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'...The Teen Titans have once again prevented a wave of villains from attacking our cities. In other news, the Joker has been found to have been severely beaten, countless bones fractured and/or broken, and covered in gasoline, leaving The Batman to return him to Arkham Asylum for healing. From security cameras, it seems that he was beaten by a crowbar, however, the Joker's attacker is currently unknown. The GCPD suspect their newest villain, the RedX, is behind this commotion. This is Channel 52, and we'll return shortly after this break.'
It's simple: There is good and there is evil. There are those who commit crimes and those who stop them. The two sides are opposite, as different as day and night. And the line between them is clear... Or at least, it's supposed to be.
The RedX has helped Robin a number of times, though usually at a price. For all Robin knew, the RedX probably only aggravated the Titans for entertainment, but this? Beating up the Joker, and almost killing him? This was a new level of crazy.
Robin printed the newest article from the Gotham Gazette and pinned it onto his wall. Nothing seemed to add up. One second RedX was just robbing a bank, and then he's back to assisting the Titans even though they could handle themselves. The next week or so, he's back on the streets, stealing from a jewellery shop, the guy even left a note for Robin saying 'You'll catch me next time, little birdie.', then there'll be reports saying how he crippled two drug dealers in Steel City. Nothing added up, no matter how hard Robin tried to piece them together, something contradictory would happen and he'd have to go back to square one.
He wasn't obsessed. He wasn't like his mentor - at least he prayed that he didn't turn out like him. He just needed to find the RedX and stop him from terrorising businesses and banks. The RedX was a mistake. A mistake Robin swore he wouldn't repeat again, and that's all there is to it.
Every time he mentioned it to his team, Beast Boy would strongly suggest that RedX was Jason Todd. The entire hero community (and possibly the villain community as well) knew about the death in the Batfamily, so why would Beast Boy ever think of this being a possibility?
Despite what the evidence shows, a small voice at the back of Dick Grayson's head keeps telling him, what if Beast Boy was onto something? Albeit seemingly impossible, what if his successor, his baby brother, his Jaybird was in fact, still alive?
Three knocks on his door stopped his trail of thought. "Richard? Cyborg says that dinner is ready now, and you should go down before it's cold." Starfire was alien, and yet she walked on his Earth, would the possibility of Jason being alive be that preposterous?
"Richard?"
"I'm coming, Star." he opened the door to see Starfire smile brightly at him. "Well someone's had a good day."
"Indeed! Earlier today, Beast Boy persuaded Raven to try his tofu recipe and in exchange, Beast Boy learnt the art of tea-making!"
"I was wondering why the Tower was awfully quiet today."
"It was most enlightening to see them get along." Starfire beamed.
Robin cracked a small smile.
"GRAYSON, WOULD YOU MOVE A LITTLE FASTER? WE'RE STARVING HERE!"
"WHAT'S YOUR RUSH ALL YOU EAT IS TOFU!"
"DON'T BE RUDE, VIC! RAE, YOU'VE TRIED MY TOFU, IT'S NOT ALL BAD."
"Garfield, I would appreciate it if you didn't remind me of the terrible choices I made today."
"RAVEN HOW COULD YOU? I THOUGHT WE BONDED!"
RedX was filled with rage. How could Batman still let that…that curse upon humanity still walk around Gotham? For a man of justice, he surely put his spiritual needs before the need of the city. He keeps saying that killing isn't right, but that just stops him from enforcing justice to the Joker's victims!
He wasn't talking about Poison Ivy, Two-Face or, hell, The Riddler. He was talking about The Joker. The one that took him away from Batman. The one that has made probably millions of people lose something or someone they love. The Joker deserves every death penalty known to mankind, and he was so close tonight…but…he still couldn't do it.
It wasn't how the madman pleaded, or the voice in his head telling him it was wrong, because in his eyes, this was everything but wrong. It was just the face of what he could've called family staring at him with shock, horror and disappointment. It was Batman confirming that he wasn't supposed to be a Robin in the first place.
These mind games needed to stop. He had come so far, and was so close to finishing what he started, he needed himself to wake up and face his fears. But that pain in his chest, those screams echoing in his head, the memories of how he came back to life just keep replaying in his mind.
A trip to Jump City should fix him up. It's been a while since he last saw Dick Grayson. He's made it his personal duty to make his adoptive brother's life a living hell, and of course it's not because he misses him since he doesn't grow attached to anyone or anything.
He was the dead, broken bird with something wrong with him, a bank robbery should lighten his spirits. There's no milk or bread in the fridge anyway, might as well use that money to buy more supplies.
Starfire couldn't sleep. Not without knowing whether Robin retired to bed yet, or was still up solving this big case of his that he kept a secret from his team. Robin had been in that room of his all day, and even when the team decided to have a movie night, he refused the offer and returned to that enclosed room. She went to Raven to have her make sure he was fine, but the empath just told her to leave him alone.
It was Slade all over again, and she couldn't just stand there and watch him go insane with another case. She told Cyborg of what troubled her, and he only shook him head and told her the same thing Raven did. But she was not about to 'leave him alone' and let him 'get over it', after all, what were friends for?
She flew to his room, as she was just about to knock, the alarms sounded. On cue, the Titans sprang out of bed and raced to the T-Car. Starfire sighed. Perhaps when they get back from this mission, she could have a talk with her friend about his unhealthy habits.
"Ugh, RedX? I thought we were done with this guy!" Whined Beast Boy, who was still in his pyjamas.
"We're never ever going to be 'through' with anyone, BB." Said Cyborg, drawing up more footage on what was currently happening.
"Does X ever sleep?" yawned the changeling, as he hurried back to his room to put on his uniform.
"All right," said Robin, walking up to the rest of his team, "Raven you're with me. Star, Cyborg and Beast Boy are on damage control, let's try to contain this within 3 blocks. This shouldn't take too long."
The Team split up and hunted down their old nemesis. Raven noticed that RedX was surprisingly less energetic today, no quick comebacks or insults whatsoever. She also realised that Robin was a little distracted when the pair fought. His mind wasn't fully onto taking the RedX down, in fact, he seemed to be trying to take the mask off. Who could blame him? He's been trying to figure out the identity of the man (or woman, but most likely a man) who stole his suit.
RedX was really out of it today, seeing that he almost fell off a rooftop, if Raven hadn't been with Robin, he didn't know what he would've done to save X. The cops were waiting to arrest the criminal, but RedX escaped - as usual - and left a note behind for Robin.
'Miss me?'
The reasonable part of Robin repeated how such a thing would be impossible, but the more hopeful side of him swore that he knew that scribbly handwriting from somewhere other than the multiple notes X has left.
That night he was up at it again. Making new changes to his mind-map, new theories and facts about the RedX. Robin checked the clock on the table, next to his birdarangs.
04:38 AM
If Batman taught him anything, it would be how to make your body believe you've slept for 6 hours when in reality you've only slept for half the time.
