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Dreamwritergoddess: Ah, this little birdie is the original. But just to let you have a little taste of the future, there will be some clone confusion in the future.
Dextra2: But of course, who'd did you think it was?
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Chapter 3 – I Never Told You What I Do For A Living
Robin sat in a chair at the end of a long table, a table where all the head figures of the JLA now sat. Batman sat at the other end of the table, across from Robin. Robin knew they would want to ask him questions about his time in Cadmus and he guessed that now was as good a time as any. Get the whole thing over with. Though he had to admit, he would miss sleeping at the mountain with the others, he had stayed there the night after he awoke from getting shot. This morning when Batman had come to check on his wound Robin wasn't surprised that it was already healed, it was just a flesh wound after all.
And now not an hour after Batman's discovery did he find himself sitting in that conference room at some unknown location -they had knocked him out before taking him anywhere, thanks to Bat-gas as they called it- with the big seven of the league.
"Robin, I can guess that you already know what we're going to ask..."Batman said, his hands folded on the table in front of him.
Robin gave a small nod and looked up at Batman.
"Why don't you start off with telling us exactly what it is they wanted to do with you?" Wonder Woman said with a gentle like tone in her voice.
Robin was silent for a long moment. It was now or never. He would have preferred never. "They wanted to make me a weapon, a killing machine. Not much different from Superboy, only way different at the same time. Superboy was meant to be a mindless clone to eventually replace or take out Superman. But they wanted something with a bit more umpf to it, something that could think and speak for itself. So thats when they brought me in and started making me into their tool." His eyes never wavered from the narrowed cowled eyes in front of him.
The other leaguers were silent, letting the boy's words sink in. Finally Barry got it.
"But...How can they make an unwilling participant a lethal killing machine? You were unwilling right?" The speedster asked.
Robin nodded slightly. "I didn't choose any of it, and I would never choose to do something like that. And I can't explain it really. They did things to get me to do things their way, and after a while I just got tired of fighting back..." He sounded ashamed as he looked to the floor, this caught their attention.
"They would do operations and inject me full of chemicals and all sorts of things to make me faster and better, smarter then all the others. They messed with something in my head, they did something to me that made me want to hurt people. It was like they implanted a little voice in my head, every time I look at someone all I can think about is how many different ways I could end their lives." His eyes began to burn and his fists clenched. "How badly I want to look down and see their blood on my hands, feel the life flow out of them as I kill them." he paused, Every pair of eyes in the room except Robin's were wide with shock at what they were hearing.
"They made it to where I wouldn't resist orders because I would like the order to kill. I would enjoy the job. The job of killing another human being." A few angry tears leaked from his eyes. "The worst part is how much I disgust myself. I hate myself more then anyone could. I'm so sick and filthy and horrible. And-"
"Robin!" He was cut off by Batman. He opened his teary eyes and looked at the bat. "Your bleeding."
Robin looked down at his hands, he held them out in front of his face. He hadn't noticed but he had clenched his fists so hard that his finger nails had cut into his skin and caused him to bleed. Batman was soon standing behind him, his hands on his shoulders, Robin stood at the unspoken command and allowed himself to be led out of the room full of shocked JLA members. Batman took the boy to the medbay to be bandaged.
The remaining heroes in the room looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
"What is to be done with the boy?" Martian Manhunter asked to no one in particular once Batman and Robin had disappeared from the room.
"He should be locked up...For everyone and his own safety. He could hurt himself or kill someone without meaning to. He was made to kill, he was well trained by my guesses, he's a threat to society." Aquaman said, which opened the flood gates for debate.
"Did you not here him though? He was so upset, he said he hated himself! I don't think he'd ever kill someone, I mean he hasn't tried to stick a knife into Wally yet." Flash butted in.
"Despite that he said the he liked to see the blood of another person on his hands." Green Arrow said, siding with Aquaman a bit.
"Yeah but its not his fault, those bastards did horrible things to him! He's been trained to kill for years now! He doesn't know any better, we could still save whats left of the real Robin." Black Canary growled back at Oliver.
The room erupted into chaos, it was split in half. Weather to lock Robin up, or to work with him and try to teach him how to live without killing. Superman remained silent through it all. His nerves wearing thin.
"Will all of you just shut up?" Diana yelled at the League, she to had remained silent sitting next to Clark. Everyone in the room went silent and looked at the pair.
"I think we should wait to hear what Batman has to say about all of this, he's a smart man, he's usually good in a situation like this..."Superman said, everyone seemed to agree with him despite still being stubborn about what should become of Robin.
As if on cue the Dark Knight entered the room, he took his seat once more. Robin was missing from his sight. Looking at the questioning looks from everyone he answered them. "I left him in the Medbay with Hal for the time being, I don't want him breaking down again..." He fell silent as he took in all he had heard that day.
"What do we do with him?" Superman asked slowly.
"Put him in a high level security mental ward, so then he won't be able to hurt anyone." Oliver said, his arms folded across his chest.
"Or we work with him to correct what has been made wrong in his mind and salvage the little boy that used to be Robin!" Black Canary snapped back at the archer. They glared at each other for a long moment before both looking to Batman.
"Before we can go locking up anyone, we have to see if he's sane enough to be helped at all. I'll conduct a mental exam and if he's okay enough then I'll allow Canary and a few others to help him. If he's beyond repair then Green Arrow can do what he wants with him so long as it follows the law." Batman announced.
"And where are you going to conduct this mental exam? And how for that matter? Cat-scan?" Flash asked with an eyebrow raised.
"No, I'm going to great a computer simulation for him to go through. He won't be aware that its a simulation, so he has the free will to act on whatever choice he makes. He won't have to hide his true desires." The Crusader said as he stood once again. "I'm going to conduct it in the Cave. No one can get in or out of there without getting through me first, so if he fails and decides to run. I will stop him." With that the man was gone. And the divided adults looked at each other for a long moment before getting up and leaving as well.
Sorry if it seems kind of short, I just want to keep this chapter and the simulation chapter separate.
Oh and the song is I Never Told You What I Did For A Living by MCR.
