Garret took a couple of hesitant steps into the auditorium, as if feeling someone would jump over him, and knock him out. There was complete silence, and his steps echoes bounced over the walls. Richard had no idea where any of them were. He knew they were hidden, but not quite sure where, but he hoped it was a safe place.

Richard didn't know if becoming a super hero at this time was a good idea, after all this was another different place, with his friends being almost totally different people. What if he tried to save the day and end up dead. No, he couldn't afford that. Listening carefully, the young and scared teenager recognized another set of footsteps hurrying inside. They were heels, and thin one, judged by the taps they made when they contacted the clear floor. They stopped abruptly and a female spoke up.

"Leave it alone, Garret." She said, exhausted. "You've made them suffer enough."

"You know I don't care about her friends or her." He said loudly. "I am looking for something, and I'm not leaving until I find it."

Richard stood up little by little until his legs were stretched so he could walk. Moving to the glass on the front of the room, he peeked out, with one eye, and saw Terra, her dress ruined and her hair messy looking at Garret. He held the gun in his hand, with a finger dangerously pressed over the trigger. Then, without looking at her, he pointed the gun at Terra.

"Or until you find it." He said.

Terra's eyes narrowed. "You wish."

In a swift move, the gun was now pressed over her forehead and Garret's finger pressed further, threatening to pull it. Richard's super hero instinct kicked in, and he moved over to the door. Without thinking, he kicked it down, breaking it.

A shot was heard.

Garret stared at the now destroyed door and pointed the gun at it, waiting for someone to come out. Terra took this as an opportunity, taking the gun and using it's hard side to knock out Garret. And it worked, but she knew he'd wake up soon, and he'd be pissed.

"Richard, he's down!"

Everyone took this as a signal and several doors from around the auditorium opened up, and his friends ran out for the door. Richard quickly moved downstairs with Terra, grabbing her arm and moving away from the unconscious Garret. Everybody scurried out and with no need of orders headed to the door. Richard ran quickly, keeping up with them. His friends left the auditorium, followed by Terra, and then he felt a hand grab on his heel and tugging him down, sending him to the floor. He groaned in pain as he was dragged backwards by a strong arm.

"Richard!" A shriek was heard, and several footsteps following it.

Garret positioned himself on top of Richard, a nasty gash on his forehead and bead of sweat tracing down it. He shook in anger, a crooked smile placed upon his lips. Richard knew his friends had come back for him, he heard the scared gasps and chattering. Maybe not all of them, but Kori, Gar and Terra were there, and he couldn't risk their lives. Thinking fast, he planted his elbow into Garret's arms, sending him crashing over him. Then pushing him off, he punched his stomach and scurried off quickly. When he stood up, the only thing he saw was Garret's fist. His hand protected his face, receiving the blow, and sending hot pain flowing through his knuckles.

"I don't care about you, Grayson." Garret said in between shallow breaths lowering his arms, but still standing in defensive stance. "Just get out of my way and I'll consider not killing anyone."

Richard lowered his fist, holding his twisted hand with the healthy one. "You really think I will?" He sighed, and cursed himself when his voice came out raspy.

"I was hoping." Garret said, his eyes slits, as they moved to look at the people at the door. Sirens were heard loudly, and Richard felt relieved, but Garret didn't back down.

"Give it up, Garret. The police are here, and they're looking for you." Terra said, holding the gun tight in between her fingers. As defeat covered Garret, no tears came out, nor any breakdown or rage. Instead, a sick smile drew on his lips, and he started laughing. Loud and shrieking laughs were heard, as he inhaled loudly to regain more air. He walked closer to Richard, holding his stomach in pain. Richard smiled to himself when he saw him. Weak, and unable to breathe. At least he know Garret was far off worse than him, there was no one he could put up a fight now.

"You think they're your friends huh Terra?" He said, a smile still spread on his face. "These people? They hate you! Why do you think you were left alone with me?!" He was screaming now, rage dripping off his words. Terra kept a plain expression at him. Kori and Garfield could just watch and listen.

"But you're not like me. You won't be able to do anything to help me, and you know why? Because you still care about that jerk." His voice was low but still audible and threatening. Terra's eyes opened a bit and she clutched the gun tighter. Garfield looked at her, pain in his eyes. He never knew her side of the story after all, but she still cared about him.

"Well, hate to break it to you, but he doesn't care about you. Who would anyway? You're just a useless little girl." He panted loudly waiting for an answer. Terra just stood there, all eyes on her. Richard's rage was consuming him now. Maybe Terra wasn't his best friend, but no one insulted a titan like that in front of him, or rather, an ex-titan.

He took control and grabbed Garret's right hand, twisting it under his back and gaining a shriek of pain. Falling to his knees Garret cursed loudly. The cops came into the room after it, and after the group of troubled teenagers downstairs were calmed down. Finding Garret on the floor they ran to him and took charge of the teenager. Richard looked as they took him away, and wasn't surprised when his threats were thrown into the air. Terra let the gun drop when silence fell, and immediately fled the room. Garfield watched her go and looked at Kori. She nodded her head softly and gave him a reassuring smile. Garfield got the message and exited, just as fast as Terra had.

Turning her gaze to Richard she bowed her head in embarrassment. Walking closer to her he noticed trails of dried tears on her cheeks, but still kept a smile on her face.

"Are you okay?" She said silently, looking at the floor.

"I'll live through it." He joked. She kept her face looking downwards, and then felt a finger lift her chin up to meet two blue orbs staring back at her. "It wasn't your fault, if that's what you're thinking."

"This wouldn't have happened if I…"

"If Garret wouldn't have been such a jerk. We're all okay, Kori, including you. That's what matters right now." He gave her a reassuring smile and she quickly hugged him tightly. He was surprised, but returned the hug, smiling to himself.

"What do you say w ego fro an icecream with everyone?" He offered his folded arm for her to take.

Smiling sweetle, she itnerwined her own arms with his. "I say it's a great idea."

Both of them walked down to the school's entrance, where cops interviewed shaken students and found the rest of their friends there. Karen ran to them and threw her hands on Kori.

"Thank goodness you're okay!" She said while hugging her. Victor came walking behind her, placing a han on Richard's shoulder.

"You okay man?" He asked.

"I'm fine, just tired." Richard said with a half smile. Looking around, he saw Terra and Garfield talking, and judging by the look on their faces, it was a conversation they needed to have long time ago.

"Can we get out of here? This place is becoming really uncomfortable." Wally walked to them.

"I say we do." Richard commented and waved his arms to call upon them.

"Hey! I don't want to interrupt any conversations, but you can finish them when w ego for icecream!" He hollered. Garfield looked over to him and offered a smile, joining the group with Terra.

The night eneded up in a good note. Garret was being held captive, Kitten swallowed her pride and offered a forced "sorry" to Kori, which was better tan nothing. But Robin knew, deep in his heart, that he didn't belong here. Even if it felt right, he didn't.

And that was still something he had to fix.