If I owned Young Justice, I would also own Oregon. Sadly, I don't own Young Justice or Oregon.
Monday, January 15, 2012
Robin stood by himself in the bathroom at the most secluded end of the Mountain. It was his haven, his personal hideout- the place where he could take his pain out where no one else would be hurt by it. Roy and Wally were amazing, and kind, and patient, but he didn't deserve them –so he thought.
Gripping the knife in his hand, he sliced. A thin, long, shallow cut joined the numerous others he had made since he figured out the League wasn't coming back. After being held by the Light, it had ebbed for a slight amount of time- until he found out he was marked by Klarion. Then the need to take his pain out on something- anything- raged, and cut after cut joined the scars placed by Gotham's worst.
No one knew- that was the beauty of it. Kaldur did take the time to ask him how he was, and the answer was always the same: he was fine. He would be okay. Roy and Wally were the best bros in the world- but they wouldn't understand.
No one could.
Monday, January 29, 2012
M'gann was getting suspicious- she'd been following him around, constantly mother-henning him. He allowed it; it felt good. Roy and Wally were beginning to figure something was up as well- they were becoming more careful around him. Everyone else remained oblivious.
Robin looked up in the mirror- dark bags showed under his eyes, and blood was spattered around the sink. The scars on his arms were getting more layered, his cuts healing ever slower.
And so the rest of him fell victim to the brutal slashes. He just couldn't take it without directing the pain elsewhere.
Monday, February 5, 2012
Wally West and Roy Harper stared at each other. Something was wrong with their brother, and they were going to figure it out. He had been acting… off since the night they found out that Klarion had marked him, he was becoming subtly more clingy yet distanced. No one other than them and possibly M'gann had noticed it- they were too busy trying to take down Drachenfluch's international influence. The stress was bearing down on the Team like never before, and they were beginning to break. They were spread too thin. Unlike the League with their size, the twelve Team members couldn't do everything the League could.
Saturday, February 17, 2012, 03:00
"Begin," came the order that brought glee to the twisted mind of Klarion the Witch Boy.
It was the order that would enact the Light's plan to rid themselves of the heroes- permanently.
Wednesday, February 21, 2012, 14:59
Roy pulled Artemis behind the wall. They were the last two left standing, the others left unconscious save for the red-eyed Robin. Roy and Wally had known that not telling the rest of the Team about Klarion's mark would come back to bite them in the butt.
"Follow me!" The male archer called desperately, pulling the still- casted Artemis along to a shower room, turning on all the showers as Roy pulled out his communicator, typing in the number and praying it would work.
"Tula! Garth! You two… Get up… Just get up to the Cave! We need you!" Roy shouted to the two stunned Atlantians, who then nodded. "Robin's been possessed by Klarion. Order is Klarion's stark opposite, but water is different enough it should drive the Witch Boy out. I'm not letting anyone put on the helmet." Roy growled the last part, as the two Atlantians left to the Poseidonis zeta platform.
The two archers barely glimpsed Robin's silhouette in the doorway, but Roy blasted a doorway in the wall and sprinted off, carrying the other archer as she protested.
"Roy! Just drop me! I'm dead weight!" Artemis protested, struggling.
"Stop struggling, I'll go faster," Roy growled back as the computer called out Tula and Garth's arrival.
Reognized: Tempest B12 Aquagirl B13
Roy vanished behind another wall, holding on to Artemis as explosions rocked the Cave. It was over in minutes, and soon Tula's voice was calling out softly to the two archers. Nocking an arrow just in case, the male archer peeked around the corner. Tula was fine, aqua-blue eyes wide with worry.
"There you are… We won, but… Well… Everything's a mess," She said quietly, helping Roy carry Artemis back to the main room of the Cave. It looked like an atomic bomb had gone off, which had pretty much been what had happened, and Garth was standing in the middle of it, an unconscious Robin held gently in his arms. Roy let Tula continue supporting Artemis as he strode over to Garth and Robin, taking the unconscious bird from the Atlantian.
"What happened here?" The raven-haired male asked, looking the archer in the eye.
"As I said before, Klarion possessed Robin. I don't know how- okay, I do know how, but we need to get Zatanna awake so that she can fully sever the connection. She and Kaldur were the first two Klarion took out because they posed the most danger to him," Roy explained.
"Ah. Okay," Garth nodded, heading over to Tula and Artemis as Roy looked for a way to get to the med bay.
"There's a gap over here, and what looks like a hallway behind it. Will you be able to get to the med bay from here?" Tula called over, looking at the three humans on the other side of the room- Artemis wanted to not be carried anymore.
"Yeah, I think so. Artemis, you know the cave better than I do. Will we be able to get to the med bay from over there?" Roy asked, looking down at the blonde archer.
"Yep. Should be able to," she replied, and the hydrokinetics began removing rubble from the mouth of the hallway.
Soon enough they were through and moving unconscious Team members to the med bay, Robin in a separate room so that the others wouldn't try to kill him.
Roy felt horrified. When Tula had helped him remove the top of Robin's uniform, what they had seen was Klarion's glowing red mark- and layers of thin, uniform cuts. Tula had agreed not to tell anyone, leaving Roy alone with Robin to help Garth with everyone else.
The clicking of Artemis' crutches brought Roy back to reality, and the grim acceptance on her face when she saw the bandages around his brother's torso and arms raised Roy's respect for her several notches. The female archer moved to sit by him, looking down at the floor.
"I feel horrible. I knew something was wrong, but when he insisted he was fine I just accepted it. I should have pushed harder; I'm his friend," Artemis murmured.
"If you feel that bad, think how bad Wally and I feel. We really should have noticed… But we just kept our suspicions to ourselves," Roy muttered back.
"Roy? Artemis?" Tula had poked her head in the room. "The others are beginning to wake up. You two know what's going on the best, so…"
"Okay, we're coming," Artemis muttered, still upset, pulling herself to her feet with the crutches as Roy stood up without any enthusiasm. "Let's go face the music, huh?" Artemis murmured to Roy, beginning to head to the other room.
"If you guys want, I can stay here with him just in case he wakes up," Tula offered.
"Yeah, if you want to," Roy said blandly, following Artemis out of Robin's room as Tula took their places by Robin.
"Okay, now is someone going to tell us what's going on?" Zatanna screamed, glaring daggers at Roy. "You really better, or I'll make sure that you can't shoot anymore!"
"Ditto," Batgirl growled, hand on her utility belt.
"Robin was possessed by Klarion," Artemis deadpanned. "We figure it happened while the Light had him in November."
"Oh," Batgirl hmm'ed. "So that's what that big glowing mark on his chest meant."
"Wait! Robin had a big, glowing mark on his chest and you didn't tell me about it?" Zatanna cried, upset.
"We figured we could take care of it ourselves, but look how well that turned out!" Roy laughed bitterly, narrowing his eyes and looking away.
"Is the glowing mark still there?" Zatanna growled, glaring at Roy.
"…Yes," he muttered.
"I need to see him, so I can break the Witch Boy's hold on him," Zatanna ordered, getting out of the hospital bed, following the two archers to Robin's room where Tula was still waiting. The magician didn't remark on the stark white bandages on the bird, just looking at the symbol. "Klarion's hold took a lot out of him- too much more and the stress might have cause his body to shut down. This will take a little more out of him, but he'll be fine. He'll be unconscious for about a week after this though, just a warning. Kaerb eht dloh fo Noiralk dna tes mih eerf!" The glowing red symbol glowed white, then faded into a black, flat, tattoo-like marking. "It's broken- he should be fine. Next time someone has a glowing symbol on their chest, tell me," the magician growled the last part, glaring harder at Roy as she left the room. Tula took her leave as well, nodding at the two archers as she left. Artemis looked at Roy, then getting the message, left Roy alone with the unconscious bird. Roy almost instantly broke down, letting go of his 'bad boy' image.
"Why? God, why? Why did you have to do that to yourself? You could've talked to us… Me, Wally, Artemis, M'gann, Hell, the entire Team! We all worry about you, we all care about you, you're our fricken' little brother! God, just… Get better Robin. Heal, and don't forget that we're all your friends, we all care about you… And we'll help you. You won't have to hurt yourself to get rid of the pain anymore. Just get better, and I'll try to be a better brother… God, I'm just horrible…" The archer finished his rant, sliding into the chair and resting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands, looking at the unnaturally still bird. "Just get better for me… For us… For when the League gets back… I know about the letter Batman left you, but… Just… You have to stay strong. For the world."
Roy could've sworn that Robin smiled.
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Now onto the actual authors note.
This was written a while ago, and I've been extremely busy, so sorry for the slow update! Yes, if you're wondering, this story will start injuring more people than just Robin, but it's really a Robin-centric story. So yeah. Hope you enjoy, and I'll see you with the next update. And, just an added note, I made the volleyball team! School will also start for me in a week, too, so I will stop having as much time because I'll be at school from seven in the morning to five or five thirty in the evening. Ten hour schoolday, anyone? But I don't really care, the extra time is because of Jazz Band and Volleyball practice.
Peace out!