Hi guys, sorry that chapter took long. It's a really long chapter and I rewrote most of it, that's the reason why. Enjoy and thanks for the reviews!

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On with the show…

The Pendant

Chapter II: A bit of spring-cleaning

"Richard! Come here!" Jane yelled from the kitchen

9-year-old Richard ran as fast as his little legs could take him, which considering he fought crime and trained all day was pretty darn fast.

"What is it?" Richard asked, rounding the corner into the large kitchen

"It came in the mail today. It's a coupon to Haley's circus! It's in town tomorrow! Maybe we can go, I've always wanted to see a circus!" Jane exclaimed

Richard's face went blank. He could almost feel the explosion in the circus tent knock him down. He could almost see Two-face pulling the trigger of his machine gun and letting it go wild on the acrobats. He could almost see his parents fall. He could almost taste the blood that had laced the air that night, that horrible night in September.

"Are you there Richard?" Jane asked, waving a hand in front of his face

Richard grabbed the advertisement and crumpled it and shoved it into the trash compacter.

He ran upstairs.

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Starfire couldn't sleep. She knew Robin could be very stubborn. What boy wasn't? Still, why had he snapped at her? That she wanted to know. He had yelled. He had yelled really, really loud. It had crushed her. They were best friends, and although either failed to admit it they were more. It was more than a crush it was like…undiscovered love.

Earlier she had spent 5 hours finding something that he had said before was his prized possession. His Robin pendant. She had dove into boxes of Beastboy and Cyborg's junk. She had gone through piles of rotten banana peels and spare parts. She had found it and polished it and left it at his door wrapped in red and yellow tissue paper with a note in her best handwriting.

She glanced at her Mumbo Jumbo alarm clock. It was 2 A.M

" I suppose I should be getting some sleep," She said to herself with a yawn. She pulled the covers over her and fell fast asleep.

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"I have come to you, my faithful followers, to tell you of our new objective. You thought Gotham City was bad, my friends? Well, there's worse. Jump city needs to be destroyed. Constantly villains attack it, and who is there to protect it? TEENAGERS! When they defeat a villain you can't even offer them a drink, they're not old enough!" There was laughter among the crowd "If there is any city that needs a kick where it counts it's Jump City. The streets are a shambles. The people who protect the city are kids. The buildings are crumbling bit by bit. If the Teen Titans are our tomorrow I am very scared. It's time to treat them like we treated Gotham." With this the speaker flashed an evil grin and picked up a burlap mask.

"We burn it to the ground"

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Richard hated bedtime. He liked to run on his own watch, not have some butler tell him to go to bed at 8 PM. He was 7,after all, not a baby. So the boy took it upon himself to entertain himself until he got tired. The only problem was when Alfred shut the door it locked. After many weeks off fiddling with a screwdriver Jane had found for him he had finally undone 50 rusted nails that had held a huge ventilation shaft door onto his bedroom ceiling. Climbing through the ventilation shafts the boy finally found himself on top of a shaft right above the parlor.

"I don't know Bruce"

"Of course you do, you just don't want to tell me"

"It's not really my line of work but…I'd say the boy is a serious whack job"

"Whack job? That a technical term?"

The woman rolled her eyes "Not this again. Alright patient suffers from serious post traumatic where he becomes sullen and often agitated leading to the point where he will fall into flashbacks and shut the rest of the world out possibly causing harm to himself and others"

"So you're saying Richard is a total whack job"

Richard knew this woman. It was Bruce's girlfriend, Chase. "Well Chase, I don't think he is"

"I'm sure he's not I just think it's a bad idea to take him on your super hero runs with you"

"On the contraire. I think it'll help him. You'll see, he'll be a happy, normal kid in no time"

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BEEP

Robin shot out of bed, woken yet again by the sound of the titan's trouble alert system. He ran some gel through his hair and strapped on his utility belt, then dashed down the steps. In a second the other 4 titans arrived. Beastboy was basically still asleep. Raven had a huge frown on her face, obviously discontent with having been woken at 3 AM. Cyborg, of course, always looked awake. Then there was Starfire. She had her happy, beautiful smile on as always. Though you could see she was tired she still managed to be happy. Robin forced himself to stop staring at her and turned the screen on.

"Hi there" it was Bruce

Robin frowned "couldn't whatever you have to say wait until, I don't know, after dawn?"

Bruce smiled slightly "Not really. A report says that a large amount of fear inducing gas has been stolen from the nearest Wayne Enterprises building and was taken to a location approximately 50 miles outside of Jump city. The same fear inducing gas was used on the attack on Gotham nearly 30 years ago"

"Who's behind this?" Robin asked

"I'm guessing it's the league of Shadows. I'll get back to you when I have more evidence"

Robin nodded "Thanks Bruce. We'll keep in touch."

The monitor flicked off.

"What shall we do?" Starfire asked

"We should all go back to bed. With such little evidence we really can't do anything" Robin answered in a way that sounded like Starfire's question was utterly ridiculous

"Well, night y'all" Cyborg said, heading back upstairs and dragging a sound asleep Beastboy behind him. Raven rolled here eyes and walked back upstairs. Starfire stayed and for some reason, Robin did too.

"I am sorry I made you angry earlier Robin. I'm not sure what I did, but whatever I did I am truly sorry," Starfire said

Robin didn't know what to say. It should've been him doing all the apologizing. He was too tired to say anything. He just shook his head and walked upstairs.

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Robin couldn't sleep. Finally he cast the covers aside and decided to do a little bit of spring-cleaning, though it wasn't spring and he hated cleaning with a fiery passion. A box caught his eye in the corner. It was some of his every day clothes that he had forgotten to unpack two years ago. He started taking the clothing out of the box and putting them into drawers. It went on for a few minutes until he was almost at the bottom of the box and something caught his eye. It was shiny and it was sticking out of the pocket of a pair of jeans.

Bruce's old handgun.

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"Now Richard, what I'm about to give you is only for emergency's. Ever since the manor was invaded last night I think you need some form of protection when you're Richard, not Robin" Bruce said pulling something out of his pocket

"A gun" Richard said rubbing his hand on the shiny mettle and pulling the bullet holder open. Fully loaded "wow"

"Keep that on lock, you hear me?"

"Yes sir"

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"NO Bruce, I think it's a HORRIBLE idea!" Chase exclaimed

"Why is that?"

"He isn't entirely emotionally stable. You give him a gun and he'll think he's free to shoot anyone-especially anyone tied to the death of his parents in any way, shape, or form"

"Just trust me. You don't give the boy enough credit"…

To be continued…

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