Hey! I only got one review, so you know what that means… Canadian Pixies Song! Never mind, I think I'll spare the poor minds of my few and appreciated readers. ANYWAYS on with the story, starting at Wayne enterprise, I'm not going to change any of what happened in the scene at Slade's hideout and the one at titans tower, although I will slightly change the Wayne enterprise fight scene, by the way, a titan might die. In that case, I might drag in a new titan, I might take suggestions in the reviews, and if you're a true titans fan, you'll have memorized it by now.
You cannot change the truth no matter how much you dislike it.-Raven
R-The night was cold and still, the only movement coming from the steady flicker of the WAYNE enterprises sign. On off on off. Just like his loyalty to his friends, a dieing flame which had finally been snuffed by his enemy's cruel intellect. His harsh calculating gaze that ripped Robin open, nothing was left in the dark to Slade, but everything was left in the dark to Robin. If this was how life worked, life extremely sucked. It was just like living in Gotham with Batman. Off, on. Except he could leave Batman without the fear of hurting people. Off. Slade, he was stuck with. Robin sighed, if this is my life, I guess I should get used to it. Robin looked at the glaring neon sign. The angry glare of Bruce Wayne, Starfire's tears, Cyborgs look of complete disbelief. "How could you betray us friend Robin?" "How could you?" On, off, on, off.
CY- After the fight with Robin, or the defeat by the looks on our faces, we were all pretty shaken up. That look that he shot me in the fight, it was like he stabbed me in the back with his eyes, his accusing stare, hidden behind his mask, all that was left of Robin. It was my fault. "Why couldn't you save me?" "I though we were friends!" Screams echoing down an endless concrete sewer. Robins screams. Robin is like the little brother I never had, so I guess that it should be my job to take over the team that Robin had worked so hard to form, after all, it was the least I could do, so here we were riding down the highway my, ever wonderful fabulous glorious magical holy grail of transportation, THE T CAR, to try to talk some sense into Robin.
BB-We were on top of the WAYNE enterprise building. It was cold, in fact, it was chilling. It was so awesome! I could see my breath in front of me, rising in a little cloud every time I exhaled it hardly ever got this cold in Jump City. The coolness factor was seriously brought down by the fact that we were on a manhunt for Robin though. We all knew that we wouldn't be able to hurt Robin, he was our friend, but judging by the look of pure hatred on his face when we fought earlier, he was all the more ready to fight, and win against us. What did we ever do to him, was that look on his face hatred for us, or for Slade? What could Slade have possibly told Robin to make him hate us so much? Beastboy's musings came to a screeching halt, unlike the wall panel that Cyborg had just blasted, the titans were in.
ST- After Cyborg zapped the wall with his sonic cannon, it crumbled apart in a blaze of sonicky blue glory. It revealed a large green room that resembled the inside of a computer chip. Clouds of rubble floated from the ceiling like confetti, clearing away to reveal Robin, reaching to grasp the weapon of mass destruction. Cyborg started to speak "Robin, we need to talk, because obviously, you've picked up a pretty mixed up version of hero." Robin turned around smiling, but not his familiar happy smile, a cruel ruthless one, like a villain would wear, unstable. He looked at me, and the white of his mask seemed pierce my soul, at that moment I knew that my Robin, the robin I'd spent so many years with, had been left behind in the tunnel fighting cinderblock, this was not my Robin, this was evil. I returned Robin's harsh gaze, the evil replaced with venom, and started to shoot starbolts, little hope remained in my heart that we could rescue robin.
R- The titans burst through the ceiling into the room, as determined as they had been earlier, possibly even more so. I turned around, and looked at the closest one of them, it was Starfire. I'll never forget that look that she gave me when I turned around. It wasn't laced with disbelief as it had been earlier. It was laced with determination to fight evil. She was the cat, and I was her mouse, we were now enemies. If this was the way it was going to be then fine, I guess I shouldn't stick around. I ran straight at the titans, jumping on Cyborg's back and vaulting through the ceiling back to Slade's hideout. I punched through the ceiling and started to run. Suddenly, a familiar, but dreaded voice came through my earpiece, breaking up the static that I had been hearing. "Robin you still haven't completed your objective." He emphasized the word objective; I had already stolen the laser destabilizer, so I had a pretty good idea what he was talking about. I gritted my teeth and turned around, the titans were behind me, I went into a fighting stance. This was going to be one helluva fight.
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"Look Robin, we just want to talk." Robin leaped in the air without warning and tackled Cyborg in midphrase with his steel shoe. Beastboy morphed into a giant mountain gorilla and roared, enraged pounding the ground angrily.
Robin dodged his clumsy blows easily, leaving massive cracks in the concrete where he had missed. Robin grappled a rope around his large fist and swung it through the A on the giant sign, backflipping easily onto the ground. Starfire tried to grab Robin as he ran towards Raven, his foot connecting with her shadow shield.
Cyborg was, at the moment, trying to get a lock on robin with his sonic cannon, and after a few minutes gave up on the idea and instead went in hand to hand combat with him. At first it appeared cyborg was winning, his careful blocks and punches destroying any move that Robin might have hit Cyborg with. Pretty soon it had become clear that this was a serious duel, and they would both fight till the death.
R- Okay, I'll admit it, I was really, in some corner of my mind happy. I was proud of my team because they could survive with the absence of their leader; it was also, even though it pains me to say it, thrilling. When Cyborg and I usually fought, it was just over the TV remote. Now, it was strange, we were enemies, and we were almost equals, almost. I tried to take it easy on Cy, but disguise that I was taking it easy from Slade, because I was well aware of what he would do if he caught me slacking off for even one moment. Slade isn't one to lie, even if he is a villain. Cyborg suddenly lunged at me; I punched him in the jaw, hard. For a moment, their was a look of disbelief plastered on his face, his spine curved back, like some kind of sick poetry, and he stumbled, falling off of the WAYNE enterprise building. I tried to stop his fall; I reached over the side, desperate to rescue my former friend Cyborg, my fingertips only brushing darkness as I watched him fall to his death, swallowed up by the heavy mist. What had I done?
ST- Time seemed to stop as both I and Beastboy and Raven stopped to stare in disbelief at the empty space that now occupied where Cyborg had stood. Robin looked down at the parking lot, hypnotized. I flew next to him to view the place where cyborg now lay. It was dark, and all you could make out was his faint outline lying helplessly in the dirt. It was obvious what had happened. Robin had killed Cyborg, but I had to see for myself, to know that it was true. Beastboy and raven followed me, as Robin fled into the shadows. It does not matter now because Robin is not my friend anymore. The truth is evil now, and I can't take it. It used to be just me and Robin, me shrieking in delight as he swung the carriage on the Ferris wheel while we ate cotton candy, an evening spent in silence with Robin staring at the stars, but now it was me against Robin, and I know one thing. Not the love we shared, or the tears we cried, it was death, and death is now something that I am determined to inflict upon my former friend. I looked at the communicator that I have carried in hopes of contacting Robin and crushed it in a blow that could have killed somebody. "Goodbye Robin."
I warned you people that one of the titans was going to die, so don't flame me. This is an Angst; I had to make somebody die. Don't worry though, I'm happy to report that I'm not likely to make that the end of Cyborgs story, and you'll be hearing more from Raven in the next chapter, so stop sharpening your new pitchforks that beastboy loaned you and stop crying or thinking that that sounded too muck like when Sirius Black died. You'll be hearing from Slade pretty soon too.