YEEEEPPPPP! Another chapter! Trying to update whenever possible but ya know life and such. Anywho... I want to say Thank you to all my peoples that faves and follows my lil' fanfic here and as usual YOU REVIEWERS ARE AWESOME! And you all get cookies!

Sorry for any typos, I've reread this thing a few times, and like I THINK I fixed everything... HOPEFULLY! Ughhhh!

Anyways my awesome peoples ONWARD WITH THE STORY!

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He pulled her up, and even though it was from one bad scenario to another, she was glad for it. Although she was a little troubled with Robin. Sariel looked at him in a different light now. Something had changed. She couldn't put her thumb on it. But the winds had changed for the boy. He didn't even flinch when he told her to take the gun, knowing full well what she would do. It was like he understood there was no other way, there was no arguments, no glares, just a kid wanting to get out alive.

She closed her eyes, the smoke clogging her throat. "We need to get out of here."

Robin only nodded. The building was coming down a bit faster now. They had to find the exit. Hopefully Slade would still be around to help out in the end.

"Of course he will."

"He'll always be around."

Robin shrugged the darker thoughts away. The voices sounding so sure of themselves. But they were right, one way or another, Slade would always be around.

"Sergei..." He sighed, he might as well just tell her. "Sergei was... or is Slade."

There was no hint of hatred, no anger, just a simple tone.

"Huh... So that's what he looks like under the mask. Kinda fits..." she coughed. "So ya stuck with him huh?"

"It was the only way to get you out."

"I see... So what now?"

"If I know Slade, he's already got everything under control before he even started."

Sariel smirked. "Yea that sounds like Deathstroke."

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Asif stood there, his mouth agape. His feet started to take steps backwards. Wasn't this man that Russian that helped them with Geist? Wasn't this the man that drove him to the hospital. It was... but the accent was gone. The much more pleasant aura had vanished, all that was left was this ravaging darkness as this man took little time in killing all the men before him.

And this man was getting closer and closer to him.

He had to do something, he had to get away before it was too late.

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"Where was he?" Slade was growing just a tad bit angry at his apprentice. "The boy should of been out of there by now." His thoughts made the mastermind worry a little more than usual about the boy. Robin was always good at getting out of tight spaces. He dreaded that this was perhaps a little to tight.

"Nonsense" he mentally repeated. "You picked Robin for a reason."

Slade narrowed his singular eye at the younger man a few feet away from him. The boy that had betrayed his young apprentice. Asif would get what was coming to him, but not by his hands.

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"We gotta get outta here!"

"I couldn't agree more... " Sariel answered with a wheeze of a cough. "But the smoke is so bloody thick... Can't see a damn thing."

"This way!"

Robin saw a exit, glimpses of the nights sky hung just outside what seemed to be a back door. Throwing Sariel's arm over his shoulder he helped his friend walk to what seemed to be a way out. Until the staircase above said door collapsed in front of their means of escape.

Sariel laughed, then coughed. "Well shit..."

Robin looked to his friend, she had been in here to long. She was already breathing heavily, although she tried to hide it, and not to mention she had a serious fight with that Madaline character.

"The beam, doesn't look to heavy, we could move it." she suggested. Robin frowned. "I don't think you should-"

She glared at him. "Oh shut it." Sariel moved to the beam and put her shoulder to it in an attempt to move it. "Well you gonna help out?"

Robin nodded. "Yea I suppose... I'll hold it and you go ok?" She shrugged in response. "Ok, 1, 2, 3!" The two pushed the beam back to make room for one to get out.

"Ok go!"

Sariel darted from underneath the beam and made it outside. Robin gritted his teeth as he held it for her, the beam feeling ten times heavier with only one to support its weight. Once she was out however, he to made his escape. The interior structure falling apart behind him.

Sariel gasped for air, she panted heavily. Robin felt the weight of the smoke in his lungs as well. But felt for her. He briefly wondered if she was going to need medical attention for all the time she spent in there. Normal people would just go to a hospital but Sariel... she couldn't go to a hospital. There was no hospital. Here anyway's. He wondered what exactly she did in these kind of circumstances. He was thinking to much, so much that he hadn't noticed he was staring until she smirked at him. "Thanks. For getting me out of there."

He smirked back. "No problem."

With the blazing fire in front of them, and the dark behind them, it felt like they were free from some sort of long term imprisonment. Their breaths were heavy and ragged, sweat and dirt clung to their skin. Both felt disgusting. But they were out. For Sariel it felt like a miracle. She didn't know if she was going to make it out of there alive.

The two stood there watching everything fall apart before their eyes. The cool nights air felt so good on their skin. The silence that hung between them was nothing new. The two were just looking on to the chaos in front of them, both lost in thought.

Robin felt different there. He didn't feel like a Titan anymore... He felt more like he was in one of those bizzare spy movies. But Robin knew he wasn't in any movie. The reality of it all hit to hard for him. He helped kill people. Maybe he shouldn't be a Titan anymore? Overall maybe this should bother him a bit more than it was, which was slightly.

He sighed. He'd figure it out later. Sariel looked over to him. "What's next?"

"Huh?"

"What's our next move leader boy?"

"I thought you knew?"

She laughed then. "I just go where the wind takes me I suppose. Luck's gonna run out on me one day I know that." She looked grimly at the building in front of them. "Thankfully it wasn't today."

Robin kept looking on at the burning homes. "Did you break Asif's arm?" his eyes never moved from the scene in front of him.

"Yea..." she looked at the boy wonder differently. His aura slightly darker then moments ago. "What about it?"

Robin shrugged. "It's nothing..." he shook his head. "We should leave him behind, let him stay with his new friends... It's good." He looked to her then. "It's good that you did that, broke his arm. He totally betrayed you. He doesn't deserve-"

"Robin." He winced at the call of his name.

"People betray you all the time to get whatever they want. This is nothing new. Stop getting your panties in a twist about it. You just gotta find the right people. Sadly Asif wasn't one of the right people."

Richard frowned at her. But he understood.

"Soooo Sergei is Slade huh?"

Robin nodded. "We shouldn't keep him waiting."

Sariel crossed her arms. "Yea I hear from Gram's he gets rather grumpy if there is a delay."

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One piece after another fell to the floor, the once apartment perhaps, was giving way above him, crumbling to ash. Much like the people of this land, the buildings were nothing more than remnants of the past. Most so old that he found it amazing that the structure's still stood whilst burning away. The shoddy workmanship on these buildings were understandable however. Easy to fix, a simple roof over one's head. It's all one really needed out here.

They would all rebuild in time. The people had grown accustomed to this way of life. One thing is taken from them, they rebuild on top of the old.

This land was a land of war. It took so many lives each and every day, as it had done for thousands of years. It was no surprise to him that it would claim hers as well.

Geist look over to Madaline's body and snickered. What a place to die. In a empty cellar, it's dark crevices would make a perfect spot for a tomb. Her body would soon either turn to ash when the fires reached her or the building would collapse on her, the sands would erode her body to nothing within time.

Either way it wasn't sightly.

Aurora would be disappointed.

One of her best lay here dead. No wonder why she wanted to test the girl. Unfortunately little Ms. Sariel got away with the Legacy. "Not half bad" he thought. Sariel was doing better then he gave her credit for. He wondered how far she would go or how far she would get away with all this? He chuckled at the thought.

His eyes looked down onto the woman beneath him and kicked her. "Get up!" It was a command only the dead could answer. "You still have a job to do."

No, this place would not be her tomb, at least not this cellar. The desert? A good possibility. But not here, not while he could make use of her.

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Dead. So many already dead. But so many more showed up. Slade had found himself in a bit of conundrum. Where were they all coming from?

The twenty or so that was already stationed here were already dead, all but for Robins little friend. He'd leave that one alive, for now. The boy was taking cover behind a barricade, a little off to the right. Or so he thought.

This Asif character was lighter on his feet then he remembered.

Twisting himself around, his gun pointed at the young man. And amazingly enough the kid also has a weapon trained on him.

"You... Who are you?"

The kid was nervous he could tell. But he still expertly held his gun. Even with his broken arm he made do, completely ignoring the pain. His hands had done this to many times, probably since when he was a kid. How many lives had this kid already taken? It was a shame Slade had thought. Such talent wasted on a traitor.

However, he had no time for any of this. Asif wasn't someone he wanted to deal with, it wasn't his problem. He wanted Robin and Sariel to deal the hand, after all this was mostly Sariel's business and not his own. Robin got himself to involved with the woman. And for now he would leave it up to the boy on how he wanted to play the game.

"Get down. Or they'll see you."

"They're not going to shoot at me."

"So confident about that are we?" Slade scoffed.

There was a unit that had been sent in as backup, only about six or so. "Let's see what they think of you?" Slade took aim and shot one of the incoming men in the head, all of them fired into the shots general direction. Asif jerked and took cover.

Once they stopped they began to speak to one another, all of them splitting up.

Slade looked over to his companion. "Do you really think they won't kill you now?" The kid was shaking a bit as he sat there, his back up against the barricade. "But... but..."

The mastermind smirked, "You put your lot in with the wrong people."

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Asif was cra-cra enough to point a gun and Sladey kins. Whaaaat? Asif you a crazy mofo!

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