DISCALIMER: I own nothing. Nada. Not The Teen Titans, not Batman. None of it's mine except the story line, and I'm not making any money from this, it's all for fun...(I think that's everything...).
SUMMARY: When an old enemy of Robin's comes to town, so does Batman. The Titans learn of Robin's past, and much more... but what about his future?
NOTE: Thank you for reviewing!
Just to re-confirm, this Robin IS Dick Grayson, just with a higitly-pigelty past. Everyone knows this Robin (the one in the cartoon!) is meant to be good ol' Dick Grayson! I mean, come on!
1) He become's Nightwing
2) These are meant to be the first Teen Titans, and their Robin was Dick Grayson.
3) Larry's real name was 'Nosyarg Kcik". Read it backwards... ; )
So just pretend Tim Drake never happened, and mix there pasts together a little, and...voile! You get my Dick Grayson (which is basically the movie one...lol!). Well, I did warn you I hadn't read the comics in a long time!
In relation to YokoShippo's review, in the film "Batman Forever" (Which, sadly, is where most of my Grayson-Death info is coming from : ( ), Two-Face did indeed kill "The Flying Grayson's", but Batman did NOT kill Two-Face. He threw some coins and, Two-Face trying to catch his own, double headed coin, fell down a well-type thing. You don't know if he died, and Batman, if he did die, technically didn't kill him!
Anyway, Onwads!
A TALE OF TWO CITIES
CHAPTER TWO
The four Titans stared at Robin. "What d'ya mean, back?" Cyborg asked
"What do you think I mean?" Robin asked sarcastically. "He's back."
"But how?" Beastboy asked. "I mean, I though you guys killed him."
"We didn't kill him." Robin said, turning back to face the screen. "He fell." He rested his hands on the console and hung his head. He sighed and closed his eyes, remembering.
"And that guy was working for him?" Cyborg asked. Robin nodded.
"So what happen's now?" Raven asked.
"Yeah, what was that flashy thing that guy had." Beastboy added.
"Nothing." Robin said, not moving. "Batman'll be hear tomorrow. We figure it out then. Catch Two-Face." He shrugged. "And that's that."
"Are you sure you are unharrmed?" Starfire asked. She was worried. That flash, whatever it had been, had killed a man, but left Robin seemingly unscathed and she wondered why. And now, back at the Tower. He wasn't acting himself.
He nodded. "I'm fine." He turned to face them.
"Robin." Raven said, looking at him.
"If you are truly fine," Starfire said, "Then why does your nose bleed?"
"Huh?" Robin said, rasing his hand to his face. When he pulled it away, it was covered in blood. He swore under his breath before leaving the room in the direction of his bedroom.
"You think he's Ok?" Cyborg asked once Robin had gone.
"I guess he's just suprise Two-Face is back." Beastboy said, making his way to the sofa.
"I'm sure he'll be fine." Raven added, following Beastboy.
"He probably just needs a little time on his own." Cyborg said, also sitting on the sofa.
"Then why does he bleed?" Starfire asked, walking across the room to stand by them.
"It just happens to people from time to time, Star." Beastboy said. "Don't worry."
"Yeah," Cyborg added, turning on the TV with the remote. "He's probablly stressed, or worried or something."
Starfire sat down next to Raven. "And this Two-Face is from Gotham City, correct?"
"Yeah." Beastboy said, not looking away from the TV.
"Then why is he after Robin and not Batman?" She asked.
Cyborg looked at her and shrugged. "Dunno. Must have some kinda beef with him."
"Dude, d'ya think it has something to do with Robin's parents?" Beastboy asked, this time turning his attention away from the television to face his friends. "I mean, the guy said something about them, so, y'know?"
Raven closed her book. "I don't think Robin's parent's live in Gotham." She said. "I don't even think Robin's from Gotham."
"Then where is he from?" Starfire asked. "I always believed he was, and that worked there with Batman before he became a Titan?"
"He did." Raven said. "Other than that, I don't know." She looked at Cyborg and Beastboy, both of whom shrugged. Raven too shrugged before returning to her book.
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Robin sat on the edge of his bed, his elbows resting on his knees. His one hand hung uslessly while the other held a pile of tissue to his face. Could it be a coinsidence? Two-Face returning, now this. 'Probably is' he thought to himself. But then, what if it wasn't. He threw the tissue in the bin before replacing it with a new handfull. 'God, how long can a nosebleed last!' He thought. He coughed a little. 'Man, I could really use a drink.' He thought. His throat was so dry and itchy, but he didn't want to go into the kitchen. If he did, they'd see him, and get worried, like they always did. It'd been at least ten minuets already, and the bleeding wasn't showing any signs of stoping.
He remembered he'd bought a bottle of cola into his room a few days ago. He knew he hadn't drank it all, and he couldn't remember throwing it away. He checked under his bed to see if he could spot it. "Bingo." He said to himself when he saw it. He opened it and took a sip. He coughed slightly. "Eurg." It had, unsuprisingly, gone flat. He coughed a little harder. "Great." He said. He coughed again, this time though, he had the feeling he was gonna throw up. He dropped the bottle and the tissue and ran to his bin. Just in time, he knelt over the bin and...
When he was sure he'd finnished he opened his eyes and slumped against the wall. He wipped his mouth on a discarded peice of tissue. As he went to throw it in the bin he noticed it was red. He was about to dismiss it - he was in the middle of a nose bleed after all - when he realised he had a copper like taste in his mouth. "Oh God," He said. He closed his eyes and sighed. It couldn't be happening again. He slowly opened his eyes and looked into the bin. It was full of blood.
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"Grubs up!" Cyborg shouted from the kitchen.
"I'll go get Robin." Beastboy said, making his way towards the door.
"You think he'll come out. He's been in there all day since, well, y'know." Cyborg asked, carring two plates of pizza's over to the sofa.
"He still needs to eat." Beastboy said, leaving the room.
"Do you think he is OK?" Starfire asked, taking a slice of pizza.
Raven closed her book and took a slice of pizza. "He probably just needs a little alone time right now."
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"Robin" Beastboy called, knocking the door. "Cyborg's made pizza's." He knocked the door again. "Well, actually, he ordered them, cut them up and put them on a plate." He laughed a little. "You comin'?"
"I'm not hungry." Robin called back. "Thanks, though."
"You sure?" Beastboy asked through the metal door. "You haven't eaten all day."
"No, I'm," He coughed. "I'm sure, thanks. I'm just a little tired. I'll see you tomorrow, 'K."
"If you're sure dude." Beastboy said, frowning. "I'll see you in the morning."
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Beastboy had gone. He was alone again. He rolled over onto his side. On the plus side, his nose bleed had finished and he'd stoped vomiting. Unfortunatly, he now felt as if someone was stabbing his repeatedly in the stomach. He looked at the clock. 0137. How long ago had Beastboy left? He didn't really care. He was so tired. He'd tried to sleep. He couldn't, If he got into his bed he was too hot. If he lay on top of it he was too cold. So he just lay there, either cold and shivering or feeling like he was boiling to death. 'How can this be happening again.' He thought.
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Starfire had been the first to rise, shortly followed by Raven. The two stood in the kitchen making breakfast for the boys. It had been Starfire's idea. Raven had been reluctant at first, but, after deciding it was better than hearing Beastboy and Cyborg argue - again - over what to cook, decided she'd help.
It was about an hour untill Cyborg got up, shortly followed by Beastboy. "Morning." He said, making his way over to the kitchen and sitting down on a stool. "Robin not up yet?" He asked.
"Nope." Cyborg replied, taking a sip of orange juice.
"Oh." Beastboy said, taking a sip of the juice Starfire had placed in front of him. Robin was usually the first one of them up. And usually by quite a while. "Guess he must still be in bed." He said. "He did say he felt pretty tired yesterday." He took another sip of juice.
"Do you think he is still OK?" Starfire asked. "And has anyone seen the pan for frying?" She added as she rummaged through the cupboard.
"It's in the top one." Raven offered, herself looking for something in the fridge. She stood up and closed the door. "Though he has been in there for quite a while now. And I mean, it's not like his to stay in bed this late." She placed the packet she was holding on the counter. "Maybe we should check on him?"
Just as she finished her sentence, Robin walked in. "Morning." He muttered.
"Robin!" Starfire exclaimed. "You are well?" She asked, pouring him some juice.
He took the glass and nodded. Although it was pretty obvious to everyone that he wasn't. He looked as if he hadn't slept for a month, and his skin was pale.
"Dude, you sure?" Beastboy asked. "I mean you're kinda rivaling Raven in the Pale-O stakes." He joked. Raven and Robin just looked at him. "Ok," He said, turning to stare at his juice. "People named after birds not in the mood for hummor today." He muttered to himself.
Cyborg ignored Beastboy, waving his had a little as if to shut him up. "Are you sure you're alright?" He asked, looking him up and down. "You do look a little," He paused for a second, trying to think of a word that wouldn't offend Robin, or worry Starfire. "off."
"Look, I'm fine." Robin said, sitting down. he knew he wasn't. And he knew they could tell. And he knew Batman would know straight-off. He's head felt like it was about to explode, and his stomach still hurt. Although, thankfully, not as bad as it had during the night. He wasn't sure if he'd slept or not, but it sure didn't feel like he had.
"Do you wan't any breakfast?" Raven asked.
"Yes, you must eat!" Starfire said. "Raven and I have prepared breakfast for you all. There are eggs, sausage, pancakes, bacon, musta..."
"No, thanks," Robin said, holding up his had to stop her mid-sentence. "I'm not hungry." He took a sip of juice. "You cooked?" He asked, looking at Raven, who scowled at him before offering Cyborg some food.
"You sure?" Cyborg said, himself opting for pancake, eggs and bacon.
"Yeah," Beastboy added, himself now with a stack of pancakes infront of him. "You haven't eaten since." He tried to think of when he'd last seen Robin eat anything. "Day before yesterday."
Before Robin could answer, the screen flickered to life. Robin walked over to the console and pressed a few buttons. "Hi." He said, as Batman appered on the screen.
"So," Batman said, staring directly at Robin. "You gonna let me in?"
TBC...
So, what is up with Robin, huh? Well, I already know - HA! Erm, sorry. Anyway, yeah. Let me know what you think.
Oh, and, before I go on, please note: A lot of the stuff about Robin's past in this story never actually happened. Same goes for a lot of the Two-Face and Batman stuff. I just made it up to fit in with the plot. Well, actually, it's not a lot of stuff, it all ties in with one major event which is a key element to this story line. Just though I'd fore-warn you.
Latazs,
Jaybird0009
