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And so we waited for the over-sized ape and our reward and I couldn't wait for it to get here. An hour later, the ape came into the control room and he placed the person on the ground. He was really beat up and his breathing wasn't too good.

"Thank you Monsieur Mallah," dad said. "We'll take good care of him."

The ape left and Slade walked up to the beaten teenager.

"Its nice to see you again," Slade said. "What do you think… Robin?"

Robin didn't answer and he wouldn't look up at Slade or me. I walked up to Robin and I looked at his face, which was covered in blood and dirt. Robin looked real bent out of shape and it would be worse for him once I finished with him.

"Your not being very polite, Robin," I said. "You could say hi back to us, since it would make us feel happier to see you."

Robin slowly lifted his head and he looked at me, his eyes almost completely shut.

"Well, Robin," Slade said. "Do you want to say something?"

"Or, maybe, we should make your life even more miserable than it already is," I said. "You know how much I've waited for this day Robin… To finally defeat you once and for all."

"Go… ahead," Robin said, almost out of breath. "Do… what… you've wanted… to… do… to… me."

Slade snapped his fingers and a robot came up behind Robin

"Move him over there," Slade said pointing to the wall behind Robin.

The robot did as he was told and he sat Robin against the wall. He lifted Robin's arms and he latched them in shackles against the wall. Robin neither struggled nor said anything as the robot did this and the robot left us with Robin.

"What's the matter, Robin? Too weak to fight back?" I asked in a mocking tone.

We walked to Robin and we waited for a response. When Robin didn't answer, dad kicked him in the stomach. Robin coughed up a bit of blood, but he stayed calm. I was puzzled as to why Robin wouldn't protest or do anything for that matter. He seemed tired, defeated, sick… sad. And I didn't know why.

"Well, Robin?" dad asked as he kicked him in the stomach again. "Aren't you overjoyed by being tortured by your Archenemy? Or are you just being stubborn?"

Slade kicked Robin in the face, his stomach, and anywhere else he could reach, making Robin worse than he already was. I waited for my turn and I would make Robin pay dearly. Slade stopped kicking Robin and he stepped back. Robin's breathing became shallow and he was now puking up blood and blood was coming out of his broken nose.

"Why won't you fight back, Robin?" Slade asked. "Or do you want more?"

"I…"

"You'll have your turn to speak once Rocky has had a go," Slade said. "He's all yours son."

"So, Robin," I said. "Would you like a slow and painful death, or a fast and easy one? It's your choice Robin, and I'll take your silence as a slow and painful death."

Robin didn't say anything and this was my cue to make him live through pain a lot longer. I scratched him across the eyes and his mask fell off. Robin had his eyes closed, but he opened them slowly, showing nice dark-blue colored eyes. They were almost the same color as mine, but his were a bit lighter. He didn't look like he cared that his eyes were exposed and I took that as a sign to continue my attacks. I was scratching him and kicking him in the face and in the stomach for several long minutes and I stopped, breathing hard.

"You can speak now Robin," dad said. "Since you've been a good boy, you can have a few last words before I kill you."

"G-go… ahead," Robin said, almost breathlessly. "B-but… if y-you… decide to k-kill me… I w-want… Rocky… to do it."

"First I want a few questions answered," Slade said. "Why are you giving up so easily? What happened to you and the other Titans?"

"T-the… Brother Hood… of Evil… has defeated… all the Titans… and… and the… Doom Patrol," Robin said sadly."We… we lost. All… of them… dead. I-I've… given up. T-they're all… gone."

Robin lifted his head higher and he was crying. Robin, The Boy Wonder… was crying. I'd never seen Robin cry and I never thought that he would. But, here he was, chained to a wall, crying, moving on, almost on the brink of death.

"You never give up," I said. "You told me you'd never give up on anything, but here you are, crying, about to die. And you want me, the one who's tried killing you for the longest time, to kill you?"

"P-please," Robin begged, exposing his neck to me. "J-just… d-do it! I just want to die! That's why I'm here! I'm here to die… by you! You've wanted this your whole life and here's your chance! DO IT!"

Robin hung his head down into his chest with exhaustion and he broke down crying. I didn't know what to do and dad, obviously, didn't know either. Dad stepped closer to Robin and he knelt down next to him. Slade lifted his head and the tears kept flowing from Robin's dark-blue eyes.

"Why Robin?" dad asked.

"Please," Robin said quietly. "Kill me. I just want to die. Just kill me Slade… please."

"If he wants to die," I said, "then let him. But I've wanted this for a long time, so let me do it."

"No."

"What do you mean, no?" I asked in surprise.

"Just… kill me," Robin pleaded.

"I won't allow it Robin," Slade said, wiping the tears off of Robin's face and wiping them from his eyes. Slade moved to the shackles holding Robin's arms up and Robin fell into Slade's arms. "I… just can't. I can't kill him."

"Then let me do it," I said. "I swore that I'd do anything to get Robin and kill him, and here he is, wanting to die. And your telling me that you can't do it?"

"Precisely," Slade said walking to the door with the almost unconscious Robin in his arms. "He needs rest and you're going to heal him."

"Slade… no…" Robin said. "Just… kill… me."

"Hush Robin," Slade said as we headed for dad's room. "Don't speak."

We got to dad's room and he placed Robin on his bed. I walked up to the side of the bedto the helpless Robin.

"I don't want him to live!" I shouted. "And I'm not going to heal him, just because you want me to! You can't tell me what to do anymore!"

"I'm your Father!" Slade argued back. "You're going to heal him, and I want you to do it now!"

I looked at Robin, my anger slowly dissipating. I placed a paw on his chest and I healed him the best that I could. He was still exhausted, but at least he was going to survive.

"Slade… I…"

"You need to sleep now, Robin," dad said. He took out a syringe and he loaded it up with medicine and he stuck the needle in Robin's arm.

"I… I don't-"

Robin fell asleep and dad stood up, heading for the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked him.

"To find the other Titans."

"Robin said they were all dead," I said. "He's the only one left."

"I don't believe that," he said. "Keep him warm until I get back. I'll be back with the Titans shortly."

Slade walked out the door and I looked at Robin. I got into bed with him and I kept him warm.

"Why am I doing this for you?" I thought out loud. "I want you dead, but something's holding me back. Do I really care about you? Or is it something else? I guess I've been wrong this whole time. Robin I'm… sorry. I'm really, really sorry."

I didn't hate Robin…

Or the world.

I hated myslef.

Me: This, was by far, the best chapter that I think I've typed up. I had a huge urge to cry and a lot of you probably hate me now. I made Slade and Rocky good guys, not villains! Please don't hate me! And, no, this story hasn't finished yet. We still have three chapters left and an author's note for the final chapter. Make sure to read the author's note at the end of this story 'cause it's very important that you read it. Don't know when I'll have the next chapter, but I'll have it up very, very soon. Hang tight ya'll and I'll catch ya'll later.

ROCKY WOLF