A/N: I just love making you readers guess. You guys have no idea what I have planned for this fic. And some of you are still guessing to whom those kids belong to. And to clear it up, Jessica is David's ex girlfriend! She dumped him to go work with Slade. And the kids belong to James. Remember when he said he teased his kids the same way he teased Robin? With that all taken care of, here is your chapter! Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I'll be boring today. I don't own anything from the Teen Titans.

Chapter 10 Past Eraser

"Well, here we are," James said while stopping in front of a door in the middle of the hallway. It looked like nothing special, and it was more along the lines of a janitor closet. Robin was just as worried, though, because Slade was behind this door with a plan Robin knew had to do with something with him.

Robin sucked in his fear and opened the door with no hesitation. James was a bit surprised at this, but followed the boy in and locked the door behind him. The room was medium sized with a lot of computers and equipment all over the walls. A single, metal table was in the middle of the room, and the sight of this made Robin's stomach turn.

"Where is the technician who works the machine?" Slade said from the side. Robin gave a small shiver at the sound of his voice and because the room was almost cold enough to see your breath. Slade was with a woman who was the principle of the school. She always had her brown hair in a tight bun, and her black eyes bore down at her victims like they were the scum of the earth. Whenever she talked it was always short and to the point and in her snobby French accent.

"This is he," the principle said while waving a hand over to James.

"What!" Robin asked in shock. He shot a stunned look over to James and glared at him. "What is going on, James? I demand an explanation!" James said nothing because he was at a loss of words. He knew how to work the machine like any other teacher did. He did not think that he would be the one doing it to Robin, though.

"It's called a Past Eraser," Slade said while slowly stepping up in front of Robin. "We hook you up to this machine and it goes into your memory and erases it except for the few things I would like to keep. It can even change and warp some of your memories to things I want them to." He paused for a few seconds for effect then said coldly, "When you leave this room, Robin, you won't remember your parents, the Batman, or even the Teen Titans. All you will remember is that you belong to me."

A lot of information had been whacked at him in only a short period of time. Robin just stared up at Slade with total shock and disbelief on his face. How could a machine do all that? His mind was so advanced that he could clearly remember his time with his parents in the circus. His time with Batman was just like yesterday. How would he be able to forget all that?

"You don't believe me, do you, Robin?" Slade asked him with some amusement in his voice. He took a step forward and Robin made a small step back with a frown forming on his face. "Then let me put it this way," Slade said with some thought. "Your memory is like a string of data. Agree?"

Robin thought a little and then shook his head yes. This whole time the principle was telling James a few things about the machine and what to do. He was fiddling with the small silver cross on a chain around his neck. It was a nervous habit of his. He really did not want to be the one doing this to Robin.

"Now, you can change data," Slade said. "This machine goes in and changes it or erases it. You will wake up tomorrow remembering nothing of this conversation. But right now you have to understand it. It is possible, Robin."

"But it will just be like amnesia," Robin said quickly. "If I see something that makes me remember my past then I can instantly remember it."

"Robin, you're in Venice, Italy," Slade said with a small, evil laugh at Robin's foolishness. "Your team is on the other side of the world, and they have no clue that you are with me. No will come looking for you, and you will not even remember them. For a long time you will not see or hear anything of the Teen Titans or any of your past. And that is just enough time."

Robin searched for words desperately. He found none, though. Slade was right. If this happened then Slade would win. But Robin was not going down that easily. Without a word, Robin bolted for the door. He did not think it was locked and that was his mistake. He panicked when it wouldn't open for him.

"You're not getting out of here any time soon," Slade said to Robin with some amusement in his voice. Robin hit the metal door with a tight fist with a loud, frustrated cry. He was now mad at himself for being so stupid and walking into a trap like this. He turned around to face Slade and shot the man a deadly glare.

"This is your first test into acceptance for this school," Slade said. "That table over there is to hold you down before we knock you out. I'm sure that you will not come quietly, so the principle, here, has agreed to not give you a test herself like other students who want to join the school. You're test will be how you fight me. If you win, then your memory will not be erased. If I win, you will be on that table knocked out. You can do whatever you want to get away. And be creative because I won't go easy on you."

"Can I be cheerleader?" James asked with a smile. His smile dropped when Robin shot him a dirty glare to shut up. "Just trying to lighten up the mood in here," James said weakly with a small shrug.

"Shut up," the principle hissed at James.

"Before I shut up for once," James said, "You can't hurt Robin too much, Slade. No broken bones, kay?"

Slade glanced over to James with a small nod. Robin saw this as an opening and went into action. He did not care if he was being tested for the stupid school. All he knew was that this was a good time to beat Slade once and for all and get back home. All he so desperately wanted right now was to go back home! At the moment, he had some hope to do just that.

Robin gave a small battle cry while coming at Slade with a roundhouse kick to the head. Slade ducked easily, but Robin expected this from the man from the many times he had fought Slade. Robin landed behind Slade and spun around and slid under the man on his back. He jammed his foot up in an attempt to get him where it counted. It was worth a try and was different from his usual style of fighting.

Slade had been surprised by Robin's move that was a bit different, but he quickly grabbed Robin's ankle and started to casually drag the teen to the table. Robin gave a small grunt while thinking of ways to get out of Slade's grip. He threw himself forward and grabbed Slade's shoulder, and this made the man a bit off balance. While still holding onto Slade's shoulder with both hands, Robin brought up his free leg and kneed Slade right in the face while the man was trying to regain some of his balance.

The man released Robin's ankle, and the teen jumped back to make sure he would stay free. He had no time to recoup because Slade was already coming back at him. This time Slade got a hold onto Robin's wrist. Robin tried to break free by some simple moves, but every time he tried something Slade tightened his grip. The man then started to pull Robin toward the table once again.

"No," Robin muttered as he pulled himself the opposite way Slade wanted him to go. He was having a hard time with this challenge because he was so used to having Slade just wanting to beat him up while he had the same idea in mind. But this was different. Robin wanted to beat Slade to a pulp while Slade only wanted him down. He had to change his perspective another way, and he was trying to quickly adapt to this new way to fighting.

"Getting frustrated, Robin?" Slade asked him while pretty much dragging the teen to the table. It wasn't so hard because Robin was a light teen who ate almost nothing. He smiled under his mask when he saw Robin give him a glare.

Robin then jumped into the air and tried to kick Slade in the face once again. Slade expected this and dodged out of the way while still holding onto the boy's wrist in a vice grip. Robin then realized that he could not repeat his moves if he wanted to get free. He smiled when an idea hit him. If Slade wanted Robin to be creative, then he sure would get it.

The teen ran toward the table. This caught Slade off guard. Robin then ran under Slade's legs while grabbing Slade's hand that was holding onto his wrist. When he got the other side of Slade, he twisted his arm so that it was hard for Slade to keep his grip on his wrist. Slade let him go and spun around. Robin ran to the door of the room and stood there.

"You want me, Slade," Robin said, "Then come and get me."

Robin noticed that the principle was smiling and nodding her head. She looked like she wanted to break out the popcorn and watch the fight unfold. James looked a bit worried and was fiddling with the silver cross around his neck once again. They made eye contact and James smiled slightly. This only made Robin confused. He had thought that James had betrayed him, but maybe James was still on his side.

"Good, Robin," Slade said while putting his hands behind him in his normal, relaxed stance. Robin stayed in his fighting stance as he stared at Slade with fire burning in his eyes. "But that was just a warm up. Now things will get serious."

Slade said nothing else. He started to come at Robin because it was clear that the teen was not going to budge if Slade did nothing. Robin had to play defensive and offensive now. He had to dodge Slade's persistent attacks so not get trapped in another deadly hold. But if he wanted to win, he had to hit him some time.

"Go, Robin!" James said cheerfully when Robin nailed Slade in the chest and made the man stumble back and into a wall. He was now getting all into it, and he had some faith that Robin could win. When Slade gave him a glare, he just shrugged his shoulders and said in a joking tone, "Not everyone has to cheer for you, Slade."

After a few more minutes of the two going at each other, Robin started to wear out, yet Slade was still fresh. The teen was running out of moves, and he was starting to repeat ones as his head spun for any new ones. But Slade just kept coming at him with full force. It was starting to scare Robin. He was realizing that he had no chance of winning this.

Robin was now gasping for breath because this had been going on for a good two hours. The sweat was dripping down his back and forehead as he ducked and dodged out of the way of attacks. He had to struggle to get out of Slade's grips as he slowly was dragged over to that dreaded table. He was slipping away fast. Sooner than later it would be all over.

The teen finally got out of one hold and that Slade had on his wrist. He tried to gain some ground by heading for the door, but he was suddenly seized by his shoulders. He was flipped over Slade's head and came crashing down on the metal floor face first. He landed on his hands and knees with a wince. He tried to roll to the side, but Slade caught him by his hair and pulled him to his feet.

"Are you losing energy?" Slade asked Robin. He then let Robin go. The teen quickly went in for a punch to Slade's side, but Slade grabbed his fist in both hands and pulled Robin toward him. This knocked Robin off guard. He slammed into Slade's chest with a wince. He was grabbed around the waist and carried toward the table.

"Let go!" Robin protested while trying to break free. He tried kicking and punching, but Slade seemed to be a brick wall at this point. Robin gasped for breath for a few seconds as he tried to regain strength. He tried again, but his attacks were fruitless. He just did not have enough strength or energy left in him.

"No!" Robin yelled as he was dropped onto the table. He had already lost, but the realization of the situation was now starting to kick in. He would never be able to remember his friends or family after this. All those memories that he cherished or hated would be wiped away, and he would have no idea he had ever had them. He didn't was to lose them.

"Don't do this!" Robin shouted desperately. He tried to get up from the table, but Slade shoved him back down. He was then strapped down tightly, but the teen still strained against his bindings while shouting protests. "Please, Slade, don't do this!"

Slade looked down at Robin as James started up the machine. "I'll see you in the morning, my apprentice," Slade said smoothly. "Have a good sleep and nice dreams."

"No, Slade!" Robin yelled as Slade left. "Don't!"

A bright light went on above Robin, and he had to squint to see anything. James face suddenly came into view. He said nothing for a few seconds as he just looked down at Robin with concern and empathy in his eyes. "Hold still, Robin," he then said quietly. "This will only hurt for a few seconds."

Pain erupted in Robin's shoulder and he cried out. He then winced as another wave of pain flew through his body. His head started to spin while his vision started to fuzz. He winced again while trying his hardest to hang on to conciseness.

I'll miss you, Titans, was Robin's last thought before finally giving into the darkness around him. One single, hot tear escaped his eye and fell down onto the table. He didn't want to wake up if this was the price he had to pay. But fate had more in store for him.

- James -

At around one in the morning James was finally finishing up his job with Robin. Everyone was fast asleep, so he had the cold, dark room to himself which sometimes creeped him out. For hours he had been staring at his computer screen and slowly but surely erasing Robin's past. He had just finished with Robin's life with Batman, and he had warped some of those memories into dark ones that would make Robin fear his old mentor.

James sighed for the hundredth time that night as he erased Robin's first memory of his team. He knew that he shouldn't feel all that guilty of what he was doing because he already had a plan in action to restoring the boy's memory and return him to his friends, but there were many things in between those two points. James had to keep Slade off his trail and fool him till the very last minute.

The door of the room opened up a little and let some light shine in. James glanced over to the intruder to see it was only Slade. His hand went up to the cross around his neck as he looked back to his screen. He was not in the mood to talk to this evil mad man.

"How much longer will this take?" Slade asked James while walking quietly up to him. He pulled up himself a rolling chair and sat down next to James.

"I lost track a few hours ago," James said with a yawn. "It was around the same time my coffee ran out." He glanced over to Slade again with a grin that quickly dropped because of the man's stern look. "Two or three," James then muttered with another sigh.

"How is he taking it?" Slade asked while looking over to Robin's motionless body.

"He's a strong kid," James said. "He's taking it perfectly fine. I'm just worried about when he wakes up. He's going to have a lot of questions of his blurry past. You're going to have to come up with a fake past for him if you want him to not pester you with questions."

There was a long, unhealthy pause in the room. James didn't dare look over to Slade as he kept working with the computer. He was worried that Slade already knew of his plan.

"There's more," Slade said while studying James' face.

"I don't know how he's going to react," James said after a long pause. "I'm taking away and changing so much memory that I don't know how his mind will function. He'll live, but I don't know if this machine will do the job you're hoping it will do."

"What will happen if this doesn't work?" Slade asked him.

"Nothing big," James said with a shrug. "He will just regain some memories, but this will just confuse the boy because everything in his mind will be jumbled up. I'm walking on thin ice right now."

"We need a plan to keep him busy and so that his mind is not thinking of his past," Slade said while rubbing his chin with an index finger in deep thought. "What do you think?"

"Another mission," James answered. He was so glad that he was on Slade's good side right now. "He could be sent out to assassin someone by himself and be tested by that. If you want to make this superhero change all his morals on life, the best way is to make him kill a man. After that he is pretty much yours."

"I know that," Slade snapped back at James with annoyance. "I just think that it is too early for him. He might hesitate and that will bring up his past again."

James gave a small laugh and said, "With all his memory gone we won't know what to think! It would be a great time to give him that assignment."

Another long pause.

"Perfect," Slade said while smiling evilly under his mask. If James said it was a good idea then he would have to go with it. After Robin finished his next mission, the boy would be his.

"Finished," James said with a yawn. "It was quicker to erase all of his memory of the Titans than I thought it would. I didn't have to change anything there. Now, would you like to help me carry you're new and improved slave to his bed?"

"He's not heavy," Slade said while standing up.

"Yeah, but the problem is that I have no clue where his room is," James said with a smile.

Slade rolled his eye and picked up Robin by his ankles. James took the other end and they both slowly started to walk back to Robin's room. There was once again that sickening silence as the two made their way down the deserted hallways of the school. They finally made it to the room and carefully set Robin's body down on the bed.

"You can leave now," James said while waving Slade away. "I have a few more tests to do before I can leave Boy Wonder, here, alone." Slade nodded and left right away.

James smiled at the door then looked back down at Robin. Slade had no idea what was going on right now, but he would figure it out sometime soon. James hoped it would be too late. "Slade shouldn't trust someone like me too much," James said to himself. He gave a laugh then said, "I love my job way too much!"

A/N: Short chapter once again. Sorry for doing this to you guys. The next chapter will be of Robin waking up. I'm having too much fun with this fic. But I'm having another fan fiction coming out soon that I'm sure will be really good, so this fic might be slow to update in the future. But please review! Thanks!