"It's beautiful," I exclaimed, taking in the breathtaking sunset from on top the Titan Tower, "It's been a long time since I actually watched the sun go down," I admitted.

"I remember when we were kids and mom would take us outside right as the sun began to set," Robin told me as he perched himself on the edge of the roof. I followed his example and let my feet dangle in midair.

"Oh and the stories she would tell us always left me full of wonder." I chuckled at the thought of how huge my eyes use to get when mom told me exciting tales of heroes beating up the bad guy. Those were definitely happier time.

"I never stopped dreaming about becoming a hero," I reveled slightly embarrassed, "I even started going out of my way to help people just to get a taste of what it felt like to be one of those heroes mom told us about. My first time was pulling a little girl out the middle of the streets. At first, I was just watching her play with her mother. They were throwing a ball back and forth, smiling. Then the ball was rolling in the streets, the little girl following it. She didn't even see the school bus coming her way. The mother's scream was all I heard before I blacked out then I was on the side of the road with the child in my arms. Her mother was crying thanking me and I can't even describe the feeling of it all. I felt invincible.

"Ever since then I've been saving cats from trees, helping the elderly, and just being the neighborhood hero but after awhile it wasn't enough, you know? Like all that stuff seemed trivial. I wanted to defeat bad guys like Batman and Superman but I didn't know how to. Someone offered to teach me and blinded by the stardom of heroism I agreed with no hesitation. It turned out so wrong. It wasn't supposed to happen like it did," I began to cry again. Robin had quickly gathered me in his arms, shushing me soothingly, while I cried into his uniform.

"Well hold on," he said softly, "Let's start from the beginning, why don't we?" I nodded into his chest, sobbingly.

"Good Scar. Take your time." I cried harder at the thought of having to relive the darkest moments of my life but somehow I managed to.

"I escaped."

"From the asylum?" I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yes. I wasn't crazy. So I escaped. I was scared to return home because I thought you and mom would send me back so I ran away. I became a street rat. I stole for food and fought for shelter but I never once regret my decision. A man found me though. He showed me the kindness I forgot existed. His eyes were warm and his words seem to always ooze honey. He gave me a nice place to stay and good food. I began to like the man and he took care of me. When he noticed my desire for saving people he offered his assistance. I took it greedily." I paused and my breath came out fast like I just ran a marathon. Robin rubbed my shoulders soothingly. I gulped.

"At first I didn't understand the things he was teaching me. But they were bad, bad things, Robin." Robin tried to interrupt but I kept going, "It's funny, though that I was never suspicious. This man knew what I could do, he known about my powers and I never wondered how. I haven't told him but he persuaded me to start using them and the next thing I knew he was using chemicals, injecting them into me. It wasn't until after he was done he told me he was amplifying my powers, making me invincible."

"I slowly started to go crazy," I admitted, "I started seeing things that weren't there. Hurting myself. He strapped me up. For my safety, he said but he didn't stop there. Surgeries started happening, sometimes he put me under, other times I was left awake. It was horrible, Robin! Horrible! Oh gawd, I hated him, for the things he was doing. But at the same time a part of me was excited to see the new me. I remember after my last surgery, he kissed me. But it was wrong, it wasn't really a kiss but he was transferring something to me, a cure for the insanity. All the voices in my head had numbed enough for me to question if they are even still here but they are. It was a side effect of the injections and procedures. But I was me again and I was thankful, so thankful the worst was over. So I thought."

"What happened after that?" Robin questioned but I was closing myself off to him. I've shared too much for one day and if he wasn't disgusted by me now if I kept going he would be.

"Robin, I thought about you every day, you know that?" I changed the topic with a smile, "I use to day dream what kind of guy you've become but never pictured you as a leader of a team. Possibly a solo career at the top like a CEO, ya know? Anyways, I'm starving, let's go grab a bite or something." He stared at me and even with the mask covering half his face I knew what he was thinking. He was contemplating if he should let the topic go and he shouldn't for everyone's safety but I wanted him to. And with a look of resignation he did. I let out a low breath of relief and stood up.

"Oh and Robin?"

"Yea."

"You might want to ask the others how they feel about me being here," I said dryly.

"Why? They should all be fine with it." I turned away not wanting him to catch my darkening expression.

"Yea but I don't like to be anywhere I'm not wanted." With that I made my way to the elevator, Robin watching me carefully.

~Sorry for not updating, I have no excuse for it, I just didnt ;)