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"Cyborg! Beast Boy!" Robin called. "Come in here a sec!" Cyborg and Beast Boy rushed in. "What is it?" panted Cyborg. "Let's talk," said Robin. "Oh, man," Cyborg muttered under his breath. "How much of my face did you see?" Robin demanded. There was silence on Cyborg and Beast Boy's part. "What did you see?" repeated Robin. "We didn't see any more of your face than we usually do. And we didn't see your eyes either," said Beast Boy. "Cyborg, what did you see?" asked Robin. "Uh... nothin' much... I just saw a glimpse of one eye, but it was shut," said Cyborg. Robin glared at him. "Anything else?" BB and Cy shook their heads no. "Good. There's trouble downtown. Let's hit it!"

When the three Titans arrived downtown, there was nothing more than a small fire. "Is this what we were sent here for?" Robin asked a nearby police officer.

"No, there was a pyromaniacal gang, but the Blackbirds took care of it."

"The who?"

"The Blackbirds. Nighthawk and Blackhawk. The city's two newest super heroes."

"Do you know where we can find them?"

"Wherever there's trouble. That's all I can tell you. No one knows where they live."

Robin rejoined Cyborg and Beast Boy. He repeated to them what the officer had told him. "The Blackbirds, huh? Catchy," said Cyborg. "Is there any way we can contact them?" "If we create trouble. It's the only way we'd be there before them," said Robin. "How about Red X?" asked Beast Boy. "You'd hold back," said Robin. As hard as they tried, the three boys couldn't think of a way to get to Nighthawk and Blackhawk.

"There's no way," said Beast Boy. "It's impossible." "Nothing is impossible." "Who said that?" asked Beast Boy. "I did." A black figure stepped out of the shadows. "I am Blackhawk." Another figure emerged from the shadows. "And I am Nighthawk." "I take you are the Teen Titans," said Blackhawk. "Yep. I take you are the Blackbirds. Nice to meet you," said Robin. "What business do you have taking over our job?" "Your job being...?" questioned Blackhawk. "Protecting the city," said Robin. "You haven't lost your job. You just have help. Or competition. It depends on how you look at it," said Blackhawk. Her voice seemed vaguely familiar. "Do we know you?" Beast Boy asked. Nighthawk opened her mouth to speak, but Blackhawk kicked her swiftly and said, "No. We've never met before." "How can we be sure?" Robin asked. He circled them, studying them. "You can't," Blackhawk said in her monotone voice.

Robin walked toward Nighthawk. "Why don't you speak?" he asked. "She doesn't like to speak," said Blackhawk. Robin could tell Blackhawk was holding Nighthawk back. "Why are you holding her back?" he asked. "Once she starts talking, there's no stopping her," Blackhawk said. "Interesting," said Robin. "She reminds me of a friend I had. Her name was Starfire." "What happened to her?" Blackhawk asked. "She died," Robin said with no emotion.

He approached Nighthawk. She seemed sad, broken-hearted even. "What's the matter, Nighthawk?" Robin asked. "She's just tired," said Blackhawk. "I see," said Robin." "We'd better go," said Blackhawk. "Where can we find you again?" Robin asked. "We like to go out for pizza," said Blackhawk. "Any particular place?" Beast Boy asked. "The Pizza Parlor," replied Blackhawk. The two Blackbirds flew off into the night without a trace. "Robin?" asked Cyborg. "Do you think it's coincidence that their favorite pizza place is the same as ours?" "No," said Robin. "I don't."

Blackhawk and Nighthawk flew back to their cave. Nighthawk was heartbroken.

"He doesn't like me," she said tearfully.

"Of course Robin likes you. He's just trying to get you to talk, which won't happen."

"Oh, why can't I talk? They're bound to find out who we are anyway. Can we not go back to them?"

"No. Not yet. Someone is trying to kill them. We have to find out who and why. Until then, we can't go back."

Blackhawk paused. "Tomorrow we're meeting them at the Pizza Parlor. Try not to say anything that will give us away." Nighthawk nodded. "I shall do my best." "Now all we have to do is find out who's behind all this."

"Alright, Titans. Here's what I think. I think that somehow Blackhawk and Nighthawk know us," said Robin. "I think they are friends of ours in some way." "I think you're crazy," said Cyborg. "If they're our friends, why aren't they next to us right now?" "That's what I'm trying to figure out," said Robin. "I still think someone's killing us off one by one," said Beast Boy. "BB, you might have something there. If someone's trying to kill us all, Blackhawk and Nighthawk must be trying to protect us," said Robin. "If someone's trying to kill us, why didn't they just kill Robin first thing?" asked Cyborg. "Because whoever it is hoped that if they killed the girls, we'd stop being the Teen Titans," said Robin. "Tomorrow, don't give away anything. Let them do some researching. If they find out who's trying to bring us down, we'll tel them that we know who they are and hopefully they'll tell us, and then we'll stop the bad guys. "OK, Robin. Let's do this," said Cyborg. "Count me in," said Beast Boy. Robin smiled. "Then we're all set."

The following day, the Titans met the Birds at the Pizza Parlor. They were just joining Blackhawk and Nighthawk at a table when the sound of a gunshot burst through the air. "Robin!" Blackhawk clapped her hand over Nighthawk's mouth. Robin lay on the cement in a pool of blood. He was barely concious. "Starfire?" he asked weakly. "Robin! How many fingers am I holding up?" Cyborg said. "Uh... seven?" Cyborg looked at his hand. "Try three." "Somebody call 9-1-1," said Blackhawk.

Another shot sounded. Robin groaned. "What is this, target practice?" asked Beast Boy. "Robin just got shot again!" "They're trying to kill him!" said Cyborg. "Protect him! Stand in the line of fire! Here comes another bullet!" The next shot bounced off of Cyborg and fell harmlessly to the ground. "Look out!" shouted Nighthawk. Several ninjas appeared out of nowhere. They fought their way to Robin and started beating him. The others tried to fight them off, but they got away with Robin and threw him off a high building. Beast Boy, Blackhawk, and Nighthawk flew over to him, trying to save him, but it was too late.

Robin lay covered in blood on top of a dented taxi. He was still alive, but not for long. "Cyborg, Beast Boy," he whispered. "Promise me..." "What? Promise you what?" "Promise me the Teen Titans will stay together... get new members, whatever it takes. Promise me." "We promise," said Cyborg. "Don't die, man, please don't die!" Robin's breaths ceased. Cyborg and Beast Boy wept. Even the Blackbirds were tearful, especially Nighthawk. They tried to comfort the two remaining Titans, but were sent away. Cyborg and Beast Boy buried Robin in the same manner as Starfire, and put him in the same shed. They were shocked to find Starfire's grave empty. "Why?" screamed Cyborg through his tears. "Why did they have to die?" Cyborg and Beast Boy went back to the tower and left their leader to rest in peace.