"At least he's out of the house," The voice was low, emotionless, and easily recognized as the dark side of the team. Raven was crossing her arms, her eyes almost fluorescent under the hood that it made the emerald boy next to her shift and shake softly; being out here in Jump City at night was just too creepy.
"Yeah, but he basically stormed out of his cave and yelled that he had the answer." His voice was a little bit older than what it used to be, but still had a childish ring to it.
"Friends, Robin has returned and has a way to stop the evilness that Slade is." Starfire's soft voice was in almost a shout-whisper, since she could barely hide her emotions from the excitement about to erupt from her. The only thing keeping her from wrapping her arms around the Boy Wonder was his rough attitude and persistence. She stared at his back and he continued to march through the city.

Cyborg on the other hand was still uneasy. Robin was unstable. He wasn't ready for this. The only person who seemed to believe him was probably not smart enough to even comprehend what 'unstable' was. And he wasn't going to use the blonde geomancer as an example around him.
"So," He walked a little faster to catch up to the quiet crusader, "Any chance you gonna tell us the plan?"
"Yeah dude. My feet are killing me and I'm pretty sure this trip could be easier in flight." Beast Boy whined.
"We're almost there. Just don't worry about anything, alright?" Robin's voice was still making Cyborg uneasy, but he left it alone. He felt that one false move could set him off and have them stuff him in a straight jacket.

It was still silent and Beast Boy had to break the tension. Starfire and Raven were even on foot, and if Starfire didn't break the tension, he had to.
"Any chance this has to do with the Phantom of the Menace?"
He was lucky Robin didn't get the joke. But he was unlucky Raven had to elaborate.
"Does Slade have anything to do with it, Robin?" She asked, suddenly floating next to him, the wind almost chilling the olive-skinned boy making him just as uneasy as his metal-bodied friend.

"You'll see when we get there." Robin answered after another moment of silence. Of course, that's not the plan he was having in mind. He would take Slade down himself. The Team could handle the henchmen, but he wanted Slade himself. He wanted to toss him in jail and watch him regret the decisions he had made. He wanted him to murmur his name from time to time, mumbling how much he wished he had changed before he met him. He wanted to show everyone he wasn't just some side-kick, no; he was much more than that.
"When will we get there?" Beast Boy had to ask, seeing as the conversation ended without a true answer. He knew that if he didn't ask, no one would.
"Just be patient." Robin glared, but didn't face Beast Boy to show him that he was. Just calm your temper, Dick. Take it down a notch.
"We've been patient for three hours, man." Cyborg stopped mid-walk, Raven and Beast Boy doing the same after a moment; but Robin didn't stop and Starfire continued to follow.
"Just trust me." He didn't stop walking to even look at them, and that just set them off. This wasn't just a stupid little kid-mission, this was serious. And they didn't have time to just wait around and beg for answers. Robin didn't have the answers to explain all of this, and he honestly could've done it better alone. The only reason they were here was because of the fact if he left, it would cause suspicion. This way, he could occupy them as he went in for the kill.

Kill.
Would he even kill anybody if he had the chance to kill him, would he?
Shoving that thought out of his head, he realized that he had stopped and continued on walking, lost in his own mind and train of thoughts.
"What is up with him?"
"Just don't say anything."
"He'll follow through."
"He always does."
"I hope he does."

He could hear them, but he was too intertwined with the paralyzing question that it didn't matter. His teammates didn't know what he was suffering, what he was trying to fathom in his mind, what he was trying to convince himself that he wasn't a monster . Because if he killed Slade, he would be just like him, and it would only prove what he had been saying.
Just like me.
"Are you okay?" Raven's hand rested softly on his shoulder, causing him to shirk away. She could find out more if she wanted to, and he didn't want to share.
"Fine," He grumbled, "Just fine. I'm fine. I'm okay." He said a little too quickly, feeling her dark eyes still on him, finally sighing deeply and turning to the rest of the team, who had slowly began to keep up the pace.
Words were just words, and needles to say, they were not convinced.