"Vampire Genesis"
Chapter 10: "Bright Red Scream"
Disclaimer: Teen Titans belongs to DC Comics and Warner Brothers. Hellsing belongs to Kohta Hirano. Any other vampire concepts that show up will most likely be borrowed from other sources, so unless I specifically note it in my author's notes or end notes, it's probably not mine. Except for Mai, that is. She's definitely a creation of mine.
Author's note: I know I've been away for a while and I apologize for that. However, some recent reviews have given me the kick-start I need to get back in the game for this story. First, I must respond to the claim that I have made Robin too powerful, if titans such as Alucard and Anderson can be stalemated by him. In all fairness, Robin has a goddess sealed inside him, so that makes him considerably more powerful than the average vampire. If that offends you, let's just say he's going to meet his match soon enough. In the meantime, on with the story.
Robin looked at his reflection in the mirror in his room. His skin was definitely paler, not quite the moon-pale that Argent was, but it no longer had that subtle hint of gold that came from his Romany background in his father's side of the family. His eyes were different, too; his right eye remained blue, but with a hint of crimson that gave it an indigo tint. His left eye, on the other hand, was forbidding silver with three slits around the pupil in what was the pattern of a crooked triangle. He pulled his lips back in a grimace, noting that his canine teeth had definitely grown sharper and longer.
Admiring yourself? L'andira asked, just before her image appeared in his mirror, standing over his image. Her image wrapped its arms around his image, holding it close to her. "You were a handsome boy as a mortal. Now you are beautiful, truly beautiful. Argent must be the envy of your female teammates, particularly the one you call Starfire."
"Starfire understands that we can't be," Robin whispered.
"Does she?" L'andira asked. "You may be an oblivious fool when it comes to emotions, but I am not. I know what lurks in Starfire's heart. She wants to be yours. She wants to be the one who comforts you, who chases away the demons in your psyche. But she can't be, can she? Because those inner demons will taint her, ruin her, sully her, and then she'll no longer be your precious innocent Starfire."
"Shut up," Robin snarled, whirling around despite the fact that L'andira's only physical manifestation was in the mirror.
L'andira laughed merrily. "You told her you needed your inner demons to function, that without them you wouldn't be who you are. You'd just be Dick Grayson, and you need to be Robin more than you need to be Dick. You're just like your mentor; your real self is tied up in the identity you've crafted for yourself."
Robin twisted back around to confront L'andira's image in his mirror. "Shut up! What do you know?!"
"Plenty," L'andira answered. "I'm part of you now. I've eked out a little corner for myself inside your psyche and I've used it to plumb the secrets you hide from everyone, including yourself."
"Really," Robin sneered. "If you know everything about me, then tell me something I don't know."
"You want them both," L'andira whispered. "One to fulfill your dark knight complex and the other to be your partner in the dark. But according to the rules of human society, you can't have them both." She chuckled amusedly. "But there is a way for you to get what you want, to have it all. You just have to trust me."
"Trust you?" Robin asked. "After the times you've made me lose control of myself?"
"But you like it when I do that to you," L'andira purred, stroking the shoulder of Robin's image sensually. "It's release, but there are more fun ways of releasing that tension. Ways you could explore with Argent . . . or Starfire . . . or even Raven." She pouted at Robin's displeased scowl. "Oh, I forgot, Raven's in love with Jericho. Oh, well. We can still get him as a present for Raven."
"I thought you said there was nothing you could do for a Wamphyr infection," Robin said.
"Oh, there's nothing I can do," L'andira answered, "but there's plenty Argent and Thanatos can do. Their Soul Slayer can cleanse souls and since poor Joey is currently an astral body trapped inside Raven's soul, he qualifies."
Robin's eyes widened slightly with hope. "Raven will be glad to hear that."
"It won't be as easy as it sounds," L'andira cautioned. "The leech-thing won't go quietly. It'll make noise. Lots of noise and it can be detrimental to Raven's spiritual well-being."
"If there's the slightest chance we can save Joey, what choice do we have?" Robin asked. He picked up his motorcycle goggles and put them on, covering his eyes. He exited his room and went to Raven's door, knocking on it. "Raven?"
No answer, so he knocked again. "Raven?"
Still, no answer, so Robin knocked a third time. "Raven!?"
This time, the door slid open, revealing Raven to Robin's introspective gaze. "What is it?"
"According to L'andira, Argent and Thanatos' Soul Slayer can purify Jericho," Robin replied. "Since he's an astral body trapped in your mindscape, he qualifies as a disembodied spirit."
"And do you trust that her information is accurate?" Raven asked.
It is, L'andira replied via a telepathic link to Raven. Why would I lie?
You're not the most trustworthy of deities, Raven replied, but then, deities are rarely fully trustworthy. They come with their own agendas and many of them are just as petty as humans but with divine power to back up that pettiness.
"We can trust her," Robin said. "And this is a chance for us to get Joey back."
"All right, then," Raven conceded. "Get Argent."
Robin walked to Argent's room, knocking on her door. "Come in," he heard her call out, so he did. To his surprise, he saw Argent lying on her front in nothing but a pair of crimson panties with a bow on the rear. She had posed herself in a seductive manner and she was smiling at Robin. "Hey, Robin . . ."
"Argent," Robin answered calmly, despite the blush tinting his cheeks.
"Good that you came," she said. "Now we can work on coming together." The widening smile let him know her meaning immediately, as if the panties weren't demonstration enough of her intentions.
"We don't have time for that now, Argent," Robin said.
"Is it just me, or does a bloke who turns down a naked girl offering him sex have serious issues?"
"This has nothing to do with my issues. This has everything to do with getting Jericho back to our side. Your Soul Slayer can help us do that. I promise, we'll have all the sex you want after we get through with this."
Argent laughed. "Isn't it supposed to be the girl who says that to the bloke?"
"Just get dressed," Robin grunted.
Argent immediately rose from bed and shucked her panties, revealing her naked sex . . . with a small teardrop-shaped tuft of black hair above it. Robin's blush darkened and he looked away. As he busied himself with trying not to look, Argent donned her frayed multilayered red skirt and black corset. Then she called out to Robin, "Mind helping your girlfriend zip up her corset?"
Robin flushed. "Argent, I'm not sure that's . . ."
"You can help me now, or look away like an embarrassed little boy when the damn thing falls off and I'm showing friend and foe my tits," Argent answered bluntly.
That argument was clearly persuasive enough that Robin found himself behind Argent, zipping up the back of her corset. As he pulled the zipper up to the top, he watched the shift of her shoulders as she breathed, observing that she had forgotten for the moment that breathing was now optional for her. Once it was over with, she slid on her knee-high black socks and donned her buckled red shoes. She finished the ensemble with her black arm-covers, which extended over the backs of her hands and palms, and hairclips in the red streak in her hair.
"Let's go," she said.
Robin followed Argent out of her room and they went to Raven's room. Once there, Argent knocked. "Hey, Raven! You in there?"
"Come in," Raven answered.
Robin telekinetically shifted his atoms around the atoms of the door, effectively phasing inside the room. Once through the door, literally, he opened the door for Argent, who stepped inside. "We're here."
"Good," Raven said, holding up her mirror, the mirror that accessed her mindscape. The mirror flashed four glowing crimson eyes before extending its shadowy hands to grab Robin and Argent, pulling them inside.
"So glad you're here . . ." a cruel, silken voice intoned.
Robin and Argent turned to find Jericho standing before them, his astral body glowing with a malevolent light. Cold red eyes stared at the duo as his hands stretched into claws. "What's the matter? Are you here to 'save' me?"
"Yeah, we are," Argent replied, materializing Crimson Shadow. Jericho lunged at her, only for her to dodge and slash him with the soul-cutting sword. Jericho howled in pain and spun on his heel, savagely attacking her. Red constructs grabbed Jericho and held him fast. "Now stay still, this won't hurt a bit . . ."
"Well, you would look delectable in a nurse's outfit," Jericho mused lecherously before phasing out of her constructs. "Please don't expect those flimsy things to hold me."
"Really?" Argent asked. "How about this, then?" She held up Crimson Shadow.
Are you sure you're ready for this, Toni? Thanatos asked.
Sure I'm sure, Argent answered.
Then let's do this, Thanatos said.
Speaking along with Thanatos' voice in her mind, Argent called out, "Squall, Crimson Shadow!" A ring of red energy formed around Argent's feet, the energy rising up and wrapping around her and her sword. She pointed the sword at Jericho and the sword changed its shape, becoming a serpentine chain with a blade attached to the end. The chain rolled back into the hilt of the sword, leaving just a short blade on the hilt.
Robin's eyes widened behind the motorcycle goggles, feeling Argent's power spike tremendously. What the hell was that?
The initial release of Argent's Soul Slayer, L'andira replied. A death god actually goes around with part of his or her power sealed. The initial release loosens some of those seals, allowing the death god to use more of his or her power. As for the final release . . . A chuckle resounded in Robin's mind.
Argent flew into the air and swung her blade, releasing the chain from the hilt. The chain-blade swung at Jericho, slashing him in the face and eliciting a howl of pain from him. Jericho snarled in rage and jumped after Argent, who bound him with the chain section of her weapon. She flew down to the ground, carrying Jericho with her. She retracted the chain, freeing him, and he charged at her. Her answer was to extend the blade again via the chain and the blade pierced his heart.
Jericho gasped as his eyes shifted from glowing red to bright green. His clawed hands reverted to normal and the malevolent glow faded from his astral body. Argent pulled the blade out of his heart and the chain wound back into the hilt of Crimson Shadow. Jericho collapsed and Robin rushed to him, helping the body jumper back onto his feet.
"You ok?" Robin asked.
"I feel like me again," Jericho replied. "And at the same time, not quite me."
"Why don't we get back to the real world and take a look?" Robin asked.
"S-sure," Robin replied.
The three exited Raven's mindscape, entering her room. Jericho looked at Raven ruefully, still supported by Robin. "We'd better get him to the infirmary," Robin said. "See if he retains any of the Wamphyr infection."
"Sure," Raven answered, taking Jericho from Robin and letting the body jumper support himself on her. Robin and Argent followed the two into the medical lab, passing by Red X on the way.
"I was wondering when I'd see the famous Jericho," Red X quipped.
Jericho merely rolled his eyes up to look at the skull-masked thief wearily before Raven escorted him away. "Save it, X," she said to him.
They made it inside the infirmary, where Jericho was subjected to an intensive bio-scan and neural scan. Jericho looked at Raven curiously, silently asking her if there was anything with him. Raven bit her lip, wondering how she should answer him.
"As far as we've been able to ascertain, Argent's Soul Slayer freed your mind from the grip of the Wamphyr leech," Raven explained. "And it halted the progress of the infection. It didn't turn back the clock for you, though, so your biology is now partly vampiric in nature. It's possible for the infection to continue to spread if you drink blood, so we'll need to whip up a substitute that'll keep the leech sedated. But for the most part, you're you again."
Jericho smiled, baring small fangs. A thought came unbidden from within Raven's mind: The fangs look cute on him. Raven blushed at her thought and looked away.
Robin silently chuckled upon seeing this small scene. After all this time, you still have a hard time expressing your feelings, don't you, Raven?
Just then, he felt a tug on his arm. He turned to find Argent looking at him with expectant eyes. A smile formed on his face. "I did promise, didn't I?"
"Yes, you did, love," Argent replied. "Come on." She suddenly vanished, or that was what it would have looked like to normal eyes. Robin's eyes, on the other hand, saw that she was moving faster than those normal eyes could detect. Seeing her game, he gave chase at similar faster-than-sight speeds.
They made it to her room just in time for Argent to pin Robin to the bed and kiss him passionately. Robin kissed back just as passionately, running his hands down her corset-clad sides. His hands found their way to her hips, moving down to her legs and boldly sliding underneath her skirt. They edged up her thighs to grope her backside, finding no underwear covering it . . . at all.
Robin pulled away in surprise. "Commando?" he asked.
"Don't want to struggle with panties in the heat of the moment," Argent replied. "Now shut up and kiss me."
Robin kissed her again while kneading the flesh of her buttocks. Argent moaned into the kiss, sucking his tongue into her mouth and sucking on it as though it were another part of his anatomy. Robin groaned and arched against her, feeling his growing arousal rub against her pelvis. A soft hum escaped Argent's lips as she rubbed her pelvis against the evidence of her lover's arousal.
Robin pulled his hands out from underneath Argent's skirt and moved them up her back, finding his way to the zipper that kept her corset on. He slowly slid the zipper down her back, down until her corset was completely open. Argent pulled back from him, removing her corset and exposing her moon-silver breasts, capped in silver-pink nipples, to his gaze.
"Like what you see?" she asked sultrily.
"Yes," Robin replied.
Just then, the alarm rang. "Damn it!" Argent yelled. "Just as we were about to get to the good part!"
Robin smiled. "Well, take out that frustration on whatever troublemakers made that alarm go off in the first place."
"How can you be so calm?" Argent asked as she put her corset back on, Robin helpfully zipping her up.
"Practice," Robin answered simply.
The couple got off the bed and exited Argent's room, walking to the living-slash-ops room. "What's going on?" Robin asked.
Cyborg turned on the computer screen, showing an image of downtown Jump City. The image was one of chaos, people running away in fright as amorphous beasts chased them. The unlucky ones were caught by the beasts and savagely torn apart by the beasts' claws and teeth. Cyborg adjusted the image to turn ninety degrees and catch the visage of five onlookers, four male and one female. Two of the males were twins with shaved heads, one bare-chested with body paint all over his torso, leaving the remaining skin in the pattern of a swastika. The other wore a leather jacket and pants and had 666 tattooed on his chest and face, two sixes on his pecs and the third on his face, not to mention metallic black arms.
The male in the head was a tall, imposing blond man dressed in a black SS uniform with the prerequisite swastika badge on the chest. The fourth male was a metallic man with a metal swastika badge matching his surface on his chest. The sole woman was covered from head to toe in silver with a purple visor over her eyes and twin purple lightning bolts – the symbol of the SS – running down her uniform.
"That must be the Fourth Reich Batman warned us about," Robin deduced.
"Nazis," Cyborg grumbled. "I hate Nazis."
"Well, you'll get to kick the crap out of them," Robin answered. "Let's go."
The Titans, along with Mai and Red X, exited Titans Tower. Mai, Jericho, and Red X were passengers in Cyborg's T-Car, with Cyborg driving. Kid Flash ran across the bay connecting Titans Island to Jump City. Starfire, Raven, Argent, and Beast Boy flew, Beast Boy in the shape of a pterodactyl. Robin took his R-Cycle, following Cyborg in his T-Car.
When they arrived in downtown Jump City, they saw the chaos for themselves. The area stunk of death, something Robin and Jericho – with their vampiric senses – could detect quite clearly. Of course, the scent of death was obvious enough that they might not have needed those senses to know it was there.
"If it isn't the Teen Titans," the SS-uniformed man greeted. "I'm Captain Nazi. The twins are Swastika and 666; I'm sure you have the eyes to deduce which is which. Our strongman is Reichsmark; his very skin is coated with tungsten steel, making him exceptionally powerful. And the lovely woman with us is Baroness Blitzkrieg. Baroness, would you like to show these children why you have your name?"
Baroness Blitzkrieg nodded, and that was all the warning the Titans got before she went into action. In a blur of inhuman speed, she kicked Starfire in her exposed stomach, sliced Cyborg's arm off, dodged a charging rhino Beast Boy, and hit Raven before Raven could put up a shield. That wasn't the end of it, though; she threw Red X's explosive X-shuriken back at him and twisted Jericho's thrusting arm behind his back and threw him to the ground. She knocked Mai out cold before Mai could begin a counterattack and vibrated out of Argent's restraining constructs. Kid Flash attempted to intercept her, but she tossed him aside and literally ran through Robin before he could react.
"See?" Captain Nazi remarked.
"One, your name is ridiculous," Cyborg retorted, "and two . . ." He trailed off when he saw what had become of Robin. "NO!!"
"You killed him!" Starfire screamed. "You killed him!!" In a rage borne of grief, she flew at Baroness Blitzkrieg, assaulting her with meltdown-force starbolts and steel-crushing punches. Baroness Blitzkrieg easily evaded Starfire's attacks and caught Starfire's fist in her hand. Starfire simply generated energy around her fist so intense that it burned Baroness Blitzkrieg's hand, forcing her to let go. "You will pay for killing Robin!"
The other Titans charged at Baroness Blitzkrieg, but the other four members of the Fourth Reich intercepted and the battle was on. Captain Nazi proceeded to savagely tear Cyborg apart. With one punch, he had penetrated the armor around Cyborg's stomach and now there was a big hole in it. Cyborg retaliated with a blast from his sonic cannon, but Captain Nazi moved out of the way and crushed Cyborg's cannon arm.
"Little tin man, do you think you can fight me?" he asked cruelly.
Cyborg answered by raising his foot and firing the mini-cannon inside, blasting Captain Nazi. When the smoke cleared, Captain Nazi was still standing, looking very much unharmed. He grabbed Cyborg by the throat and tossed him aside, turning his attention to Argent, who had activated the initial release of her Soul Slayer and was lashing at Captain Nazi with her chain-blade. Captain Nazi caught the blade through his hand and used it to pull Argent to him, kneeing her in the stomach. Argent retaliated with a construct fist fired right into his face, knocking him down.
Beast Boy charged Reichsmark as a woolly mammoth, intending to ram him with his tusks. Unfortunately for him, Reichsmark caught him by those same tusks and threw him aside, only to be attacked by Red X's spinning X-blades. Reichsmark might have been strong, but he wasn't particularly fast, something Red X used to his advantage.
Raven and Jericho fought Swastika, who was throwing bone blades at them with the speed of bullets. Raven created shields to block the bone blades, while Jericho dodged with superhuman speed. He charged Swastika and slashed at him with his claws, only for Swastika to stab him with one of his bone blades. Jericho pushed himself off the bone blade and punched Swastika, while Raven struck the Nazi with a telekinetic pulse.
Kid Flash ran around 666, striking him with hundreds of punches in the space of seconds. "Take that, you stupid Nazi!"
Finally, 666 got tired of being Kid Flash's punching bag and socked him in the middle of one of his attacks. Kid Flash flew back and crashed into a car, 666 attacking before the Fastest Boy Alive could regain his bearings. Black metal fists pounded the speedster brutally, until Kid Flash finally snapped his hand up and caught one of those fists. 666 punched him with the other, but Kid Flash caught that as well, ramming his head into 666's. As it turned out, it hurt Kid Flash more than it hurt 666.
"That metal plate came in handy for something," 666 quipped sadistically.
Argent continued lashing out at Captain Nazi with Crimson Shadow. Her motions with the chain-blade were vengefully swift and precise. Captain Nazi was not going to get away with killing Robin, no way in hell. Unfortunately, he just kept dodging her attacks and when he managed to get a hit in, he did so with a brutality that would leave bruises, even with her accelerated healing rate.
Suddenly, monofilament tendrils wrapped around Captain Nazi, pulling him away from Argent. "What?!" Captain Nazi yelled, struggling to break free of the tendrils. "What is this?!" He looked and saw a writhing mass of darkness that had originated the tendrils. Deadly silver eyes glowed from within the mass, each one possessing three widened slits arranged around the pupil in a rough triangle. "You . . . you're supposed to be dead!"
"Not for long," a rasping voice sneered from within the shadowy mass. "But you'll be."
"You will never kill me!" Captain Nazi roared. "I am the spirit, the embodiment of National Socialism! As long as there are those who believe in the Aryan Race, I will exist!"
"Let's test that," the voice rasped out.
The tendrils dug into Captain Nazi . . . and tore, ripping him into pieces and spraying his blood. The dark mass absorbed the blood, letting out an unholy howl of triumph. The mass began writhing even more, struggling to substantiate itself. After about a minute, a humanoid form began to rise from the mass, with said mass clinging to him. The humanoid form simply absorbed the mass, which hardened into a quasi-organic black metal coating around his body. The coating covered most of his face, only leaving a sliver of his forehead and long black hair exposed.
"That did it . . ." the figure rasped out.
"He killed Captain Nazi!" 666 screamed. "He killed Captain Nazi!"
"How astute," the figure sneered. "And soon the rest of you will be dead, too."
Reichsmark sneered at the black-armored figure. "I'm not afraid of you! We're vampires, too, and you better recognize our power!"
"What power?" the figure asked. "I can tell right now, not one of you can match me or even hope to keep me busy. That was what you were planning, right? To keep me busy so that I wouldn't notice what your masters in Millennium were up to?"
"Fuck!" Swastika exclaimed. "How do you know that, motherfucker?"
"I know because the knowledge is in your erstwhile leader's blood," the figure answered. "And now you're all dead."
Reichsmark charged at the figure, only for the figure to seemingly vanish . . . and reappear behind him. Reichsmark turned slowly, just in time to receive a brutal backhanded smack from the black-armored figure. The smack sent him flying to the farthest intersection down the street.
"Anyone want to go next?" the figure asked cruelly.
Swastika fired his finger bones at the figure, who simply caught them and threw them back at him with the force of bullets. Swastika dodged his finger bones, generating new ones, only to land right into a kick from the figure. The kick dropped him on the ground brutally, and it was made worse by a kick that sent him skidding down the street.
"Robin . . ." Raven uttered, sensing the soul inside that figure, a soul that was being slowly consumed by its own powers.
"Robin?!" Red X cried out. "That guy's Robin?!"
666 rushed Robin, who smiled cruelly beneath his mask of shadow matter and grabbed the Nazi cyborg's outstretched arm. 666 attempted to punch him with his free hand, but Robin caught that hand as well. He pulled 666 close and head-bashed him with such force that the Nazi cyborg's brain matter and skull fragments splattered on his face. Robin pushed him aside and picked up the skull fragments off his face, throwing them at Swastika with lethal precision. The fragments sliced Swastika's bare torso, face, and head, opening deep gashes in him.
Robin sped at him and punched him so hard in the face that his head was knocked off his shoulders. Just then, Reichsmark came back, screaming in horrible rage. "I won't leave my compatriots to die without retribution!" he roared. "Die, you abomination!"
Robin nonchalantly caught Reichsmark by the throat, his hand burning white. "I'm the abomination? What does that make you, then?"
The metal skin melted off Reichsmark's body, leaving him nothing more than a man of flesh-and-blood. Robin telekinetically shaped the molten steel into a blade as Reichsmark looked at him in horror. "What are you?" he asked.
"Your death," Robin replied.
Reichsmark charged at Robin, anticipating that his vampiric strength would be enough to save him. It wasn't; Robin's blinding speed ensured his death, as Reichsmark fell into a multitude of separate, evenly cut pieces.
Robin became aware of a speeding object headed toward him, so he whirled and kicked at it. The speeding object turned out to be none other than Baroness Blitzkrieg, who was now flying back. Robin pursued her with vicious punches, striking the Nazi speedster faster than she could defend herself. They zoomed all over the city, Robin overwhelming her at every pass. He then slammed her to the ground and began dragging her at super-speed, making her cry out in pain as the friction began to overwhelm her body's defenses. Finally, he threw her into a nearby car.
"Damn you," she snarled. "Murderer of my compatriots." She got up, her wounds healing, and rushed Robin, who lashed out with his impromptu sword and sliced off her legs at the knees. Baroness Blitzkrieg fell to the street, legless, looking up at Robin with dawning horror beneath her purple visor. "Bastard!! You took my legs!"
"Were you proud of those frail, spindly things?" Robin asked mockingly, holding his bloodied sword. "You can grow them back, can't you? Can't you?! So stand up! Fight me! Do something but just lie there whimpering, or is that all you're capable of?!"
The other Titans, along with Mai and Red X, were watching with horror. "He's so fast . . ." Kid Flash uttered. "Even I can't see him move."
"We've gotta stop him!" Cyborg yelled. "He's killing them all!"
"How the hell do you think we're going to do that?" Beast Boy asked. "You saw how crazy strong he is! We can't hope to go against that and live!"
"We owe it to him," Starfire answered. "This is not Robin. He would never behave in such a cruel and murderous fashion. We have to stop him before he goes too far!"
"He's already gone too far!" Beast Boy yelled. "He wasted four of them already and he's going for the fifth now!"
"We still have to stop him," Argent said, speeding toward Robin with Starfire following, only to stop when she saw what he was going to do.
"Good-bye . . ." Robin snarled, putting his sword aside in a sheath of shadow matter and grabbing Baroness Blitzkrieg by the throat. He tore the neck of her suit open and the shadow matter peeled away from his mouth, allowing him to bite her roughly. He pressed her legless body against him as she struggled futilely against him. He guzzled her blood like it was the last drink he would ever be allowed to have, as Baroness Blitzkrieg's struggles grew fainter and fainter until she just stopped moving. Robin threw her aside, the blood rejuvenating him more fully, the shadow matter peeling away from his body to reveal his normal attire.
"Robin . . ." Argent uttered, horror in her eyes.
"Argent," Robin uttered, the proverbial fog of battle faded from his mind, allowing him to realize the enormity of what he'd done. "I . . . I killed them all. All of them . . ."
"Robin," Argent spoke, starting toward him.
Robin backed away, starting into a super-speed run . . . to where, no one knew. Not even Robin himself. "Fuck . . ." Red X swore. "Never thought I'd see the day when Robin would go on a killing spree."
"Shut the fuck up, X," Cyborg grumbled grimly. "Just shut your fucking mouth."
End Notes: There you have it. Blood for blood and by the gallons! The old days, the bad days, the all-or-nothing days; they're back!
Sorry, I was in kind of a Sin City mood. But there you go; Robin has single-handedly eliminated the Fourth Reich. Was what Captain Nazi said about being the embodiment of Nazism true, or was he just being a delusional megalomaniac? What was Millennium up to that they had to use the Fourth Reich as a distraction? What was L'andira getting at when she said there was a way Robin could have both Starfire and Argent? And most importantly, how will Robin cope with the wanton violence he just committed? For those answers, wait for the next chapter, but let me know what you think of this one.