Sorry that it took me almost a year to update, I've been busy. Hope you all enjoy.

Robin was sitting in the main room of Titan Tower, exhausted. The last four days had been nothing but fighting for him and his friends, or who was left of them. Ever since Slade had hired the Death Watch, the Titans had lost pretty much every battle they had fought against the Watch. Sure there had been one exception, in Slade's own HQ, the only battle that had been fought when the Titans had wanted it to be fought. As Robin picked up a sizeable chunk of the door, his mind wandered to Starfire and Beast Boy, who were both critical in the hospital. That scum, Meltdown, had shot a napalm grenade into Beast Boy's leg, burning Star's arm in the process. Terra had lost about half a foot of her hair, and Raven had three bad burns on her left hand. Two others, Goth and Blackfire, had not been as lucky. Goth had a bone sword wedged between his ribs, curtsey of Necros, one of the Watch assassins. They had been unable to find any remains of Blackfire, but a pile of ashes left them all with grim thoughts of her fait. Speedy and Aqua lad came in, and they dragged with them the remains of the T.V. "Who's left?" Robin thought to himself, mentally counting the remaining Titans. "Raven, Terra, Speedy, Aqua Lad, himself, Starfire, Beast Boy. Were they all that were left? Two more then when we started, but still, Hot Spot, Wildebeest, Impulse, Blackfire, Super Boy, Wonder Girl, Goth, and Cyborg. We lost as many as we have now, and with Star and BB critical, our odds don't look good." As he finished this thought, the Tower alarm went off. As remaining titans readied themselves for battle, Shield walked in through the front door. He was holding a package over his shoulder, and his gun was holstered. As he walked in, he saw most of the titans standing in his way.

"Look, I'm not here to fight, I'm only here to deliver a message, one that you very well be interested in."

"We don't want to hear it!" Robin said back, before drawing his Bo-staff.

"Well then lucky for me I have a little collateral. Either listen to you're my message or your girl friend and the green one die right now, and everyone in the hospital with them." Robins cool demeanor faded, and he dropped his head in defeat.

"What's the message?" With that, Shield straightened up and tossed a roll of paper over to Robin, who caught it and read it aloud. "Look, I'm getting bored with you, Titans, and I guess that you would like to get revenge on us, so here's my terms. Robin vs. Me, no member of either team can interfere. Nine o'clock, tomorrow, a place of your choosing. No weapons If Robin wins, we clear out and don't bother you for another year, if you lose, he, BB and Starfire are dead, and then we clear out. Either way, Terra, Raven, Speedy, and Aqua Lad are all still here. Give your answer to Shield." Robin read aloud, trying to see the other Titan's reaction. Most of them had a surprised look on their face.

"Why would Marksman set something like this up? He currently has the upper hand; it just doesn't make any sense."

"Lets just say Marksman can get bored with anything. Your answer?"

"Tell Marksman that I accept!"

"Good, and Terra, Slade sent you an e-mail, here's a hard copy, since we're not allowing anything in or out of the tower." With that, Shield tossed another roll of paper to Terra, and walked out of the tower."

"What the hell did he mean from Slade?" Robin wondered, before turning his attention to Terra. "Why is Slade sending you emails? Terra looked just as puzzled and pulled open the letter. She stared at it for a minute, and then cracked up.

"Its just junk mail about Slade and how he's really a guy named bob. Completely random." Robin smiled, relieved.

"Well now that that's settled" Raven said "What were you thinking, going up against Marksman?"

"Marksman is what his name says he is, a Marksman, there are no weapons in the fight, so there for, I should be able to defeat him." Shield poked his head in the door, a smile on his face. "If your depending on your physical fighting skills against Marksman, then you are doomed, Marksman has muscled his way past thirty armed soldiers in Lebanon once, that was funny, the guys all got punched out and then shot, it was funny. Robin's cockiness disappeared, but before anything else could be said, Shield walked out the door, whistling to himself.

"Well, that throws a wrench into your strategy doesn't it"? Raven said, adapting her normal monotone. "And now there's nothing we can do about it." With that, she turned back to moving parts of wreckage with her powers. Robin threw the last of the wreckage out the door, before walking into the gym, which was widely untouched. Pulling a staff of the rack, he walked up to the control booth, and punched in the codes for his Anti-Slade workout. After a minute, one of the doors exploded, and a number of robots designed to look like Slade's bots burst out, spraying gunfire at him. Running forward, he flipped over one of the blasts and slammed his staff into the robot's head, shattering it. Before he landed, he threw a bird-rang, which cut the head off two additional robots. He continued, until all but one of the robots was broken, the one that had a Slade face on it. Dropping his weapons he engaged the Slade-bot in hand-to-hand combat, eventually beating it to the point of submission. With that, he punched down, breaking the Bot's neck. A shock ran through Robin's body, momentarily stunning him. As he stepped back, the Bot exploded, knocking him into the wall. Robin looked at the scorched remains of the bot, and saw that its head was still rolling across the floor, its mask burn off. As he watched, Slade's face appeared on the screen, where it would normally play the message "Better luck next time." This time, however, the message was different "Robin, have you decided on where we are to fight?" With that, Slade pulled off his mask to revel Marksman's face. "No, I'm not really Slade, just wondering if you had the place picked out for our fight?"

"Not yet, you have to give me more then ten minutes to think about it."

"Well hurry up, or else I might have to tell Meltdown to just nuke the entir-" Marksman was cut off as Robin dropkicked the head into a ceiling. The resulting explosion blew a hole through the roof, sending a small pile of debris down onto the floor. Robin swore loudly, before grabbing a few of the larger rocks and pulling them to the door. As he sifted through the wreckage, he noticed a large tuff of black hair.

"That's weird" Robin said aloud, and he tried to tug the hair free. He was rewarded with a human sounding groan, and some of the wreckage shifted. He tugged harder, and unexpectedly, a blast of energy hit him in the face. He fell back, and pulled one of his electro-disks. Before he could throw it though, his would be assailant fell to the ground. Suspecting a trap, he cautiously approached her, disk and staff at the ready. As he reached her, he finally noticed who it was. "Blackfire?" There was no answer, as her body was lying on the ground, badly burnt, and with her right arm bent an odd angle. Robin bent down and pulled her out of the wreckage, before pressing on his communicator. "Speedy, get an ambulance, hurry" He yelled, then placed Blackfire on the ground in front of him. A few minutes later, the paramedics came down the stairs and brought Blackfire a hospital. Robin walked back up stairs, still thinking of where Marksman and him could fight.

"Why don't you guys fight in a public place, that way there's more of a chance that some one will get scared and call the cops."? Speedy chimed in, while shoving a load of plaster out the door.

"Yeah, but there's also a higher chance of some innocent person getting hurt during our fight, Marksman wouldn't care if he broke a mans spine because the man was in his way."

"Robin, I've been reviewing that disk that Shield left here. On almost all of his assassination jobs, only the target, and his or her guards has be killed or even hurt. There were one or two that the parameters of the job were vague enough that a bomb set in the middle of the street would have accomplished it. I think that a place like a school or an office building would be good for the fight." Raven said, stepping away from the computer, which still revealing the file. Robin walked over and examined it.

"Your right. Any idea of a place like that?"

"There's a school on thirty third street, I'm pretty sure that they'll be having a field trip tomorrow." Terra said, walking into the room.

"How do you know that?" Robin asked puzzled.

"It was on the town channel, I happened to flip by it while trying to find Sports Center."

"Oh, well Raven, send Marksman the location."

"Ok." Raven turned and typed the message, then sent it.

"And I want you four at the school during the fight." Robin said, before walking out of the room. It took a few seconds for what he said to sink in, and then everyone turned and looked at him.

"You can't be serious!" Terra shouted, "Did you forget what happened the last time we fought that guy?" Robin turned and stared at her.

"No, I didn't. This way, if worse comes to worse; we at least have a back up plan. My decision is final" With that, he walked out of the room, leaving the others to simplify stand there, open mouthed in disbelief.

The rest of the day, and most of the next morning passed all to quickly for Robin, as he was still preparing himself for the fight between him and Marksman. When he finally awoke, it was 8:30. He went out to the garage and hopped on to the R-cycle, and drove off. Since the T-can wasn't in the garage, he assumed that the others we already there. It took him about three minutes to reach the school. As soon as he arrived, Marksman flipped down from the roof, knife in hand. Pulling his Bo-staff, he jumped of the R-cycle.

"Relax bird boy, I just wanted to make sure you weren't gonna show up with a mass of cops." Marksman yelled, before tossing the knife over his shoulder. He pulled off his trench coat, tossing it to where the knife had landed. "There, unarmed." He yelled, and with that, he walked into the school building. Robin pulled of his belt, undid his cape, and draped them over the seat of the R-cycle. Cautiously, he followed Marksman into the building, expecting an immediate attack. Once he was fully inside the building, he looked around, and not seeing Marksman, continued to slowly walk down the hallway. With out warning, a loud sound pierced the air, causing Robin to jump. "Welcome to WHM Robin, I hope you enjoy your stay. Now come and find me!" Marksman's voice echoed, and the intercom shut off. Robin sprinted down the hallway, and reached the office, only to find the door open, and the sound of footsteps running the other way. Following them, he ran up the stairs and down another hallway. He came to another stairwell and ran halfway up, till he came to landing. He once again looked around, and not seeing anything continued up the stairs. He got to the top, and peered cautiously around the large doors, seeing an empty hallway on both sides. He steeped into the hallway, and began to walk down it. Silently, Marksman dropped from the roof behind him and began to follow him, carefully staying at least 10 feet behind him.

Robin came to the end of the hallway and stopped. Marksman came slowly snuck up. With out warning, Robin spun around and kicked at Marksman. Marksman ducked under the kick, and charged at Robin. Robin flipped over Marksman and threw a punch at him. Marksman ducked again, so the punch just clipped his ear. Swearing, Marksman backhanded Robin, causing him to fall to the ground. Robin kicked up and swung again, this time, Marksman caught the fist, and gripped down on the hand. Robin felt his bones beginning to break, so he lashed out with his other hand. Marksman caught that punch as well, and smiled. Robin responded by kneeing him in the balls. Marksman fell the ground in pain. Robin rubbed his hands, before picking one leg up and holding it an inch from Marksman's head. "Looks like I win." Robin said, as he brought down his foot. Marksman rolled to the side, and swept his foot back, nailing Robin behind his knee. Marksman jumped up, and punched at Robin's head. Robin tried to pull back, but he moved to late. Marksman's fist collided with his jaw, and he went down, hard. Marksman hoisted Robin over his shoulder, and walked towards the edge of the staircase. He grabbed Robin's head, and angled it towards the floor, where Robin, barely conscious, saw a large button. " See that Robin? That is a detonator. When I throw your unconscious body down there, if I hit it, it will detonate the hospital, and just to tell you, I miss very rarely. Adios Amigo!" With that, Marksman punched Robin in the face, and then threw him down towards the bottom of the stairs.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Came a voice from the floor below Marksman. Robin's body was incased in black, and was seemed to fly onto another floor.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" Marksman shouted, before running down the stairs. He got about halfway down, before a large rock narrowly missed his head. A second later, an arrow shot at him, burying it's self in the wall behind him. The wall exploded, and Marksman was flung off the stairs. A pillar of water surged from underneath him, and he was lifted up, so he was eye level Aqua lad.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Raven called again, and the pillar disappeared, leaving Marksman suspended in the air by Raven's spell. Speedy propped an arrow in his bow, and aimed it at Marksman's throat.

"I shot you before, and it didn't kill you, I won't fail to do it this time." Speedy released his arrow, and it flew true, straight at Marksman's neck. Raven turned her head for a second, not wanting to watch the death that would soon follow. She turned back, just as Marksman's head slumped down. Raven moved him a few feet to the left, so he was not directly over the detonator. With that, she dropped him. The titans waited, but there was no sound of impact. As the titans began to walk away, Aqua Lad stepped over towards the balcony, and looked down. Marksman's body was nowhere to be seen.

"Titans! Marksman I-" His warning was cut short by an arrow that shot threw his neck. As he began to slump to the ground Marksman flipped up from the floor below, landing on the arrow, and gouging it deeper into his neck. "S dead" Marksman finished the sentence in a perfect mimic of Aqua lad's voice, pulling Aqua Lad's corpse from the ground, and beginning to sprint forward.

"Yes Aqua Lad, we got him. Robin will be happy when he regains conscious." Speedy responded, not turning around. As they came to the window at the end of the hallway, Marksman threw the corpse at the window, and slid towards the gap between Raven's legs. He timed it perfectly. Aqua Lad's body hit the wall, and the remaining Titans turned, just as Marksman passed through Raven's legs. Marksman grabbed Raven's head, and slammed her head first through the window. Raven screamed, and dropped to the ground in a disfigured heap. Marksman dove onto the ceiling (it was one of the plaster title ceilings) and crawled forward a few feet. Speedy and Terra whipped around, and still not seeing anyone, looked up. Marksman dropped down, and threw a large piece of the tile into Speedy face.

"Word of advice, when dealing with someone like me, shoot them twice." Marksman flipped over Speedy and grabbed his quiver. He ripped it off, flipped to the broken window, and began hurtling arrows down at Raven's broken body. Terra pulled a giant rock from the playground and sent it flying at Marksman. Marksman jumped over the rock and kicked it into Speedy, who fell like a ton of bricks. Terra tried to hit him with a second rock, but Marksman dodged it and sprinted towards the edge of the stairs. Terra sent two rocks flying at him. He dove onto the railing, and shouted. "You realize that if I have to jump, both Starfire and Beast Boy are going to become extra crispy right?" Terra blinked, then slowly, the rocks dropped. "You also realize that I am going to jump anyways, right?" With that Marksman launched himself from the railing, and began to drop. Terra bolted to the railing just in time to see Marksman land where the detonator had been. Marksman looked down at his feet, to see the detonator was no longer there. Turning, he saw about 30 cops, each one with an M16 pointed straight at his head. "FUCK!" he shouted, putting his hands up. Two darts hit him in the neck and he went down.

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Sorry that this took so long