A/N: Hey everybody! Sorry for the long update, and even though I only got practically five reviews (which I should say is a lot better than nothing), I just wanted everyone to know that those were some of the kindest and most thoughtful reviews I have ever read!

Oh! Another warning:

THIS CHAPTER FEATURES SOME "HELL" THEMES, SUCH AS THE UNDERWORLD, THE DEVIL, AND ETC. IF YOU ARE "SENSITIVE" ABOUT THESE ISSUES, DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER. I DON'T WANT TO GET REVIEWS COMPLAINING OF ISSUES I HAD ALREADY WARNED YOU ABOUT!

Also, this chapter contains a lot of flashbacks and transitions of current events of what happened after Kori died.

Thank you so much to my dedicated readers; this chapter is for you!

YOU KILLED KORI ANDERS

"What? I did nothing to her!" Richard yelled in his leader-like tone. "I haven't even had contact with her for years! So why the hell-"

THIS IS HELL. AND YOU HELPED CREATE IT. DID YOU THINK YOU COULD ESCAPE THE REALITY YOU'VE MADE FOR THE ONES YOU'VE LOVED?

Richard watched, fearful for his fate, as the disgusting-looking replica of himself staggered forward towards him, the replica's eyes glowing red and subsiding into a coal colored shade. With its eyes widening far beyond the normal human capacity, the thing looked practically possessed; it was almost like the devil himself was-

Suddenly it hit Richard like a ton of bricks. He DID kill Kori. Everything was the effect of what he had done in the first place. If he hadn't have broken up the Titans, Kori wouldn't have been forced to find a home. And if Kori hadn't been forced to find at least a roof over her head, she wouldn't have gone to Roy in desperation. And if she hadn't have moved in with Roy, marriage wouldn't have had to be an option. Each event triggered another, and within each event triggered came a new problem and a new cause for another set of problems. If she had known that she would be marrying a wasted businessman, she wouldn't be…dead. And not because of Roy, because of him. Just because Roy killed her on Christmas day in the morning that didn't mean Roy was the only one to blame.

Richard killed her…he had killed-

A flash of light led him to a cemetery, and there was nothing but a sad aura of gray from people's trench coats surrounding the glass casket. And there she lay; same as the time he had seen her in her room when she was crying. Except she was sleeping…and she would be sleeping forever because of what he had done to her.

But before he had even gotten the chance to utter a sigh from his chest and release the pain he was holding inside, red, velvety blood began to seep from the coffin, making its way to Richard's feet.

"Kori! No!"

A long flight of stairs was displayed before him, and he began to run as fast he had ever run in his life towards the casket. But as he climbed each stair, the space between him and the casket began to unravel into a longer staircase, and every time he thought he could grasp it, it seemed like the coffin would pull away swiftly.

Just as he was about to give up, he saw something in the distance, a blurry image of Kori appeared in front of him. He looked down and noticed that he was no longer climbing the stairs, but floating in the air. Make that flying in the air. With Kori.

She soared gracefully in the air, swooping down and running her fingers in the ocean's cool waters as she hovered slightly above it.

Her silky laughter filled the air. "Robin! Join me in the perilous game of…Tag, was it?"

Richard was too shocked to utter even a single word. This was nonsense! She was dead, he was sure of it, as much as he hated for that to be her fate. She was dead!

"B-but- you- I-"

"Nonsense Robin! Please, join me!"

She flew off into the distance towards the familiar "T" shaped tower, and without even realizing it till later, Robin was flying after her.

Richard's hair was swept back as he swooped up and down dangerously, enjoying the carefree feeling he was experiencing. But his relief was soon short-lived when she stopped abruptly, starring at him with those piercing jade eyes.

This wasn't the same stare that would make his heart melt; it wasn't the stare she had when he had seen her at the Christmas party, but it was a pleading gaze she had bestowed upon him, and as he watched her eyes cloud with gray tears, wounds suddenly began to open in her skin. She grew weaker and weaker with every scar that formed on her body, and soon she was on her knees, begging for mercy at him.

"Robin, Robin help me! Robin!"

His muscles froze at the sight of her dying before him, and with each pleading cry from her she seemed to get even more crippled until she fell to the ground, almost lifeless with her chest rising and falling in an unusually slow fashion. Tears could be heard as they splattered against the cement. She tried to breathe out her last words as her swollen eyes began to close slowly, and tears came to Richard's eyes as he could do nothing but watch her, paralyzed of movement, and helplessly trying to break away from his statue-like position.

"I love you, R…Robin."

And then they fell. He ran over to her, shaking her desperately. The tears that he had thought were inferior to life were now hitting him hard, and the impact of it was surprising to him to know that such little things had a great effect on him.

"Kori! Kori, get up!"

He stood up but instantaneously dropped to his knees. "Why the hell is this happening? I don't want to live like this!"

The black-cloaked figure appeared before him within a blink of his eye, even more frightening than ever.

"Is that all you EVER THINK ABOUT? YOUSELF?" it roared angrily, this time with words. "You selfish monster! She has died, because of YOU!"

Its deep and eerie demonic voice taunted him, but instead of cowering in a corner, he slammed his fists into the ground as his tears continued to fall.

"Shut up! I loved her! Of course I wanted her to live! I would've given up my LIFE for her!" he raged.

A supernatural silence filled the poisonous air, as the monster-like Richard looked him in the eyes, its eyes opened as wide as a human's can get.

"Then why didn't you?"

A mix of emotions suddenly attacked Richard, and before he knew it a crevice had formed until he fell through the ditch, falling until he found a small cliff to clutch onto with his life. He felt hands tugging at him, the poor, unfortunate souls trying to pull him into the Underworld that they had too been trapped in, wanting for him to suffer the anguished afterlife that they had been living in for years.