Oh, hi. *dodges a tomato* Ok, geez I'm sor- *stage explodes* Stop I'm trying to say I'm sorry geez like come on get a grip. Now, heres a new chappie yay!

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Robin's POV

I turned around to see many faces gaping at me.

My cheeks burned bright red and my eyes found the floor. "You guys are gonna get flies in your mouth," I muttered.

Then I stood up straight and my whole demeanor changed. "Flash, you need to call Batman and tell him to come over here. And bring Superman."

Flash nodded numbly and tapped his com link.

"But I can-" Superboy started, but I cut him off.

"No, you can't. You may have superstrength but you don't have supervision. We don't know how much debris he's under and if you move any, it could just get worse."

I watched as Superboy's fists clenched and he slowly nodded.

Flash came back, "They're on their way."

"Good. Wally?"

Nothing. I was about to call out again when Superboy said, "He said 'Hm?'"

"I need you to stay awake for me."

Superboy once again talked for Wally, "He said, 'But Dickie Biiiird. I'm reeeeaaallly tired.'"

I sat for a moment and thought. Wally's energy meter must be really low. He knows not to call me my civilian name- nickname around the team.

"I know, Wally. But I really need you to stay awake."

"He said he'd try, but no promises," Superboy said.

I hoped Batman and Superman got here fast enough.

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Wally's POV

Man, I'm tired. Why can't I sleep again? Oh yeah, that's right. Robin needs me to stay awake.

I hear voices up top talking to each other. They all sound really nervous. I'm kinda hoping that I don't look as bad as I feel.

"...ally...Wall...Wally!"

"What?" I groan out.

"Batman and Superman are on their way."

My already shallow breath hitched and I was wide awake. Batman was coming.

"Whattabout Supey? Can't he get me outta here?"

"We can't tell how much rubble your under. We need his x-ray vision," comes the muffled reply.

"Why is Batman coming though?" I ask, hoping my voice comes out as curious instead of the fear that's coursing through my veins.

"He's coming so we can get an idea about your injuries and how extensive they are."

"B-b-but can't Superman do that, I mean w-w-won't his x-ray vision help with that?"

"Superman can see your injuries, but he can't relay them to us. Batman can."

I was silent. My mind was in a frenzy.

He's mad at me! Oh my god he's gonna kick my tail when he figures out about this!

I started vibrating in panic.

"Wally! Stop! Your gonna hurt yourself!" It went through one ear and out the other.

Memories of everything that happened last time I encountered Batman flashed through my mind.

Wait, no.

I stopped, listening to what my brain had to say. Sometimes it really felt like we were two different people. Him being the wise and me being dumb.

That had been a dream. It wasn't real.

Oh yes, that's right.

Flashback

I opened my eyes to see a bright light in front of me.

They found me!

I turned to my left and was surprised to see Batman staring at me.

"Hey Bats," my voice was really raw. I waited for him to answer and say something about how he hated that nickname, but it never came. He just sat there.

"Umm, hello?"

He stood up and towered over me. His face in his usual batglare, but for some reason, it was more menacing. I gulped. Then I watched in horror as he raised his left hand and slapped me in the face. Hard.

"Wh-what're you-" I was stopped short as he slapped me again.

"Shut up."

Then he turned around and walked away. He tapped his com link and said something before coming back.

"You failed a mission, and ran off like a baby. The team came to your house to tell your parents that you were needed for a special mission, but they found you in the house, alone, in the basement. You woke up and told them that your dad hit you. What kind of hero are you? You can't even stand up to your own father. How are you supposed to save the world?" It wasn't a question, really.

Then Batman curled his hand into a fist and punched me in the gut. I couldn't breathe. His face twisted into a cruel smirk. He proceeded to punch and kick me until I was purple.

He grabbed me by the throat and picked me up. "If you ever even attempt to come near the team, I'll be back." he spat. "You're not a superhero. Your parents beat you up and left you because you were such a disappointment. Do not contact the team, or it'll be the last thing you do."

With that, he dropped me on the floor and walked away.

"Wait... B-Batman... Please c-come back... H-help m-me..." was my last attempt at words before a white light blinded me.

End Flashback

Thinking back on that, I realized how cruel Batman had been, and how uncharacteristic the dream version of him was. I mean, sure sometimes he yells at me, but he wouldn't ever go that far... right?

I realized someone was talking to me again.

"-an you hear me? Wally? K-"

"Robin geez calm down. I'm right here."

"Good. Batman and Superman are here now. But first, I need you to tell us what you're stuck under."

As I thought back to about twenty minutes ago, I realized that I hadn't gotten the chance to tell them.

"Um, just my arms and legs," I replied.

I heard some mumbling conversation up top, then a little bit of rubble dropped as Superman lifted one of the boulders (I guess you could call it that) off of me. I was blinded for a couple seconds as my vision adjusted. Then I was looking into the worried faces of my team.

"H-hey guys," I said halfheartedly.

I watched as they took in my condition. Batman just kinda batglared for a second and then he turned around and ran off. I assumed he was going to get first aid stuff. The whole team let out a gasp. Flash began to vibrate a little. Superman was just shocked. Megan started crying and everyone looked at each other in silent debate of who was gonna comfort her since Supey was helping Superman. I guess they ended up deciding that Artemis should do it, because that's what she was doing two seconds later. She guided Megan away, whispering words of comfort and awkwardly patting her back.

After seeing the expressions on my friends faces, I tried to send them a smile of reassurance. I'm pretty sure it came out as a grimace though.

"Ok, now that that's done, we're gonna get the bigger chunks off of you," Superman said. I nodded in understanding.

I felt the Super's lifting one of the boulders off of my arm and a white light flashed as pain shot through my arm. I screamed in pain before everything went black.

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Hey wow that actually wasn't that bad. Ok so I think I might start a new story. It'll have to do with Teen Titans more than Young Justice tho. Or I might make a TMNT one. Well, either way they're going to be hurt/comfort because those are my favorite and I pretty much suck at any other ones... No wait, I can make a mean angst one. Well not the point. But yeah I'm gonna let you guys decide which one you want. Young Justice is not an option right now tho. Also, I'm not ditching this story so just calm your baloney slices before they fall off.

Alright well I'll see you next time. Please review and tell me which one you want. Thank ya. Byee!