Hey all, sorry I'm all over the place with updates. I'm trying to stay creative through everything. Thank you to everyone that has faved and commented in the past while, it means so much to me! Sorry its a bit of a shorter chapter tho! But things are just getting started... and we are no on the final bit! Now...

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Hawkgirl. Zatanna. Firestorm. They had even eliminated the Flash.

It was getting easier to take them out, and the people were turning against the heroes of the world. Each time one would die, the populace would begin to question the integrity of the League and the other variety of heroes that were now scrambling to keep themselves in one piece against the public. Green Arrow was the first, but his murder really could have been anything. But as the death toll went up, the League members all grew a little worried. He noticed the shift when he confronted Zatanna. These people were not obviously stupid by any means. They all knew they were being hunted. Any smaller members of the League would be the first to go. But he remembered when she asked him why? Why did he betray them? Why was he killing them? She didn't like the answer. With a sigh at the thought of Zatanna's form hunched over, Robin poured himself a coffee while he waited for his friend.

They had killed a handful of the Leagues members, but the only ones they couldn't touch were the bigger members such as Superman, Batman and the like. To be honest, he didn't want to kill them, even though he didn't side with them anymore. They once were his family. Bruce, for a time, was like a father to him. And regardless of everything, he still held those memories dear to his heart. In some way, Bruce still made a contribution to that made him into the person he was today. Villain or no. Regardless, they would still all have to pay the toll. He wouldn't kill them, no. But he would make an example out of them.

And ironically, word was getting around of who the League was thinking who the killer may or may not be. And he knew his name was tossed around. As much as Bruce may dislike the situation, he would know who was targeting them. Unfortunately, for Batman, he just wouldn't know why. Even with all the information being shared, he doubted Bruce had fully believed it at first, but he also knew that he would be putting hours of investigation into it as well. He knew Bruce, Batman wouldn't budge. Even if he found the truth himself, that man wouldn't relinquish his quest for justice. The hatred from the public was nothing new to him. Batman may be one of the few that would endure all this. In the end, the people of Gotham needed Batman more than they knew.

He knew that if they couldn't fight against the main core of the Justice League, perhaps shutting down future members would be the best way to demonstrate that he was not fooling around. He did promise the Titans a fight, after all. And what better way to bring the Justice League to a halt than by dismantling their future?

"I got your text. Going after your old team?" Robin knew he would have to take it up with Asif first, before approaching Slade on the subject. "They are the next up-and-coming heroes, the youth of today that will embark on a journey to lead the Justice league in the future." Asif frowned. "Do they sell you that shit when they make you sign the dotted line?" Robin merely shrugged and Asif took it as a yes.

"This is.. do you mean to kill them?' Robin shook his head. "I owe them enough to not take their lives, but if we dismantle them-"

"It would damage the Justice League further. They have no future generations to give their mantle to. It make take time but, what about the other Titan teams and all those honorable members you made?"

"If the core team is brought to their knees, the rest may all go into hiding. Eventually, we will have to hunt them down. It would be simple enough." Asif shrugged. "Are you sure about this?"

Robin only nodded. To him, it seemed like the only way forward. "Without any of the young heroes of today, the League will dwindle away. Sounds great right, but even that is impossible. Someone will always take up some form of a heroic mantle. But if we can obliterate the foundations of the heroes of tomorrow, it will take them years, perhaps decades, to rebuild. Everything takes time, and time is what we will take from them. Everything they've built up over time will be shattered, it will crumble in on to itself. And with the League becoming crippled, she will reveal herself. She won't really have much of a choice by that point."

"How are you going to get the Titans to stop being heroes?"

Robin poured another cup of coffee and handed it to Asif, who took it with care. "Give them an option."

"And if they don't take it?"

"Then the gloves are off and the choice will be forced upon them." Asif nodded. "Have you suggested any of this to Deathstroke yet?" Robin shook his head. "No, not yet. I wanted to run it by you first."

"I see. So... taking the new team to meet the old?" Robin simply nodded at his question. "I think it's time they all get acquainted."

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"Your old team, the Titans?" Wintergreen had bumped into the young man on his way to Slade's office. "Are you sure about that?" Robin nodded in response. "Dismantling the future generation of heroes won't put an end to the hero's overall, not as long as there are villains, but it will buy us time to reorganize things to our own liking, it will cripple them enough that Aurora should be a little concerned that her shields are breaking." Will looked at the kid and was reminded why Slade wanted him as an apprentice. He was truly a unique and intelligent boy for his age. "You're dragging her out of hiding?" Robin smiled. "Yeah, I'm not giving her options anymore. Even if we killed Superman, she has an entire system set up to replace whoever she wants. Take away the system. She might poke her head out and see what is going on." Will would have laughed. The plan was risky, they could be completely wrong. But Robin reminded him a lot of Slade, if the boy put his mind to something he was sure to accomplish it.

"You think he'll grant me the go ahead for the mission?" Will shrugged. "Maybe, if you ask him the right way. Pros and Cons. Going up against your old team could be detrimental to your current team. You can't think outside the mission for a second, no matter how much you may have cared for the Titans, they are not your team anymore lad." Robin nodded, "I know the risks. I know what people may think. That I could slip up, pull my punches because of some old memories. But I won't let that happen. I don't want to kill them either. I want them to quit the hero job, to hang up their capes. I suppose it would be akin to something like a banishment. Them having to live with their failure is more of a punishment than death itself."

"I suppose."

"Where is Slade anyway?"

"Taking a break from the office, although he's not far. How about I bring this up to him? That way you can catch up on some much needed rest?" Robin took in a deep breath before agreeing. "Alright. But tell him to let me know as soon as possible."

"Don't worry lad, I'm sure you'll know before I do."

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Slade wasn't all too pleased, although he was intrigued by the boy's enthusiasm for taking down his old team. He had thought the boy would just continue in his plight against the lower end members of the Justice League. But the boy wouldn't be wrong. Taking out the youth would be injurious to the League's state of affairs. He wondered then if Robin knew his current plan was identical to what the Brotherhood had planned for him and the Titans when this entire journey began. Ironic, really.

"He's been busy for days, taking out multiple targets. I think he needs a rest before anything else." Slade looked out the window in his apartment. The city below him moved on as it always did, time ever marching forward. Residents moving from one place to another, their lives so simple compared to his own. Nothing was ever so straightforward for him, nor for Robin either. "He's had rest in between, but he won't stop moving now. And unless he truly needs it, if he begins to push himself too hard, then I will stop him. But for right now, things seem clear for the boy. He knows what he must do."

William shrugged, "Alright, if you say so."

"I have a meeting to attend to tonight. Tell the boy he has my permission to do as he pleases."

"Alright, I'll let him know. He was wondering where you've been. Looks like you've been worrying the lad."

Slade gave a shrug. "You can tell him it's society related, he'll understand." Will nodded. "But it won't be for long. He'll have my attention again soon enough."

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Batman had left Jump and made his way back to Gotham. The team had said their goodbyes, fully knowing he would be back here in a couple of weeks to check up on them. That night, the team went about their normal routines before they all went to bed. What startled them out of their dreams at 5am wasn't something unexpected, but they were all truly hoping for a good night's rest. The computer in the main room was going off. Someone was calling them. The team looked at one another, the only person that ever called them at this god awful time was Slade. And in some form or fashion, the team actually hoped it would be the orange and black clad villain. Perhaps then they can demand some answers. But it was not meant to be when Cyborg answered the call and a red-haired woman took up their living room screen.

"Titans. Hello."

"Who the hell are you!?" Beast boy yawned while expressing his anger. The woman smiled. "I'm a friend. For you see, I have information on your old leader, Robin." The team looked at one another. Raven narrowed her eyes before she turned to Cyborg. He knew that look. Something was definitely up with this lady. "Oh yea," Cyborg crossed his arms. "Like, what do you know that we don't?"

She smiled once again. "I know for a fact that it is him and a team he has built that is killing Justice League members. I have spies and cameras everywhere. It wouldn't go unnoticed by me what he has done." Cyborg nearly rolled his eyes. "Sure ok, whatever."

"You don't believe he is capable of these murders?"

Cyborg narrowed his eyes at the woman that intruded upon their sanctuary. Just who was she, anyway? "Oh no, at this point, we believe it. But I don't know who you are or what you want? Just showing up in the middle of the night telling us stories-"

"Do you want to see it?" she smiled at the youth before her. "As I said, I have spies and cameras everywhere. Do you want to see it?" The team looked at one another. "I don't think we need to witness tha-" Raven was however interrupted when the screen changed to video footage of an all too familiar face murdering Hawkgirl. The team saw him do the deed, saw him shoot her in the head. How the blood rolled down her face, onto her body, and then onto the ground below her feet. "WE DIDN'T NEED TO SEE THAT!" Raven went into a fury, her mind raging. Her second set of eyes peered out from beyond the cloak. "Whoa!" Cyborg grasped her cape and caught her stare as she turned to glare at him. He shook his head, and she seemed to come out of whatever rage inspired trance she was in.

The current leader glared at the screen. "The hell do you want!?"

The woman smiled. "Your cooperation."

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