A/N Listening to Cancer and The Ghost of You by MCR whilst writing this is heart breaking

The war had grown vicious, and Wally only became stronger, though Robin didn't know, all he did was grow more and more ill as the rumors went on. King Jack had become sadistic and even sent his minions to terrorize some of Gotham's villages.

The casualties grew in the masses and it seemed as though Robin grew more and more ill with all the bad news. He'd lie awake and cry in either the agony of his unknown ailment or his fear of perhaps having lost his beloved.

Bruce called in every doctor from every kingdom, anything to cure his son, but it all went to waste as the boy would lay ill, clutching his beloved's shirt.

The only good that came from this was the fact that Conner wasn't permitted to sleep with him, in fear of infecting his young highness.

Robin became pale, his shining blue eyes turning grey, his lips chapped and doctors all feared for the worst. His hair dry and his body frail. No one could diagnose him but they knew things would be closing soon, he'd ask for Barry and Artemis but never his father, he'd tell them if he were to die he wanted Wally to know he loved him, he'd ask them to bury him in his favorite colors, red and gold, nothing drab like black. But he'd refused to say goodbye to anyone, and he never pleaded with his father to see Wally.

He wasn't his beautiful self, not that Wally would care but he didn't want Wally to feel bad, and he especially didn't want this to be his last image of himself.

Plus that'd mean. . . he'd have to say goodbye, and that was the hardest part of this.

Artemis held a rag to the prince's nose as it bled again for the 6th time that day.

Robin cried a bit, regretting every decision in his life.

"If I do. . . y'know, pass on, let father know I'm sorry. . I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused, I'm sorry for turning some of his hair grey and making him worry. . I'm sorry for being a bad son." He whimpered before falling asleep. Artemis looked down, petting the boy's hair as he slept, still clutching that old shirt.

On the other side of the Kingdom things were just as grey, the battle field was bloodied, and though Wallace saved as many as he could, it wasn't enough.

"Wallace!"

"Flash!"

"Kid!"

They all screamed for his help, and he raced to save every man he could, still trying to fight off the rest, until a blade pierced his armor.

He turned, slamming his blade into his attacker's eyes before falling to the ground, unable to clutch himself through his armor.

His vision blurred and all he heard were his men screaming in pain shouting out for him.

"Wallace is hurt!"

"Help Flash!"

"Get Kid!"

He shook, he tasted blood as his eyes closed, he whispered, "Robin" before falling unconscious.

"Wally~"

"Robin" He laughed, holding his lover close.

"Are we...dead?"

"I. . . I think." Wally's eyes widened as he held Robin, "You can't be! What happened!?"

"Shh. . . all that matters is that we're together. . ."

"Despite our sins, we've made it to heaven. ."

"Did we..Wallace?"

"Robin!" His eyes went wide as his lover's image faded.

"Wally!"

"Wallace!"

Wally inhaled as he loved around, he was surrounded by over 3 dozen men.

"We had t'save ya! You saved our damn lives more than enough."

They all cheered as the other sat up, then laughed as he flinched at the agony of his bandages.

"Ouch.."

Wally suddenly realized something.

"Prince Richard!" He shouted, grabbing the doctor's shoulders, "Is he alright!?"

"H-He's dying."

"He's. . ."

Wally fainted, in shock that his beloved might be gone forever, that, and the chloroform Red Arrow suggested to calm him down.

"He needs rest." Laughed Roy.

On the other side of the kingdom nurses surrounded the sickly boy as his eyes opened, even Bruce was in the room, fighting off tears.

"W..what's wrong?" Robin asked, sitting up.

"You stopped breathing, Artemis saved ya!"

He. . died?

Was he in heaven or was it a dream? He asked himself, now worried for his beloved.

"T..thank you Artemis. ."

"Aye, your highness."

Robin sunk into his bed.

"I need rest. . ."

"Goodnight." Chimed everyone.

"2 nurses will stay on watch." Bruce said sternly, walking over to kiss his son on the head, "Goodnight. ."
Robin smiled, sitting up to hug his dad before falling asleep again.

Everyone smiled, trying not to giggle at the sweet sight.