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Ten: Well, the Word is Out

Tim groaned as he awoke to the shaking and slapping of his body, feeling quite woozy actually. His eyes slowly opened and looked around to see a familiar apartment complex as he struggled to move his body. Yet something bonding him from moving off the red couch he was tied down to.

"Awake, Tim?"

He turned his head to see Dick glare down at him with a can of beer in own hand while the other contained an escrima stick, pointed directly at him.

"Finally, you took forever to return." He stated and Tim blinked at this before raising an eyebrow at this statement, confusion at what exactly happened.

"You tried to kill Spoiler, Kid Flash, and Nightwing, kid."

He blinked at the voice of Jason and saw him floating above Dick with a frown crossed over his face at knowing what had happened.

"What?" Was his answer to both Nightwing and Jason as Dick put the can down, slowly inching towards him.

"You tried to kill your fellow comrades, Tim. That isn't acceptable. You need to tell me what the hell happened to you, Tim." Dick stated and Tim frowned at this, trying to ignore the gaze of the first Robin. A sudden burp erupted from Nightwing's lips and Tim winced at this, not sure how to answer.

Then Dick tossed the can to the wall, annoyance written over his face.

Shock crossed over both of the Robins at this before Dick shouted, "Say something, damn it! We all know something is clearly wrong but you are hiding it from us!"

Tim winced at the tone he displayed along with the fact that he had been drinking.

"Dick, I know things have been extremely hard for you-" Tim attempted to begin but was stopped with the look of hatred crossing Dick's features,

"Hard? You think hard is the correct word choice, Tim. I've lost so many people this year. It's an overload! What would you do if your girlfriend suddenly lost the use of her legs because of someone you trusted made an idiotic mistake?! What would you do if your parents died before your eyes?! What would you do if you woke up to find out that your brother died because you didn't do anything to stop it?! You could have saved him but your dumbass father figure didn't mention to tell you that he went to go find his real mother!" Dick shouted at him and Tim's eyes grew large at the mention of Jason, noting that Jason took note of this also.

"Real mother?" Jason quoted Dick and Tim saw the horrified look on his face, knowing that Jason did not know of this before.

"Wait, are you talking about Jason, Dick?" Tim whispered before Dick grabbed Tim's hair and forced him to look behind himself.

Behind him sat Kid Flash being bandaged up by Spoiler and Spoiler having bandages wrapped around her head and her right arm in a cast. A shallow look placed across her face as she attempted to help Bart.

His eye grew wide at the fact and Dick forced his head back to look at the sobered up face of Nightwing. His eye brilliant blue eyes holding sadness and disappoint in them, haunting Tim.

"Tim, you hurt a lot of people last night, even threatening them with death if they didn't leave you alone." Dick murmured out and Tim's eyes sealed shut as he knew that something went wrong last night.

"When I possessed you last night and you tried to merge us together, we did some not good things, Tim. Take it easy with Dick and don't say anything that might put him off the edge." Jason told him and he slightly nodded at this, which Nightwing did not take any notice of.

"What do you want to know, Dick?" Tim asked before Dick sat down on a chair next to him.

"Everything you can tell me." He whispered and Tim glanced down to the ground at this statement.

"That's a lot of information, Dick. Are you sure you want to hear it?" Tim continued to question Nightwing before the other two heroes moved up to see his face.

"Yes. No more lying, Tim. We van't take it anymore and it's breaking us apart." Dick stated and he nodded at this before glancing over to the direction of Jason has last been seen but wasn't over there anymore.

Where did he go?

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

Jason's shout caused Tim to see Jason's form wavering and a scowl appearing on his face before looking Tim in the eye, saying, "I think Ra is putting my body in the Pits again. So I'm going to be gone again for some time. Handle the situation carefully!"

Then without another say, Jason disappeared and Tim shouted, "Damn it, Jason!"

Everyone's eyes wide at the mention of Jason and he knew, right then and there, that he screwed up.

Jason groaned as pain invaded his body and swore loudly, "Friggin' hell! This stings like a son of a bitch!"

He looked to see his legs being dipped into the Pits and felt as the Pits were attempting to resurrect him. It burned like acid and he wanted to just run away from it yet he was being forced away by Ra's al Ghul. He saw the man himself grinning at the action and he narrowed his eyes at this, snarling at the man.

"You think you can resurrect me, asshole? If do, I will not go down without a fight!" He snarled at the man before he knew something started to pull him further down. He struggled with all his well yet nothing happened.

He didn't want to be resurrected if he came back a mess.

Suddenly darkness oozed over his vision and power flooded through his veins, strength over writing the Pits desire to bring him back.

He felt a grin slip across his face and something transformed in his head and thoughts.

Yes, he would stop it at any cost. No one would ruin him. He wouldn't be changed by evil but his own thoughts and actions.

"You piece of shit, think you can force me to do something I don't want to do?! Then go f ck yourself!" He shouted in a dark and angered voice as the Pits suddenly dropped off his body, moving away from it. Ra's eyes narrowed at the sight and confusion wrote over his face at the movement. Jason smirked as something formed in his hand, with it being an AMT AutoMag II in his grip.

"Don't think you can bring me back without any consequences." He hissed and then brought up to Ra's head, his finger on the trigger and ready to pull, "Goodbye, bastard."

Killing isn't right!

The sudden remembrance of Batman's number one rule echoed in his head.

His eyes grew wide at the notice of the gun in his hand and shakily dropped it away , horror crossing over his features.

What the hell was he going to do?

"What the hell was I going to do?" He announced out loud and stared at the gun, noting that he was going to kill Ra.

That's when he put his hands to his head and screamed in terror.

Tim stared at the frozen face of Dick and watched as he inched closer to him, begging to know what was going on.

"…Jason?" He murmured out and Tim couldn't help but slowly nod at this.

"Yes…Jason, he…is a ghost." Tim announced and Dick stared at this before falling to his knees.

"Oh my god…you have to be joking. Tim please tell me that you are lying." Dick said and Tim looked away, knowing he couldn't help but now speak the truth.

"No, he's been haunting me for a while. No one but me can see him. Zantana had been the only to see him yet not for long. Jason doesn't have any memories of his death but I know what he went through. We've exchanged memories and his personality is influencing mine." Tim stated and watched as Dick's eyes grew larger with each word he spoke, everything slowly adding up now.

"…Does he…Is he alright? Are you certain that he doesn't remember anything about his death?" Dick asked in a hushed tone and Tim nodded, knowing so because of the strange dreams he has had.

"Yeah. He has absolutely no memory of his death. Although, his ways are quite different than mine. We now are getting along better and even some instances, he accidentally possessed-" Tim stated but Dick stopped him at the word possession, knowing he should have shut his mouth at that.

"He WHAT?!" He shouted and Tim winced at the tone before sighing, shrugging at the fact.

"Yeah, thats why I would suddenly change personality, tone, and my appearance would alter slightly. There is also cases like earlier today an alternate personality altogether. Something would overpower the both of us and control my body. The black smoke and liquid is that alternate personality. Don't ask me what it is or who it controls us because that's all I know." Tim told them and Spoiler nodded her head at this.
"Now it makes sense when you didn't act like yourself when we fought on the roof of the school. Was that him?" She asked and he nodded at this.
"Yeah, we accidentally switched places and he controlled my body at the time, not knowing what the hell was going on." He replied and Dick narrowed his eyes at him. Tim paused for a moment before shrugging and stating, "Swearing is one of the main attributes I've developed from him. These features are slowly imprinting on me but I'm still me, Dick. Everyone gets influenced by events and people in their lives. I am fine. Do not worry about me. We should be concerned about Jason right now."

"What's with Jason?" Dick questioned him and Tim's eyes grew wide as darkness slowly seeped into his vision.

"I was going to kill him! What the hell is wrong with me?!"

"I am Robin. I seek justice. I seek vengeance for my death. I need to kill him. He did this. He needs to pay for my death. He killed me. He killed so many others. I will get him."

Two different voices spoke to him and he knew one belonged to Jason while the other belonged to the black smoke and liquid. He glanced around the room and tried to seek out where Jason's voice was coming from yet nothing provided to be useful.

"Is he here with us?" Dick asked with hope in his voice but narrowed his eyes instead of replying.

"How did a gun get in my hand?! What is happening to me?!"

"He will be punished through my hand. Only I can take revenge on him. I am still here. The others have been killed but I am able to get through. My 'will' will kill him even if I am beyond the grave. No one will stop me."

"Something is wrong. We need to find him before something bad happens. You have to untie me." Tim said yet Dick looked away at his request.

"Tim…whatever happened to yesterday concerns us all. You had to be beaten down multiple times before you finally stopped resisting. Even then, it was nearly impossible to keep you from hurting them more." Dick said and Tim winced as the voices continued to speak.

"Am I no longer who I think I am? Did my death do something to me that I don't know?"

"My death is my beginning. My death is what made me become who I am. My death will soon grant me my vengeance upon my killer. He will die in pain and agony."

"Listen, Jason is in trouble and I need to make sure he does not become a threat to himself. I will have to break free if I must, Dick." Tim spoke again and a headache began to form as the voices began to get more frantic, wincing at this.

"Am I really Jason Todd?!"

"I am Robin. I will never be replaced after what happened to me. I am the one to be remembered. No one will be Robin again after me. I am the last."

"I'm being serious, Dick. I need to go now. Something bad is happening as we speak, Jason is-" Tim began until pain exploded in his chest causing him to cough out blood.

"You shouldn't have taken my place! You replaced me! They forgot about me! It's your fault!"

"Am I, Jason Todd?! Or am I nothing to them?!"

The two voices were becoming closer and closer to being similar in statements and now something was currently hurting Tim.

This isn't good. I need to pull Jason back to normal. He's sounding like the other voice. Tim thought before swearing at the pain and darkness growing closer to his vision.

"Jason, you knuckle head," Tim began yet the Jason's voice continued spouting out words, "You need to come back. You've got to forgive yourself. You didn't hurt anyone. You've only been hurting yourself."

"I'm Jason Todd. I'm the second Robin. I'm the one who died. I'm not alive. I'm a ghost haunting the third Robin, Tim Drake. He's my successor."

"I'm Robin! I'm the only one who sacrificed their life! I'm dead because of myself! He stole my place! He should have never given away the Robin title!"

Tim winced at the truth of the dark voice, knowing that no one should have taken Jason's place after he died but he knew Batman was in trouble.

Batman needed a Robin.

"I'm where I'm at now because you've been helping. You've shown me things I've never bothered to see. You're like a big brother to me, Jason." Tim said and everything froze at the mention of Jason being a big brother to him.

"A brother? You see me as that?" "A brother? You see me as that?"

Both voices said at the same time and he blinked at this, noting that the voices didn't differ as much as they seemed a moment ago.

"If I thought as a Dick as a brother, you are too. No matter what, you are a brother to me. If someone else tells you wrong, then they do not know that brothers don't ned to be related through blood." Tim told Jason who slowly started to form before them and Tim noticed that the second Robin's form differed from minutes ago. Jason's uniform was burned and tore around his legs, showing scarred skin from burned marks. Parts looked red while others were white in appearance with blisters formed.

It took a lot out of Tim to not make a statement about it.

"You really think me as a brother? " He asked again and Tim nodded at the statement, licking his lips noting everyone watching him in anticipating and worry.

"Yes. No one could ever change my mind." He replied with a smile across his face but pain filled his lungs, knowing something was wrong with his body. Jason couldn't help but smile back at this and yelled, "That's so frickin' awesome! I'll be able to tell you and show you anything you want help with, kid! Trust me, you won't regret it!"

Tim knew he wouldn't but still would worry about the future and the black voice that sounded much like the second Robin.

Batman stared the footage found at the crime scene of Robin fighting Kid Flash, Spoiler, and Nightwing as it played through until a bullet cut it off half way through. He tried to savage the audio recording of it yet when Robin had been using the gun, he managed to hit it. His eyes narrowed throughout the whole time and concern written over his face at the fact that Robin was using a gun again after trying to kill the Joker.

"Master Bruce, you should take a break from watching the footage. Why don't you call Master Dick about the fight?" Alfred suggest from behind him and he let out a sigh before crossing his arms over his chest, glancing over to the butler.

"Do you think I should take Tim out of Young Justice?" he asked the butler whose eyes widen at the suggestion.

"Do you think that is a good idea, sir? Taking Master Timothy out of Young Justice would break his heart." Alfred replied back as Bruce turned back to the footage, seeing Robin firing a couple of rounds towards his comrades.

"Something is clearly wrong with him and he will not tell me or Dick what is wrong with him. If he refuses to leave Young Justice then he will be prohibited to work as Robin." Bruce stated and Alfred frowned at this, knowing Tim and Jason would be quite angry about the issue.

"If you believe that is the right thing to do, Master Bruce, proceed to do so. But I would be wary of what the consequences might be." Alfred told Batman who mainly grunted at this before locking Tim from both the Zeta Tubes and information from Mount Justice and the Bat Computer.

The four heroes stood outside of the Zeta Tubes awaiting to be let in yet the system refused to yet Tim enter. It was rejecting him every time. Tim tapped his feet in impatience and scowled at this with his eyes narrowed at this.

"Did you change your ID or something when I wasn't around?" Jason asked and his eyebrows twitched again as he stood in the entrance, waiting to be called in.

"No, I didn't. Someone must have locked me out." He stated under his breath yet it caused Spoiler to stare at him in concern.

"Do you think someone locked you out?" She asked and he nodded, knowing someone wouldn't do it as a prank knowing some situations would involve him to get to the Cave in an instant.

"Dick, can you invite me in as a guest?" Tim suggested to the first Robin who simply nodded in request.

"Yeah, I guess the system is acting up. Once we get back, I'll get it worked on." Dick stated and Tim nodded at this.
"Thanks…just don't make the situation about 'us' too noticeable. I don;t need someone to be poking in my head cause they think I'm freakin' insane." He told Dick who glared at him for swearing. He shrugged at this, knowing it would freak some of the others out but no longer caring.

He was also a teenager and could use that as an excuse.

He walked into the tube as it announced him as a guest and he exited out to see the Justice League staring at him. The rest of the heroes returned with him and he blinked at this, unsure what was going on.

"Is…something the matter? Is there a mission I need to be at?" He asked them yet they remained silent until the rest of Young Justice entered the room.

Beast Boy yawned and said, "What was so important that I needed to be waken up?"

The others glared at him before Batman moved to the front of the crowd, eyes staring at him and Dick narrowed his eyes at this.

Something not good was going to happen.

"Robin," Batman began and Tim couldn't help but not focus on him as Jason floated around, looking at everyone in the room, many he knew before he died.

"Do you know why you were locked out of the Zeta Tubes?" Batman asked him and he raised an eyebrow at this.

"I'm guessing someone intently locked me out. I was hoping it was a joke but after a couple tries I knew something was quite right." He explained and Batman nodded at this before a grim expression took over his own.

"You are correct." He told him, "I locked you out."

"What?" Jason questioned after hearing that statement and stared at Bruce in confusion, "Why the hell would he do that? You've done nothing wrong."

He hasn't but the black liquid has.

He gulped at this before asking Batman, "Why?"

"Why?" Batman repeated and took on a harsh tone, "You've been disobeying orders. You nearly cost a mission failing. You've secretive about nearly everything you have been doing. You've brought a gun to fight and kill the Joker. You cost Batgirl the use of her legs. You were showing at Nightwing, Kid Flash, and her with gun with the intent to kill them. You can not be trusted her with your current status."

Tim clutched his fist at the explanation, knowing it was all true but not all his fault.

"What the hell, Bats? He hasn't done any of those things only because the black voice!" Jason yelled back to him yet it would not be heard besides Tim.

"Fine. Lock me out. What else do you want?" Tim replied back as he crossed his arms over his chest, knowing more was to come.

"You are prohibited to work with Young Justice anymore." Batman told him and his teeth grind together at the announcement, his blood pressure raising.

The others member opened their mouth to speak out but Dick shook his head to silence them so Batman could finish what he had to say.

"You are also prohibited to work as Robin anymore. You've become reckless and a dangerous factor to the safety of others. You will remain unfit as a hero until I deem so." Batman declared and Tim's hair fell over his eyes.

"You…you have no freakin' clue." He hissed as a reply and Jason watched as Tim remained still, the words shaking him on the inside.

The kid did nothing to deserve this. He was going to go far but now his chances were pretty much ruined. Jason thought and Tim then turn to the Zeta Tube.

"You think taking the mantle of Robin is going to stop me from being a hero? You are so wrong. You aren't the one to choose who it belongs to. Nightwing may not have liked the previous Robin at first but he gave it to him with his word. The only way in hell that this mantle will be yours is if the previous Robin came back and told you himself." Tim hissed at him that shocked both the Young Justice members but also the Justice League, "I'm not a hero in any of your eyes? Fine then, I'll be something else then."

With that last remark, Tim Drake left the Cave with Jason trailing behind him with a look of concern that this would come back to bite him in the ass.