Sounds of the Night: Haunted Whispering

Part one

Mount Justice: 1:14 am

Superboy wandered through one of the many corridors inside Young Justice, insomnia keeping him from sleeping soundly like his other teammates. He didn't know where he was going, but he could care less. As long as he kept moving, then he wouldn't have to face the thoughts that pursued his mind like a pack of hungry wolves, he wouldn't be forced to come to terms with the guilt that was slowly choking him. So he kept walking, letting his feet carry him to the darkest corners of the mountain, wishing he could be anyone but himself. Wishing he could be him.

He was carrying a heavy burden, something that weighed down his heart and made him want to puke. Although he had confessed to Canary, although he had explained why he had felt this way, he knew that deep down he'd never be rid of this feeling. Canary knew it too, but she still hoped he would find a way around it. He scoffed. She knew nothing compared to what he was felt. Shame and guilt had become like a cancer flowing through his body, breaking down his will and clouding his thoughts. It raged inside of him like some sort of uncontrollable beast, and he couldn't seem to find a way to tame it.

The cold air blasted him from a nearby vent, shocking the clone out of his depressing thoughts. He'd somehow managed to end up near the ventilation control system, a good half hours walk from his bedroom. Sighing he turned slowly around before resuming his melancholy plod, his shoulders slumping lower as he semi curled into himself. The darkness pressed in on either side of him, seemingly almost impenetrable. Superboy hadn't even noticed its murky presence, or the way it seemed to slither along with him, its depths swirling into unrecognizable figures. As he headed back however, an uneasy feeling crept up from the base of his spine, cause the hairs along the back of his neck to stand on end.

Suddenly Robins faced materialized in the shadows, causing the meta-human to come up short in surprise.

"R-robin?" he asked in confusion.

The smoky image didn't respond, and only continued to stare at him blankly. Tentatively the clone reached out a hand in order to touch the mirage that was blocking his way. The moment he made contact however, Robins face disappeared, his signature cackle resounding around the deserted hallway; causing the clone to flinch violently. I'm seeing things, he thought as he angrily shook his head, trying in vain to drive out what he'd just seen. Taking a deep breath in order to steady himself, Superboy took a careful step forward into the thick darkness. After a few minutes of walking blindly through the hall, he began to relax slightly. Robin hadn't really been there, because if he had been, the clone would have heard the little bird's heartbeat. His tired brain was just projecting his thoughts into the nothingness he found himself in, blurring the lines between reality and his dreams. That's all there was to it.

So when he glanced to his left he lurched backwards in alarm, slamming into the cave's rocky wall. Because instead of finding himself alone as he had expected; he found himself face to face with Wally. The boy had an ugly sneer upon his face, something the clone had never seen before. It was filled with disgust and loathing. Worst of all however, was that it wasn't directed at some unseen enemy, but at Superboy himself. The younger teen's body swirled and contorted, before appearing beside him once more, snapping angrily.

"You let us die!"

Backing away in alarm Superboy shook his head, desperately trying to make the shadow disappear. Wally only followed him, muttering underneath his breath.

"You didn't even care."

The feeling of another presence behind the clone made him whip around, only to be confronted by Aqualad's murky face gazing at him in hatred.

"We should not have let you join us." The figure stated, glaring at him through narrowed eyes.

Fear engulfed Conner, and he attempted to back away from the horrible vision in front of him, only to be stopped as others appeared behind him.

"How can you call yourself our friend?" Artemis asked, crossing her arms not to Wally.

"All you care about is becoming Him." Robin hissed, and Superboy stumbled back at the malicious of it.

"N-no! Please stop. Please." Conner begged, his body shaking in quite sobs. Tears leaked out and he squeezed his eyes shut, hoping they would just go away. That these awful thoughts would just disappear.

"You abandoned me."

Megan. Opening his eyes, the clone let out a sob. There before him stood his girlfriend, her face devoid of emotion, her shape contorting into grotesque features as she stared blankly back at him. Her eyes began to glow a hot red and her face melted to match her teammates.

"YOU LEFT ME TO DIE!" She shrieked, lunging at him.

With a shout, he fell; his held his arms out to defend himself as frantically tried to regain his footing. The shadows clawed at him, shoving against each other in their eagerness to consume him. Pushing himself off the floor, Superboy took off running, shoving past Aqualad's misty form. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he pounded blindly through darkness, terror blooming rapidly inside his heart.

"You were happy! YOU WERE HAPPY!" The voices called out as they pounded after him, their inky fingers outstretched excitedly.

He felt as if a weight had been dropped into his stomach, and he nearly choked on his tears as he gasped aloud, fighting the urge to curl into a ball. They were right. Superboy knew, and they knew. And so he was running, running from the shame and guilt he felt welling up inside of him like some unstoppable force. Running from the phantoms of the people he'd let down. He just wanted it to stop, to escape this hellish nightmare that was slowly taking over his mind.

"Stay here! Stay with us!" Artemis cried, snatching at his t-shirt with her murky talons.

"NOOOOOOO!" He sobbed, covering his head and squeezing his eyes shut tight.

A light flickered on ahead of him, its pale glow illuminating his surroundings. Headless of this fact, Superboy continued to plunge forward, before colliding unexpectedly with a warm body. Tumbling to the floor in a heap, the clone gasped for breath, peaking between his tightly shut lids at his new surrounds. He was lying in the living room, the kitchen light pooling around him. His demons of darkness had seemingly disappeared, and he closed his eyes in relief, and attempted to control his shaking. The body underneath him shifted slightly, before wrapping two green arms around his neck.

"Superboy…you're hurt." A voice whispered into his chest, the hands beginning to massage his scalp comfortingly.

The clone's breath hitched as he turned to stare at the person he had bowled over. It was Megan.

Alright part two will be coming up shortly with fluff to go around! I've been procrastinating writing another chapter on this, because I wasn't sure if I wanted to continue it or not. But YoungJustice101 sent me a pm asking pm asking me to write more so….this is for you! This is basically set after episode 17, because I honestly wanted to cry that entire episode. So you can see how I used all the depressing emotions in this chapter. Chapter two will be about him and Megan coming to terms with their own doubts and yada yada cute stuff. :D

For those of you screaming at me to write the next chapter of Drowning in Secrets hold your horses (but don't drop them)! It's already been written, and is being Beta-ed as you read! Hopefully it will be up sometime tomorrow!

Anyways please review or I swear I won't write the next chapter.

Seriously I won't.

Pinky swear it.