Second Chances

DarkWarlord

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans they are the copyrighted material of DC Comics.

To avoid confusion of any sort, Robin is Deathwing, he may be referred to as Wing or Deathwing, Starfire is SinFire, she may be called Star, or simply Sin-on to the story

Chapter 6: On the Wings of Death

Raven watched the slumbering form of Beast Boy, steadily breathing, resting after crying for hours, at Robin's fall from grace. She sighed heavily, her head hurt and she was angry at herself for drinking at a time where her friends were counting on her. She crossed her legs and began to chant, "Azarath, Metreone, Zinthos…"

Cyborg walked slowly up to the front door to Titans Tower, placing his hand on the scanner he waited patiently for the door to open. Unconsciously he looked down at the sleeping girl in his arms; she tightly clutched her teddy to her chest. He felt truly sorry for the young girl, not only did he feel sorry, he felt partially responsible, because he was unable to talk Robin down from the ledge of insanity. Rain lightly began to fall, quickly it changed to a full out storm, and Cyborg was happy to enter the tower when the door finally opened. He would have to stop Robin and Starfire, even though they were two of his truest friends, he would have to fight them, and bring them to justice.

Beast Boy awakened from his sleep groggily. He stretched and looked around. Raven was meditating and there was no sign of Cyborg or Starfire, no way of knowing if they had been able to save Robin from himself. He was about to go back to sleep when the sound of the elevator caught his ear, turning around he smiled, knowing it could only be Cy, and Beast Boy hoped he brought good news, 'well, either way it's going to be bad news…' Raven looked over at the elevator and felt out with her mind, ANGER and SORROW from Cyborg, and HATRED from his new companion. Quietly she moved to her feet and floated over behind Beast Boy and draped her arms around him.

The Doors opened. Beast Boy looked at Cyborg and then at the girl, "Ok dude, who is that? And where is Star?" there was anxiety in his voice. 'FEAR and APPREHENSION' Raven used her powers to soothe him slightly. He must have known what was happening because he looked back at her with eyes full of fear, but he did not resist.

"Her name in Jenny Redding. She's going to be staying with us for awhile." She stirred slightly but did not wake, "I'll be back in a sec. I'm just going to put her to bed. Terra's old room fine?" Raven nodded, and Beast Boy remained silent. After Cyborg left Beast Boy turned to Raven and looked her straight in the eye, "Robin killed that girl's parents, didn't he." it was not a question. "Well, yes and no…" she looked down but Beast Boy's hand gently but stern brought her face to face again. "Robin killed Robert Redding, and Star…Starfire killed the girl's mother, Martha. It turned out that it was her idea to hire Agent to murder Robin's family."

He was speechless, tears started to form in his eyes but he pushed them back, this surprised Raven. He stood up to his full height and looked down at Raven, who was sitting on the couch, her eye's wide; he looked quite imposing from her angle. She looked him in the eye, "Are the Titans finished Raven?" She thought for many moments, and came to only one conclusion.

"Without Robin's leadership and Starfire's lightheartedness to hold us together, yes. " Her words hit him with the force of a hundred bricks, "But that doesn't mean that-" but he was already leaving for his room. For the first time in ages, Raven cried.

Beast Boy walked angrily through the door leading to the roof, slamming the door behind him he fell to his knees. With his fists clenched he punched the ground repeatedly. After he had released some of his anger and frustration, Beast Boy walked up to the edge and looked out over the ocean, deep in thought, he never heard the figure walk up behind him.

"Beast Boy." his surprise was complete, he almost fell over the edge, saving himself only by flailing his arms and leaning towards the tower, thus falling back on his butt. He got up and rubbed his rear, "Dude that was so uncool." But when he looked over at the speaker who had scared the living crap out of him a moment before he was at a loss for words. "Rob…Robin?" He was wearing a strange outfit, black and red, with a scary mask.

"They need you right now Beast Boy. The Titans will fall apart without proper leadership, its time for you to lead them." Beast Boy looked at the former boy wonder in shock. "Dude, I can't let you just wander around, you've killed people Rob. And what do you think you've done to that little girl? The same thing they did to you!"

"Your right BB, but it had to be done." he looked sad at this last statement, Beast Boy was incredulous. "Had to be done? No you had control, you could have just turned them in to the police you know." "And risk them getting off? Well maybe you're right about that too, but what's done is done, I'm not proud of it, but that's the way it is friend." He looked at Beast Boy hard, "You'll do fine as the new leader." He walked over to the edge of the building, "oh, and one more thing, my name's not Robin anymore BB, its Deathwing." and then he jumped.

Beast Boy looked over the ledge and to his shock saw no one. "Your right Wing, but how long will you wait until she takes the revenge that will also 'have to be done'?" he shook his head and walked through the door.

Far away, in an abandoned warehouse…

Star looked over at her lover, he was typing furiously at his laptop, looking for their next target. She sighed sadly, she truly felt sorry for him, he had given up all his ideals, his friends and his way of life in a moment of passion. He was coping well though.

"I found him Star, he's in the old clock tower in Jump City, and we can leave tomorrow morning." He looked over his shoulder, "that alright with you?" she smiled, then she seductively walked into the bedroom. He looked relieved, and slowly brought his hand up to his face so he could remove the mask. His hand shook as it neared the mask, but with a deep breath he reached up and peeled the mask away. 'I can't tell her, it would just worry her…' he smiled to himself, knowing what was in store for him in the bedroom.

Jump City, the next evening…

Slade sat in his throne, things couldn't have gone better. In fact he wished he had thought of it. Robin had turned to the dark side, the Titans were on the verge of disbanding and his criminal empire was growing quickly. "Ah, Mr. Ziabach…how much trouble you've caused so many little families." in his hand was Darkk Agent's mask, tattered and torn in several places, the mask also had a long cut along the throat guard.

His brooding was interrupted however by a slight breeze blowing through his lair. His eye narrowed, "Welcome, Robin." There was no noise except for the breeze blowing a few papers around; Slade snapped his fingers and two of his robot guards appeared from the shadows. "Seek and destroy." They silently pulled out their guns and began to search the throne room. They found nothing, one was about to turn back to its master, but unfortunately for the poor robot, he came too close to the shadows.

Slade watched with mild fascination as a blade severed the head of his robot, the other robot turned and fired, but it only hit its dead partner. Slade saw out of the corner of his eye, a flash of green and then his other robot exploded into a million pieces. Under his mask Slade smiled. "Welcome to the dark side Robin." He snapped his fingers and hundreds of light came on, eliminating the shadows and revealing SinFire and Deathwing.

"That's an interesting outfit Robin, and that's quite fetching my dear." Slade had to admit, he like the alien's tight pink leather ninja outfit. Slade watched as she slowly floated down behind him, and was even more interested in Robin. He was hanging on a completely flat wall, after looking at Slade for a moment he leaped from his perch and landed splendidly. "Now Robin, it's not polite to just drop in like this. Didn't your parents ever teach you manners? Oh, that's right," he lifted Zibach's mask. "I believe he had something to do with that." The mask fell to the floor and Star's eyes narrowed.

But a grim smile crossed Deathwing's face, "Sorry Slade, the names not Robin anymore, now I'm Deathwing." His Kamas flew into his hands and he twirled them for a moment before bringing them to a stop. "Terminator Slade, you have committed many crimes, the wings of death await to carry you to hell!" Deathwing and Sinfire leaped into action, hurling star bolts and viciously attacking the two made a fearsome pair. But Slade wasn't going to go down easily, as soon as he heard the first shot he rolled out of the way, and threw an exploding disk at the alien.

Star saw the disk coming and shot a bolt at it, destroying it completely, but she had made one small error, and she was still caught up in the explosion. Death Wing watched in horror as she plummeted to the ground, he watched her for a moment and seeing that she was still breathing went on the offensive. He leaped at Slade, who had pulled out his staff and to Wing's surprise, shot a powerful laser out of the end, tossing Wing across the room and into the wall he started out on, leaving a large dent in the wall. Slade walked up to Death Wing, but he kept a distance of about ten feet. "Now Robin." He looked down at the youth, "Deathwing. Join me, become my apprentice." Deathwing's answer was to spit at Slade, leaving a wet trail on the black side of his mask, he started to stand.

Slade wiped the saliva off his mask and punched Wing as he tried to stand, "You inconsiderate ingrate. I offer you all my knowledge, all my power and you spit it back in my face. Very well I'll offer only once more. This is my world my boy, you don't stand a chance. You killed Agent because he let you; you killed that blob Redding because he was a weakling and a coward. But if you think you can kill me, guess again my son." Infuriated Deathwing launched himself at Slade.

"My father is dead, Zibach and Redding killed him. How dare you claim to be my father, YOU SON OF BITCH!" He brought his Kamas down in what was to be the killing stroke, but Slade's staff was out and stabbed Wing in the Gut, causing him to double over in pain. As he lay on the floor, his mouth open in a silent scream and his eyes wide in pain, Slade turned around to see that the alien was still unconscious, then nodding to himself the removed his mask.

Wing looked up and to his horror saw the face of the man he once called father. Half his face was crushed, the rest was just as it had been eight years ago. "Come my son, there is much to be done." Slade reached out to help his son up. Tears flowed freely from Deathwing's eyes. "Fa…father, but how, you, you died! They killed you! You died with Mom and James." Slade shook his head, "I survived, it turns out I have a few special powers, regeneration being one of them," he reached up to the crushed section of his face and rubbed it. "But it would appear that some injuries are beyond my even my formidable powers."

Deathwing stared dumbfounded at his father, his nemesis… Anger suddenly overtook Wing, "if you've been alive all this time, why did you leave me alone?" he stood to his feet without help. "My boy, I went back to the circus as soon as I woke up in the morgue. But when I arrived at the trailer, no one was there. I sought out Redding but before I entered I heard him and his bitch of a wife talking, talking about you.

"'What will happen to the boy?" Martha had asked with passing interest, "he will become a ward of Mr. Bruce Wayne." "a pity, for someone like him to be brought up with all that money… ah well, that Agent fellow did his job without a hitch, the fee was worth it. The circus is saved and the Greysons are dead.' she had laughed. Laughed at what happened to us. So I went to find you at Wayne manner, I was going to break you out. I had climbed up to your bedroom window and was about to break in when I saw my own face. I knew that that you would be scared and would probably be scared for life if I tried to take you away, so I left and traveled the world. I traveled the world building my criminal empire."

"But why?" Wing looked up at the man whose name was once Jonathan Greyson with pure confusion, before the accident his father had been bent on justice and doing right. "I knew that I couldn't provide for you like Wayne, so I made sure I could in the future. That was when I sought you out. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that my son was Robin, the leader of the Teen Titans. And instead of abandoning my plans I changed them. Instead of merely giving you my empire, I would train you as my apprentice, giving you all my knowledge, all my power. Which is considerable."

Star had woken a few minutes ago and was surprised that her lover was crying and even more surprised when he hugged Slade. But nothing could have prepared her for what he said next, "Father." 'This must be a trick! Slade is not Dick's father?! She pushed herself to a sitting position, "My Love!" Death Wing looked over at Star, "This must be a trick, Redding killed your father," She watched as Slade turned towards her, his one eye burning into her very soul. She was shocked at the resemblance, except for the scared face, Slade and Wing looked like copies.

"No Star, he is my father, he survived." he had been crying and wiped his eyes. "Come my son, it is time we made our leave." He replaced his mask. Wing nodded and reached for Star, "Let's go my love." She was reaching for his hand and whispered, "Love, have you forgotten what he was done, to us, to our friends? To Terra?" She looked at him, "no Star, but I think I can learn to forgive him."

"No." The couple looked back at Slade, "the girl stays, think of this as a father and son bonding thing. Come, we're leaving." Wing looked into his father's eye, "not without her." Slade sighed, "I'm sorry son, but your whore can't come with us." Wing shook with anger, "No one, not even my own father, calls my shining star a whore," his Kamas were in his hands, Slade took out his staff.

"It's a shame it has to come to blows between us son. But if we must we must." They clashed, Death Wing's Kamas were a blur, attacking Slade at impossible angles, but Slade's staff was there to thwart the attacks. Star watched with a sense of awe, even her eyes could not follow all of the attacks, just blurred shapes. After many minutes the two broke off their melee. There were long scratches on Slade's mask and Wing's uniform was torn in many places, in fact one of the sleeves was completely off, and Star could clearly see a serpent on his bare arm.

"That's an interesting tattoo. I don't think your mother would approve, but James would think it fitting I think." "it's not a tattoo," Wing snarled, "it's a bruise." Slade cocked his head, "I have seen many bruises in my time, and I have never seen one like that." Wing charged. Slade secretly took a small tazer out of his utility belt and was ready to knock out his son. But he never got the chance, Star had seen what he had done and had rushed him.

Wing didn't know what happened, one second Slade was there, and the next he was gone in a blaze of green heat. Looking up he saw Star hovering above the spot, smiling. But he was angry, he had to deal with his father, she had no right to do that. She floated down to his position and smiled at him. "We did it!" she squealed and threw her arms around Wing's neck and planted a fiery kiss on his lips. He returned the kiss and broke a moment later. He looked into her eyes and decided that he wasn't angry anymore, (Now I ask you, who could stay angry at Starfire? Honestly?) but he did sigh in disappointment.

"What is wrong? Have I displeased you?" She blinked, 'damn, she's too damn cute…' "no Star, I'm fine." a thought crossed his mind, "did you kill him." she looked up thoughtfully and shrugged. The two turned and saw not the body of Slade, but a large hole in the ground, and a note.

Dear Richard,

I'm sorry it had to be this way but that's life.

I'll leave you be for now, I'll just have to find a new apprentice.

Take care,

-SLADE

Ps. This isn't over girl

He crumpled the note in his hands and dropped it to the floor, "Come my love, it is time we took our leave." she leaned on his shoulder, and in a puff of smoke they were gone.

More problems for our teens. Not to worry though, things might turn out alright in the end, I haven't quite decided yet.

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