Okay before you read I do need to say that the first part of the chapter is very dark and if you don't like that well, I highly suggest skipping it. Okay now you can read.

Inside the Titans' training room, Robin was practically destroying the training dummies. Pieces were scattered around the floor, and Robin himself had yet to realize that his destructive training had created multiple cuts and bruises on his body. The music he played was was turned up to the max volume and was blasting throughout the entire tower.

Keep going. Don't look back. Keep fighting. Don't mess up. Those thoughts echoed inside his head. Finally he stopped and looked around at the damage.
Look, you destroyed another thing. Weak. Useless. Dangerous thoughts flooded his head and the shadows seemed to creep closer and closer around him. As swift punch broke yet another training robot and as he fell to his knees, blood still dripping from his hands, he raised his hands up to his head so that his fingers ran through his still not gelled hair.

He looked down at his hands, his gloves were broken beyond repair, bits and pieces scattered around the floor. Blood poured out of the cuts on his hands, legs and arms. Their was one single gash on his stomach that bleed a tiny bit. He ignored the pain rushing through his body and got to his feet, slowly moving to get the gauze in the tower's medical room. Drops of the red liquid slowly fell to the ground. The Titans will think a murder happened in here he thought a small smile appearing on his face, which quickly turned to a grimace.

He arrived in the Med room and walked to the cabinets, opening them to grab the gauze and peeling off the top of his uniform. The cut looked worse then it felt, and luckily no serious damage head occurred.

A sudden beeping brought him out of his daze. He looked around for the source to find that his communicator was beeping in alarm. He slowly got up and picked up the device, noticing that a text was waiting for him.

Help

Meanwhile the other Titans were losing the battle. Slade just stood and watched as wave after wave of his robots attacked the Titans, who grew weaker with each new wave. The movements became more sluggish and the they weren't using that much power. As Slade smirked under his mask, a soft movement brought his attention to the shadows around him. He slowly brought out a sword and looked around him. Paying the other Titans no mind, he searched the shadows trying to find the source of the sound, but even with his alert senses he was unable to sense the attack from behind. As he was pushed to the ground he turned around and saw Robin standing the bow staff drawn, ready for Slade's move.
The other Titans had yet to realize that their leader had arrived, Slade, using this fact to his advantage, turned and ran out the building, Robin just glared and swiftly followed taking the bait. Raven just managed to turn around to see Robin race out the door, she frowned and was about to follow when a robot quickly blocked her path and she was forced to fight it.

Running throughout the forest, might have tough enough, with the amount of trees acting as hiding spots for Slade, but as rain began dumping down of the earth, the water making the dirt turn to slippery mud, the situation became twice as hard. The cuts on Robin leg bled through the gauze* as the running around, and kick disturbed them. Robin himself took no mind of this face, the adrenaline running its course through his veins blocking out any notice of the stabbing discomfort.

Finally stopping he looked around, breathing heavily, taking in his surroundings, he heard his communicator beep, and looked down to see what the problem was, only to be kicked from behind, he fell to the ground, the communicator itself flying off to the side and out of view. His costume not covered in blood, sweat, and mud Robin turned around to see Slade standing over him in a fighting stance. Robin just narrowed his eyes and stood ready to fight. With a shout the fight began

Meanwhile the Titans continued the seemingly unending fight, but slowly the swarm of robot ceased, leaving the teen heroes standing in a pile of broken machinery, panting and trying to catch their breath. All had injuries, mostly bruises and minor cuts, though Beast Boy had a very minor concussion and Starfire had broken her wrist. Raven looked around and upon noticing that their leader was not present, looked back at the others. The others must have noticed as well.

"Robin's not here" Cyborg said, a slight questioning tone.

Starfire and Beast Boy shared a look. The silent undertone of he's either fighting Slade or injured badly. Beast Boy opened his mouth to speak, but never had the chance.

A loud explosion went off near the warehouse, the noise ringing through the Titans ears while harsh winds ripped through the warehouse, dust and dirt alike practically poured into the building. When the wind died down the Titans took barely a second to get on their feet and rushed outside, only to find that the bright sunny morning had turned to pitch black night.

*This actually happened to me, I had this bad cut on my leg and I tried exercising and then I started bleeding again.