Okay, I know its been a few days, and please don't kill me for it! And please don't kill me if updates are more spread apart now because school just started and all that other suckish crap. Anyways, I'm just gonna let you continue reading the story!

I don't own Teen Titans. Neither does charlie. But we do own Spike the Unicorn...and Bob and Steve the hobos.

I was a puppet on strings. Over the next few weeks, I did what Slade told me without question or back talk. I just didn't care anymore. Nothing mattered except my friends' lives.

Slade waited patiently in the control room as I entered. His arms were folded behind his back in a rest position. Normally it would bother me, but nothing mattered anymore.

"Did you get it?" Slade asked without turning to look at me.

"As always." I said, throwing a bundle of wires at him.

I stood there, waiting for him to dismiss me. He sent me off to the kitchen where my dinner was waiting. I was so not excited to eat my bowl of grey mush. To my surprise, waiting for me was not a bowl of mush but a sandwich.

My stomach rumbled just looking at it. I sat down and dug in without thinking. It tasted so good and I was starving. I was sad to see it go. I wished I had another.

Then rational thinking kicked in. Slade was rewarding me for cooperating.

"Robin."

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of my name. Slade stood in the doorway. I stood up and followed him out of the room. I made sure to walk behind as a sign of respect. He led me into a room. In it sat a piece of modern art and a potted plant.

Not a piece of modern art. It was the junk I stole from the museum. Slade stepped forward and put the blue moon diamond in a funnel attached to the junk.

A ray shot the plant and it immediately wilted.

"It takes up to twenty-four hours to die." Slade explained.

I was confused. "What exactly do you gain from killing plants?"

Slade chuckled. "It's not for plants. It's for people. The Titans, to be exact."

I froze. 'No, it couldn't be.' I thought to myself.

"You see, Robin," Slade went on, "I never had the Titans' lives in my hands until now."

I shook my head. This couldn't be right. But it was.

I had stolen the parts for the machine Slade was going to use to kill my friends.

DUN, DUN, DUN! Okay, so there are only two more chapters left and I already have them typed. I just have to quit being lazy and post them. I should have chapter 9 posted on Monday...possibly Tuesday. Okay, fine, I have no freakin' idea when I'm gonna post the next chapter! It will be sometime in the next week...i hope.

And on a more random note, I have Pink Panther stuck in my head right now...