had Slade known about this beforehand, and had been preparing Robin for it? Robin decided he would make it his first plan to find out Slade's plan.
Slade had told him all about this machinery...where it would be located, the security features guarding it, special precautions in handling it...All Robin needed to do was just press a few buttons, and a robot was off to get it. Robin smirked. Man, this job is easy!
The robot arrived at the factory a mere five minutes later, thanks to the jet packs on it's feet. It carefully snuck in to the high-security room, reached out, and stole the small machine. Robin watched this through the camera on the screen behind the robot's mask. If one were to remove the mask o the face of the robot, they would not see a face, but rather a screen. On the screen would be Robin, sitting in the great stone chair, watching all of this from the safety of his secret hideout. His secret hideout. Just knowing that this would become his life from now on was enough to make him smile.
Just then, he heard a crash coming from behind the robot, through it's microphones. Robin twirled the joystick, making the robot turn around. "Uh-oh" Robin thought to himself (I know, doesn't sound like a criminal mastermind, but still...) Standing in the light of the streetlights from outside, in a familliar formation, were Robin's former friends, the Teen Titans.
"Titans! Go!" yelled Cyborg, in the same way Robin used to back in his days with the Titans. Then, they attacked. Robin was skilled at controling the robot in combat. He had done this many times against his training bots, which even he couldn't defeat on hard level.
However, he had only sent out one robot, and there were four Teen Titans. They tackled the robot within five minutes. They held it down on the ground. Robin knew what came next. He had done this numerous times himself. They would remove the robot's mask.
Robin wasn't nervous. He had seen the Titans changing over the years. Why shouldn't they see the new Robin? he sat back in his chair and waited for them to remove the mask.
Starfire stepped to the center of them. She knew there was going to be a screen behind the mask, and not a person, however, she expected Slade to be on the screen, not her old teammate. She held the mask in her hand, her palm covering Robin's vision through the screen. When she pulled it off however, her bface was clearly visible, and her expression was clearly recognizable.
The other three Titans looked confused
"What the-?" exclamed Cyborg.
"You're not Slade!" demanded Raven.
"Who are you?" Questioned Beast Boy.
Robin knew they all knew inside. They just didn't want it to be true.
"Don't tell me you don't remember me." Robin said in that calm, well-rehearsed voice he had come to always use. His tone was different, but all of the Titans clearly remembered his voice. Three of them gasped, however, Starfire remained as she was, a look of hurt shock on her face.
"Robin?"Raven questioned.
"Where have you been?"
"What have you been doing for two years?"
"What's with the new look?"
Questions came at him by the truckload. He had anticipated this, of course. He answered them all by a simple gesture-his trademark smirk. They were all shocked speechless.
"You-you're a villain now?" asked Beast Boy, a confused look on his face.
"Depends how you define villain." Robin responded, stll calm and collected."By your definitions, I guess I'd say yes."
Starfire finally spoke. "H-how? W-why?W-what do you mean-"
"Cut the crap!" Beast Boy exclaimed. "Are you working for Slade or not?"
The other Titans stared at him. They knew how Robin felt about Slade. Or at least how he used to feel. "Actually,"replied Robin, stealing the Titans' stares. "I was, but he left today, leaving me in charge around here." He smirked. "That means I can do this." he said, shutting off the scren on the robot, leaving it there, on the floor, lifeless, a useless scrap of metal.
A/N: I think that was the longest chapter I've ever written! Please review, and read my other fics, none of which are as good as this!