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Hey y'all I finally fixed my formatting so it should be more clear at what's my notes to you at the beginning/end and what's the story

So…this might be the last chapter you see before I disappear for NaNo, but I will be starting some of my new Doctor Who fanfic before November, hopefully…it's called Nightmares Check out the summary on my profile :P If you can find it XP

Hahaha, I just realized that the first chapter is in present tense and these past 2 chapters are in past…well….I'm going to be writing in past tense from now on…hahaha…sorry I confused you XP

Basically…yeah. This is longer than the last chapter- I'm trying to get most of my chapters to be at least 1,500 words (obviously that didn't happen with the first chapter) but this chapter was more of a big chunk for you to hold onto for all of November :P So…yeah. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans. Or Batman. Or the Justice League. Or whatever else isn't mine in here XP

Cyborg, trying to regroup the team so they could make their way back to the tower, blasted his sonic cannon at one of the Joining robots. He watched as the robot slammed backwards against the space ship. Smoke erupted from the wreckage, as Cyborg cried out, "Boo-yah! Guess we don't need the League after all!"

Then, right in the middle of his celebration, the robot sent out a large red beam that hit Cyborg square in the chest. He yelled as he plummeted backwards into a building, the bricks toppling onto his head. The team quickly raced over to unbury him, and after Cyborg was safe, Robin called out, "It's too powerful! We have to fall back!"

Beast Boy started at him in shock. "If we go now, it could take out the whole city!" he cried.

Robin shook his head. "I know, and that's a risk we have to take. But we can't do this alone!"

Robin threw three black smoke pellets, and smoke expelled out of the pellets, clouding the robot's vision. They raced back to the Tower, away from the Joining…

As they entered the Tower, they were gasping. Beast Boy fell onto the couch, turning into a dog. He panted nervously, as though he had just ran miles without stopping; well, because he did. They had to run miles and miles away from the Joining, who had managed to pursue them for the longest time. Even after the robot had lost their trail, they kept running, filled with terror that the Joining was still hiding behind them, or just past the corner…

"Do you believe that the robot has stopped the pursuit?" Starfire asked, her English still confusing, yet manageable.

Raven nodded. "It shouldn't be able to find us for a while; we raced all of the way across town."

"Yeah, like the big T won't tip it off…" Cyborg muttered.

Robin sighed. "We need to contact the League. The Joining is too strong for us; trust me, I've seen it before."

"Please, what is this League you peak of?" Starfire asked, a confused expression on her face. However, the rest of the team (minus Cyborg) was staring at him with wide eyes.

"The…the League?" Beast Boy asked. "Dude!"

"The League is a group of extremely strong superheroes." Raven explained for Starfire. "Adult superheroes."

"And they've all seen the Joining before." Robin told them. "About five years ago, the Joining came to Gotham…my old home."

At the mention of Gotham, Robin seemed to freeze. His old home…this, Titans Tower, was his home now. Cyborg nodded, his look softening, knowing what he was thinking of. Most of the time, the Titans had forgotten that Robin had an entire other life. A life with Batman; back in Gotham. Even more; an alter ego- the person behind the mask. Robin always had the most to hide…always.

"What did they do?" Beast Boy asked, knowing that this was sort of a…sensitive subject. It related to his old life, something he rarely talked about.

"They kidnapped the Justice League and took away their powers. They made these…robots, I guess. They had the League's powers. Eventually, we stopped them, but-" he began, but Beast Boy cut him off.

"We?" he asked. "You mean…you fought them?"

Robin rolled his eyes. "Well, yeah. I lived there, didn't I? I wasn't about to let them destroy Gotham." Or Batman…he thought. As much as he didn't want to say it, he did think about his adoptive father. Batman…Bruce Wayne…all of those things wrapped into one.

Speaking of which… "I'll go talk to Batman- arrange for the League to come to Jump."

Cyborg shook his head. "Dude, all of us should-"

Robin cut him off. "Really; I should probably talk to him alone."

Raven nodded. "Go." She said with an encouraging, rare, Raven smile. "We'll wait." Raven knew all about Robin's past; after all, she had been in his mind. She had seen everything. She knew about Bruce, Gotham…even Dick Grayson, the teenager behind the mask.

Robin walked into his room, glancing back at the arguing Titans. He could hear the cried of Cyborg and Beast Boy who wanted to speak to "the great Batman", but Raven silenced them. Starfire was still a little confused about Gotham and Batman, as all she knew about Robin were the things she had experienced in the past two or three years at the Tower.

Robin entered his room, the posters slathered against the wall. Newspapers, all written about enemies, Gotham or Jump, as well as a few newspapers including information about Bruce Wayne. He had to keep tabs on his mentor.

Robin pulled out an old, rusty Bat Communicator. He had lost his first in a fight with the Joining, but he had gotten a new one just before he left. He grabbed it as he left, just in case he needed to talk to him. But Bruce hadn't noticed, he supposed. He never really noticed- that was why he left.

He picked up the bulgy telephone-like communicator, holding it up to his ear. He heard a slight ringing noise, listening for Bruce's voice.

"Hello?" a hoarse voice called out from over the communicator. "Who is this? I never set up this line…"

"It's me." Robin replied.

A thick silence seemed to last for hours. Robin could hear Batman's heavy breathing from across the line, as though in disbelief. After what seemed like days, a reply finally came to Robin.

"You lost your Bat-communicator." He replied, trying to convince himself. It couldn't be him…could it? "You left without a new one."

"I picked one up just before I left." Robin told him. "Knew I'd have to contact you some time."

Across the line, Batman shook his head. "After all this time?" he asked in a quiet voice.

Robin nodded. "Y-yeah." He replied, his voice beginning to shake.

"I don't understand…why now?" Batman wanted to know, his voice becoming quieter and quieter.

"We…there's trouble in Jump." Robin told him, finally back on the track of the conversation.

"Trouble?" Batman asked. "You're part of a team now…shouldn't you be able to handle it?"

Robin furrowed his brow. Was he…doubting them? "We're perfectly fine!" he defended. "It's just…they're back."

"Who?" Batman asked, now intrigued.

"The Joining." He whispered. "The Joining came to Jump."

Batman's eyes widened. "No…Robin, get out of there. It's not safe."

Robin frowned. "Look, I just need you to contact the League so we can have back-up. We're perfectly fine on our own!"

"Robin, don't you remember the Joining? They're too powerful. There's no way you can defeat them. Even the League had trouble last time. Just get out." Batman warned him, but Robin didn't listen.

"Bruce, stop underestimating us! We've got tons of branches of Titans- even Kid Flash and Speedy are with us!" Robin cried.

Batman went quiet at the mention of his name. "Is your team there?" he asked.

"No. I'm in my room. They're waiting in the main hall. If your identity is what you're worried about, Raven already knows." Robin told him quickly, not thinking about his last sentence.

"You…told one of your team members?" Batman asked, anger creeping into his voice. "Richard, do you understand what you've done?"

"I didn't tell her!" Robin bit back. "She had to go into my mind to save my life, and she accidentally discovered who I was!"

Batman shook his head. "Was?" he whispered. "Past tense?"

Robin's frowned. "Yeah. Past tense. I'm not Dick Grayson anymore, Bruce. You know that. Even you've taken on the role of Batman more than Bruce Wayne…"

"So this life isn't good enough for you?" he shouted. "You've just decided that being Dick Grayson isn't worth your time anymore? You know, you should be grateful- Alfred and I have been explaining your disappearance, saying you're going to a private school now that we had to buy the rights to so when they did their research, they wouldn't find anything too fishy! After all that, you're just going to throw him away?"

Robin closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down. 10…9…8…

"You're throwing yourself away for nothing, Dick." Batman snarled. "Being a superhero isn't everything."

"That's not what you told me!" Robin screeched, letting go of any thoughts of calmness. "You tried to make me the perfect superhero- you trained me! For God's sake, Bruce, you gave me this life! Now you're telling me that my friends, my life…they're all worthless?"

"I didn't say it was them! It's the whole superhero thing, Robin…it makes you someone different- changes you beyond recognition! I'm barely even Bruce Wayne anymore, I had to give that up to be Batman! I don't want you to give up Dick Grayson!"

Robin was stunned. He stopped listening at the first sentence; he didn't mean them, then…no. No. He was sick of this. "You think I'm worthless." He whispered.

Batman shook his head. "Robin, I didn't mean-"

But he wasn't done. "You think I'm just some snot-nosed little kid who can't do anything! That's why you want us to get out of Jump- you think we're not good enough for the League, or…or anything!"

This conversation had taken a turn for the worse. And Robin still had steam left. All of these years, everything he had ever wanted to say to him, all of that anger, that pain…Bruce had given him a home and then snatched it away. That was who he was in his mind. He gave and took away; every time he felt like he was close to something, Bruce would yank it out of reach. He was never good enough for him. Now it was the other way around…

"We don't need your help anymore, Bruce." Robin told him coldly. "We can handle it on our own."

"Rob-"

"Goodbye." Robin said icily, disconnecting the Bat Communicator and chucking it against the wall.

Robin slammed his fist against the wall. Bruce was…ugh!

Robin stormed out of the room and looked up to see the team staring brightly at him. "So? When are they coming?" Cyborg asked, his expression like a lit up Christmas tree.

Robin shook his head. "Call the other Titans. We need everyone here to stop the Joining."

He started up the stairs to the roof. "What about the League?" Beast Boy asked.

"They're not coming. Just…call the Titans." Robin replied angrily. He raced up the steps, away from the Titans. He failed them…

"You go call the Titans." Beast Boy told the rest of the team. "I'll go talk to him."

Beast Boy raced up the stairs, scanning the roof for Robin. There! Robin was sitting on the edge, his feet dangling over, his eyes closed as if he were thinking strenuously.

Beast Boy sat down next to him. "So…bad talk with Batman?" he asked nervously.

Robin nodded. "It's as if he doesn't trust us; he kept saying there was no way we could beat the Joining. He should know what we can do. I know he's been keeping tabs on us. He surprised we can even defeat the normal criminals."

Beast Boy nodded. "I know the feeling…when I worked in the Doom Patrol, I was a little kid. Everyone else who took me in, they were…older. Stronger. Smarter. I could never measure up to them. They just thought I was a little kid who stuck around for laughs- I took everything seriously!"

Robin's eyebrows raised. "Everything?" he asked with a comical disbelief.

Beast Boy laughed. "Well, almost everything. But no one really thought I was good enough…Mento always looked down on me."

Robin looked at him in surprise. He had almost forgotten that Beast Boy worked in the Doom Patrol. They had a lot more in common than he thought…

"But you know…" Beast Boy continued. "He was wrong. I can do things- Hey, I'm part of the Teen Titans. That's an accomplishment, right? And you…you're Robin, man! Leader of the Teen Titans, protégé to one of the strongest members of the Justice League…You're totally worth it."

Robin grinned. "Y'know, you're right. Just because he says we can't do anything, doesn't mean we aren't worth it…right?"

Beast Boy smiled. "Yeah." He stood up and held out a hand to Robin. Robin stood up cautiously. "Now what?" Beast Boy asked.

"We call the Titans…and then destroy the Joining for good." He explained.

Beast Boy nodded. "Now that's the Robin I know!"

Suddenly, the tower shook, and winds whapped against Beast Boy and Robin's faces. Robin looked in horror up at the army of Joining robots, all descending from the sky…heading for…for…the tower.

"They found us…" Robin whispered anguishly.

Up, high in one of the Joining spaceships, a dark voice chuckled slightly. "Now…it begins."

I hope you enjoyed it! Most likely no more until the end of November. Then I'll try and post a chapter as fast as I can! Thanks guys for all of the reviews, and for reading, and….see you in December!