Woah, just on a roll today, here is another chapter. Hope you like it! It's kinda wierd.

The usual.

The next morning, Robin was feeling much better. He had woken up early, much earlier than the other Titans, so he decided to go and work out for a bit.

As he walked down the corridor, Robin thought that he had seen something from the corner of his eye. He shrugged it off as nothing and continued down the hallway.

He had entered the training room and began to hit the punching bag. This was beginning to relieve his stress from the night before quite well. He continued to hit the punching bag until, yet again; he saw the same thing as before out of the corner of his eye. This time, Robin was a little freaked. He knew it couldn't be one of the Titans because it was way too early, so he decided to investigate. He approached the dark corner from where he saw the apparition.

Nothing. There was nothing there except the darkness that was always there. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Heh, stupid imagination." Robin said to himself.

"It's not stupid at all."

The voice came from right behind him. It wasn't Starfire or Cyborg or even Beast Boy, as a matter of fact it wasn't any of the Titans. This voice was much more cold, more aggressive.

"Raven. What are you doing up so…" Robin just stopped and saw the figure that was standing before him, looming, deadly. "No…how did you get in here!" The person was none other than Slade.

"Robin, do you think a few little defenses can stand in my way of my ultimate goal?" When he said this he landed a quick punch to the boys stomach, who immediately fell to the ground in immense pain. "Almost too easy." He grabbed the boys head and lifted him up.

"Trust me, you won't win that easily." Robin gave Slade a swift kick right into the abdomen, which sent the villain reeling backwards.

"You're going to wish you didn't do that." Slade charged, but Robin dodged the attack and retaliated with his own shot to his stomach.

Robin fled, he ran down the dark corridors in hopes of finding the other Titans for some help.

He reached Cyborg's room first and went inside.

Empty, there was no one here, not a soul in sight.

'Screw it.' Robin thought, try Raven.

He ran to Raven's room, making sure to knock first, as many people who venture into the lair of the Raven do not return again.

No answer, so he decided it was best to enter, again, there was no one there. This was starting to worry Robin.

"What did he do with them?" He thought out loud.

"I didn't do anything with them, they just…disappeared."

It was Slade again and this time he was blocking the door to Raven's room, blocking the only exit out.

"You're a liar! What did you do with them! If you don't tell me, I guess I'll have to make you!"

"Ha, ha, ha," this slow chuckle seemed to scare Robin. "You? Do anything to me? Hardly. You are already out of breath, and after such a short run, how do you ever to be able to compete with me, you can hardly keep your breath."

"We'll see about that!" Robin lunged at the shadowy figure and landed a punch to his head.

Nothing happened, Slade just stood there and laughed, taking the entire blow and not feeling a thing.

'This is not right!' He should be on the floor; I hit him as hard as I could.

Just then, Slade grabbed Robin's fist and bent it back. This caused Robin to immediately drop to the floor in agony.

"Robin, have you learned anything from our previous encounters? You cannot win. You will never win! As long as I am around, I will make sure of it. I am the thing that keeps you up at night." His voice soft, as if he were talking to a baby, but sinister, which made it all the scarier.

"Like I said before, we'll have to see about that!" With that Robin kicked Slade feet from underneath him and Slade fell to the floor with a loud and powerful thud.

Robin now had his chance to escape, he had to head to the infirmary to check on Starfire, to make sure that she was ok, hopefully she was there.

Robin had finally arrived at the infirmary door, after what seemed to be an eternity of a run. As he entered the medical room, it was pitch black, he could not see two feet in front of him. The young teen fumbled around in the dark for a light switch, he had found it and flipped it on.

The light that came on was blinding, like staring directly at the sun.

When Robin's eyes finally adapted to the light, he had seem the most horrifying sight he had ever witnessed. There was blood everywhere! All on the walls and on the floor, it was almost like someone drained a pint of blood all over the place. Robin had almost been sick to his stomach. Then he saw, just from where the blood was coming from, it was behind a curtain.

As he approached the curtain, he could smell the stench of decay, whatever it was, it had been there for a while. He pulled the curtain aside and just stared at the sight, then vomited.

It was all of his friends. They were all dead, every last one of them. They were cut up badly, and lost a lot of blood. Again, Robin threw up.

"I told you they just…disappeared." It was Slade again.

"You fucking bastard! I'll kill you!" Robin lunged again, but as he did, Slade moved out of the way and grabbed Robin by the neck.

All Robin remembered was a snap and then…darkness.

I know it seems like it, but this is not the end of the story.