A/N: In this story Robin is Richard Greyson, I feel that that is who he is on the TV show. Mostly because, he becomes Nightwing later and join the TT. The vision that Raven saw of the falling people in the circus could have been Tim Drake, but all the facts seem to add up to be Dick. So that is my two cents.

Disclaimer: This is no mine…..glares at people who do own it…but someday when I take over the world, I will own the Teen Titans! MWHAHAHAHA!

Chapter 6: Wakening

Robin woke up, it was very dark. So very dark, Robin didn't like it. "Kid, are you awake yet? It should have worn off by now…" the voice trailed off. In the two sentences spoken, Robin fixed X to be somewhere to his right, sitting down.

"Come on kid just open your eyes!" the frustrated voice sounded again, closer this time. Slowly Robin unwillingly forced his heavy eyelids open. A soft dim light shone through the black spots that swam in front of his eyes.

"Finally! I though you had died on me or something!" Robin made to sit up but a strong hand push on his chest and Robin, to weak to fight back, gave in. He looked up at the ceiling as he lay on a hard cement floor. The black spots began to vanish and the dizziness he had felt subsided slightly.

"Wh-where…am I?" Robin's voice slurred slightly.

"Don't you remember this place?" X gestured around him. Robin propped himself up on wobbly arms to look around.

"NO!" he gasped; looking around it was the warehouse that Slade had held him during his apprenticeship.

"You like? It's my new hideout, I mean who would think of looking for me in an old run down shack like this, and I knew you would never come back here if you could avoid it."

"You sick, perverted bas…!"

"Now, now little bird, while I am in control, it would be wise for you to acquire some manners" X tutted.

"You can't tell me what to do! Your not my….."

"Mother? Father?" Robin turned away, "That must be why your manners are so lacking, you parents didn't have time to teach you them before they…"

"SHUT UP! Don't you ever talk about my parents!"

"Hit a soft spot did I?"

Robin forced himself to calm down, "How do you know about that?"

"Word gets around kid, especially with a big name such as yourself, it is very interesting what the scum around here will spill about you and your teammates for a little bit of booze or cash".

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing, I'll do all the work you stay here until I get what I want then you can scurry back to your worthless friends."

"Yeah and what makes you think I will play along with your plans?"

"Because, you're not in control here, I am, think about it, you're still weak from the sedative, fight and I will win."

Robin's competitive nature flared up. X looked deep into his masked face.

"You really think you could win don't you?"

"The only time you lose is when you give up" Robin propped himself up on his elbows.

"Did you think that up yourself or get it of a chain mail?" X looked at the weakened Robin who was getting slowly to his knees. "You're joking, right?"

"No, I want a fight, I win you let me go"

"No, kid. If I am going to fight I want it fair, me beating a half drugged already beaten kid wouldn't…"

"What? So you forfeit? That means I win, you let me go"

"Sorry, kid can't do that either"

"Then fight me"

"Kid, you are in way over your head here, but fine if it is a fight you want, you got it." X reached down and pulled Robin to his feet.

"If I win, what do I get?" Robin looked as him for a moment.

"What do you want?"

X leaned forward his hand still holding Robin's and whispered by his ear, "How about a date with your girlfriend", X shook Robin's captive hand firmly.

"So it's a deal then, your freedom if you win and your girlfriend if I win"

Robin pulled his hand free of X's grasp, wobbling unsteadily on his feet, without X's support "I never agreed to…" X shook a finger in his face.

"We shook on it, a deal is a deal, thing of what Batsy would say in he heard you went back on a bargain."

Without warning Robin jumped at X.

He threw punches at every inch of X he could get at but missed ever shot.

"Slow today aren't we?"

Robin reached in his belt for a bomb to throw at X but his hand groped uselessly in midair.

"Missing this?" asked X, who stood a few feet away holding Robin utility belt. As Robin reached for it X threw it over his shoulder into a pile of wooden crates, then taking his own belt off cast it in the same direction.

"No weapons, a fair fight, skill only".

Robin took a fight stance; X went into a back stance. Beckoning Robin forward with his hand outstretched, X let out a series of flashy counter attack techniques, "Bring it on bird boy".

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I am so sorry I haven't updated, life is so busy now. And writers block was rearing its evil head again.

Reviews:

Babie A: Umm, sure why not! Robin is much cutter you are right.

Shadow0015: Thank you again for help on the spelling grammar errors, I will get on them as soon as I can.

Alex: (hope you don't mind me calling you that it is just much shorter) I love your story it is going great, update soon! I can't wait to see what happens! Yeah the kidnapping Star thing is really rather old. When it starts like that, I usually don't read any farther. You no like sweets? I just made a huge batch of cookies for this stupid pot luck thing, then what do they do? They cancel it, so I am stuck with cookies that I hate. So feel free to take as many as you would like!