OMGS Been working this chapter for like... 2 days now. Have had to edit it a few times, so I'm sorry if there is any typos, I'm probably gonna post this and see like ten zillion mistakes. But hey let's move the story along shall we?

It feels a bit short... maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Not sure. But hey I'm tired and I'm gonna hit the hay now.

Also thank you for all the reviews, you guys are awesome! And I love you guys! I'm simply happy enough that some people are enjoying the ride as much as I enjoy writing it. XD

Speaking of the story, LET'S GO!

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"But the hospital... you were in there... and... the fire..." she coughed out the words. The smoke was bad in here.

"It burnt to the ground, I know." Asif stood before her, his gaze looking down, showing what seemed to be a glint of sorrow for his former companion, or was it perhaps for himself and his situation? Sariel struggled to stand but in that feat she was on her own. Asif offered her no aid.

Sariel was coughing up her lungs, it burned each time but at the moment that seemed so unimportant. "How..." another cough, the smoke was suffocating her. "How did you get out?"

"I nearly didn't."

Confused, she looked to the man before her. Her eyes trying to piece things together. "What?" she spit out before another cough violently tore at her lungs.

"I burnt the hospital down."

"What? WHY!?"

"I gave him the order. And like a good dog, he obeyed." Sariel was panting, her vision wasn't the best, but she knew that Madaline had entered the room. "Shit." was all she thought. This wasn't exactly how she planned her day.

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"If she survived, she'll be trying to make her way out of the burning building at this point, or already has. If you so insist on going back there my apprentice then you'll need a weapon or two. The area is filled with military personnel, all equipped with automatic rifles, and perhaps a few handguns tucked away as well. This is nothing like the temple Robin."

It was odd, Robin didn't even flinch or scream at the man when he had called him apprentice. Somehow it just seemed... right. Even though his mind screamed at him, begged him to yell back to tell the man NO! But there was nothing for it, right now Slade was all he had. And as much as he hated to admit it, he was going to need some help.

"Then we'll have to find some on the way and make do." Robin frowned at the man before him.

"And we'll have find a way back towards the burning structures, and hopefully not through them." Slade look to his young companion. "Any ideas?"

Robin began to eye an abandoned jeep just down the road from where they were. Everything seemed pretty silent, either it was parked for the night or simply left there.

"We could take the jeep?" the boy had suggested as he eyed the vehicle.

"Stealing Robin?" Slade chuckled.

The young man ignored the masterminds quips. "We could drive it back, then use it as an distraction."

"How so?" Slade had grown curious. What was Robin planning?

"If Sariel is alive... Then they'll be after her. We blow the jeep up. We cause a disruption in their planned evening. Make everyone loose their eyes on the target and anything else around them and we book it out of there. The rest we make up along the way."

"Blowing up a vehicle, Robin that is dangerous and could cause far more damage to the surrounding area. More people could get hurt." Robin frowned, Slade's tone sounded far to amused. "Possibly die even."

"The whole area has probably already been evacuated." Robin had hoped to make his plan sound far less reckless and potentially less violent then he knew it was.

"Probably Robin?"

"That or... or they're already dead..."

"And what of the enemy soldiers hrmmm?"

Robin narrowed his eyes and before he could stop himself he blurted out "I don't care about them" the boy almost flinched. Had that really just come out of his mouth? He should care... he really should care, he was a hero wasn't he? He should care about the lives of everyone, even the criminals. Shouldn't he? But he couldn't bring himself to care. He was so angry at these people, these ben Elohim, this military without a nation. Robin thought he could bring home something positive out of all this, but this world had suffocated him. For most of the time he had been trapped out here he generally felt agitated and a bit angry. It was different to what he felt now. Right now all he felt was hate.

Lately it seemed that everything was slipping away from him. The past few weeks or was it months now that he had been out here? He was unsure at this moment, but it seemed that everything from his life as a Titan was just now so far out of reach. He could still hear them all, the Titans, so clear, but their words were becoming muddled and while the memories were vivid they meant less to him now. It was as if his past meant nothing to him and the only thing that mattered was surviving this bloody mess of a desert.

Slade looked down to the boy, Robin not at all making eye contact, probably still not coming to terms on admitting that he didn't care if his enemy died or not. He could of rolled his eye, but instead Slade pushed the boy a tad bit further.

"And if she's not alive?"

It was the single statement that he didn't want to hear. Robin looked around the cold streets that were slightly lite by the blazing massacre that was happening just a few blocks away. If Sariel was dead? Then... Then what? He didn't know.

"I don't know, but I do know if I don't go... I'll regret it for the rest of my life. If she is dead... Then it was my fault. I left her there. I have to go back, to make sure."

Slade put a hand on the boys shoulders. "Then let's go." Robin looked straight ahead. "But remember Robin, they're seemingly after you as well, and I highly doubt you want to put up for sale on the black market."

The boy turned to the mastermind, "Well if they do catch me... Who knows it might be better then hanging out with you." The smirk was evident on his face. His eyes danced with a dangerous kind of mischief. Robin then turned towards the jeep and took off, once reaching the vehicle he plunked himself into the drivers seat, trying to hot wire the damn thing. And failing...

Slade let out a sigh. He would not interrupt the boys plans to stand beside Sariel in some sort of blazing end all be all battle. He knew very much what one would do for an ally. Especially one whom he had fought along side with during this entire incursion. Will came to mind, and he briefly wondered how the man was doing. "Probably sitting at home, reading a book and drinking some tea." Slade really didn't have to wonder what Wintergreen was doing, the villain already knew.

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A punch to the face. It dazed her for a moment but she saw the next one coming and blocked. There was another, and another. Where the hell had Asif learned to punch like this? His strikes were brutal. Did he always have this talent and she was just never introduced to it? The man was an amazing sniper... he never shown any talent in hand to hand combat. Nor did he even look to be the type that could hit this hard.

Another punch and she missed the block and the downward thrust sent her to the ground. She was panting heavily. Sariel was already out of breath , her body seemed to be breaking down on her. If she could just get out of this burning building. The weirder thing was that her two opponents didn't seem to suffer from the smoke at all. It was as if they were breathing fresh air.

A stair case fell behind them, the walls began to creak more, and the fire was intense. It was odd she was noticing so many little things at this moment, she didn't even hear Asif's words until Madaline spoke.

"Aurora only wishes to speak with you moya kroshka."

Turning herself over and gathering herself up to her feet Sariel eyed Asif and wanted to ask again "Why?" Why was he doing this? Why had he turned on her? She had known him for years. She brought him on board. Why would he... but then again he turned against his former unit to join hers. He went from one nationless military to another. Did they threaten him? Or did he go willing? In some way Sariel didn't want to know. But she knew, regardless of their past, she was going to have to finish this.

Taking a deep breath Sariel turned to the woman in charge. "You can tell Aurora to go fuck herself."

Madaline smiled at the young woman. "I'd knew you would say something like that." she tossed her cigar to the side and raised her fists.

Sariel didn't see it coming, before she could even try to block the incoming attack she was punched in the chest, the power of the woman's thrust sent her flying out onto the streets, breaking the burning door as she went.

Gasping for air in-between coughing Sariel finally was able to thankfully breath. She didn't take notice to the two figures that walked casually out of the burning building as it collapsed behind them. But she did see the incoming kick and rolled just in time. The woman grunted. She had enough. She didn't care if Asif had betrayed her. She was going to either take him back or take his head.

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Slade watched the boy miserably fail in hot wiring the jeep a couple times already before telling him to move over. Thankfully the boy obeyed. Fiddling with the wires he found what he needed and within an instant he got the jeep up and running.

Robin frowned, but didn't say a word. He knew he couldn't give the man shit for doing something he himself was trying to do. But he had to admit he was curious as to how he did it. Perhaps he would ask later.

"Ready to go?" It was the only thing Slade has asked and Robin only nodded in response. Stepping on the gas the two were inbound into some very dangerous territory.

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Sorry, it's kinda short, but things will start heating up soon, PROMISE!

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-Fangs