The warning that Slade wanted sent about the dome was not needed after all, because the Titan's had already discovered it that very morning and had been trying with all of their might to break their tough barrier from the outside world. Beast boy had transformed into large creatures trying to break the dome, but even as a ram and a rhinoceros, he was unable to free the team from their confinement. Cyborg was throwing hard punches, screaming out some colored language while Starfire shot her Starbolt blasts and beams, to no avail. Even Raven's powers were useless. What were they going to do? Stay trapped here forever?

"What about food?!" Beast boy cried, a panic stricken expression on his green face. "We can't just NOT eat!"

"Relax. We're going to get out of here. I'll make sure of that." Robin responded, a serious glower on his face. He was determined to free his team. He just had to find a way. Maybe he should contact Bruce? No. He didn't want to look as though he were a failure in his eyes. He would just have to find a way out of this himself.

"I wonder who did this. I'll kick their asses all the way to Pluto!" Cyborg cried out, throwing another sonic punch.

"Well, we only have about a million enemies. That really narrows it down." Raven said in a dull, pessimistic voice.

"I do not like this at all." Starfire replied, flying to the ceiling of the dome, feeling the material. It was like unbreakable glass. "Will we be trapped here for the rest of our lives?"

"No. I've got this, guys." Robin announced again. The Team looked at him bleakly. Yes, he was their leader, but if none of them had luck with their POWERS, how could Robin manage to save the day when he had none at all? "Don't you guys have any faith in me?"

"Well-" Raven started, but Robin could tell by their expressions that they were not so sure about this one. Robin huffed angrily.

"I'll show you guys. I'll get us out of here." Robin stomped to his room, feeling rather rejected by his team. How could they lose faith that quickly?

He sat at his computer, about to do some research when he came across an email. It was from Slade. Robin's eyes narrowed darkly. This wasn't exactly Slade's style, so it caught him off guard. He opened the email, expecting to see a cocky note about how if Robin joined him, he would set them free, but instead he saw a list. A list filled with reason's Slade hated Robin. He raised an eyebrow, wondering if a clue was in there. Perhaps a code of some sort?

Robin began reading, his eyes shifting darkly. Was he kidding? This was beyond childish. Especially for Slade who seemed to be rather mature despite his obsession with a group of teenagers. Robin read on, catching a few phrases that puzzled him. There was one about his clothing he wore and then it went on to what Slade would like him to wear. Robin couldn't help but to smirk with amusement. He hadn't realized how much thought Slade had put into his appearance and style. He even seemed to have Robin's face memorized by every curve and line. Creepy? Yes. Very creepy. What does he have some kind of obsession with me? Was there a hint of embarrassment and frustration in Slade's text? Nah. He's probably got a stupid photographic memory or something and is pissed that he has so much of me memorized based on that. He probably remembers the other Titans as well.

He noticed the one labeled Starfire. What was wrong with Starfire? Did Slade have something against aliens or something? Most likely. The bigot! Still, what did him being a discriminating twat have to do with his hatred for Robin? It was so confusing. Slade was definitely a puzzle, that was for sure. An annoying as puzzle.

Robin read on, shaking his head with disbelief. Why was Slade wasting his time mulling over him? Did he have lists for the other Titans as well? Of course, Robin had always noticed the little fixation hat Slade seemed to have over him. It's always been about you. Creepy Mc-creep face.

After reading the list, Robin decided he'd play along. He would just have to make a list of his own.