A/N: Thanks for reviewing guys!

TheOneBlueGecko: Hey, I like the story so far and can not wait until more starts to happen. Yeah so write more soon. Although why didn't the pizza guy give him the drink earlier? Why did he wait?

GDeacur: Very nice. I really like your writing style, and I thought Robin's interaction with the homeless kid was interesting. I can't say I've ever read any situations like that before. Originality is good, even in fanfiction! PS, I didn't mean to insinuate that your first chapter was bad in any way. I just meant that it was an introduction, as all stories should have, so I had nothing to say yet. Keep it up!

DISCLAIMER: I forgot about this before. Does any 16-year-old really own the Teen Titans? I didn't think so. But I do own the video game in this chapter, Super Ninja Monkey Racing 6 (at least I think so). I like to play it in my head. I'm not very good at it though. But I'd still wipe out BB.

Chapter 3
Memory

The Titans

Starfire impatiently looked at the clock again. 12:16. Where was Robin?

"Hey, has anyone seen Robin? I'm totally ready to kick his butt in Super Ninja Monkey Racing 6."

"Beast Boy, when will you give it up? Robin beats you every time."

"Hey! You just need a positive attitude. Maybe I can beat him today!"

"Yeah, right. You can't beat me or Robin so give it up! We could beat you with our hands tied behind our back, super tired and/or unconscious! And judging by the look of Robin's bed, he's definitely one of the three."

"You guys are just jealous because all the ladies love me," Beast Boy retorted.

"Please, Cyborg, might you know where our friend is?"

"I'm sure he's fine, Star. Maybe he woke up before all of us and went to kick some bad guy butt."

"But why would Robin go kick the butt without us? And if there was trouble, wouldn't we have woken up anyways?"

"She's got you there, Cy. No, no, come on, turn car, watch out for that monkey!"

"So Robin probably never came back last night."

Whoops. I forgot they don't know. Well, Beast Boy doesn't know anything, but...

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, where has our friend gone?" Starfire was really getting worried now.

"I saw him leave at about 4:30 last night or morning or whatever you wanna call it. I followed him and I saw him go in Tony's, so I turned around and came back home. I don't think there's anything wrong with getting pizza when you can't sleep."

"Pizza? But there's my perfectly good tofu in the fridge!"

"You mean the green and wriggling slop? I fed that to Silkie this morning. I didn't know it was yours, or that it was tofu," Starfire apologized.

"Aw man! That stuff was supposed to last me a while. I'm all out of money!"

"Beast Boy, if you had eaten it, you probably would've died…Thanks a lot Starfire," Raven said.

"Can we focus guys? We need to figure out where Robin is now. His communicator is jammed. So we should probably start with Tony's."

"I really don't see what the problem is. Robin's practically an insomniac. I don't know how he does it, but he clearly doesn't sleep very much. Obviously, he must do this all the time. What's so different about today?"

"Well, Robin has been gone for about…8 hours now."

"Not to mention his whole 'Robin gone psycho' on all of us last week. Hey, while we're at Tony's, we'll get a pizza, right? What? It's not my fault Starfire fed my tofu to Silkie."

Robin

But Robin wasn't at Tony's. As a matter of fact, he wasn't even conscious…

As he regained consciousness, his head hurt him so bad he thought it would explode. Every part of his body hurt, and it even hurt to open his eyes. He opened them as slow as he could, and when they were fully open, all the pain he had was suddenly gone.

"Uhh…where am I? How did I get here? And…who am I?"

He couldn't remember anything. As hard as he tried, he just couldn't remember. His mind was a blank.

"Don't you know your own name? You're Robin. And you work for me."

"Who are you?"

"Now don't tell me you've forgotten me?"

"I can't place your face. Can't you just tell me your name?"

He smiled behind his mask. This was going to be easier than he'd thought. "Slade. But you can call me master, as you usually do."

"It doesn't ring a bell."

"Well now that's a shame. But we'll fix that right up, won't we?"

"What happened to me? Why don't I remember anything?"

"Why, you had an accident. Don't you remember? The Teen Titans the cause of it."

"Teen Titans?"

"Our worst enemy. They're always trying to stop us. But we won't let them next time, will we Robin?"

"Well, if they're the reason I don't remember anything, then no. They won't stop…whatever it is we do."

"Why, we do all sorts of things, Robin. And stealing important weapons is one of our favorites. Now that you're awake, are you ready to do some more stealing?"

"Of course. It's what I do, isn't it?"

"That's exactly right, Robin. But just look at those clothes. They won't do at all. If I were you, I'd be pretty mad."

"Why?"

"Because those Titans are the cause of everything wrong with you today. Your memories, your clothes. Now then, there's some clothes in the other room. Put them on, and we'll get started."

"What about the mask? Do I still wear it?"

"Of course. So they don't know who you really are. Now go put on those clothes and get ready to go."