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It had been a couple of weeks since their entanglement with the Titans. And now he wonders if Aurora expects himself, his team and, possibly even Slade to show up on her front door. Her messengers clearly said to return to the land of Ash and Ruin. That could only be Sa'dah. Specifically, the area Madaline had burnt to cinders. He wondered if the people there had pieced their lives back together, only for Aurora to return with her soldiers, turning the city into a battlefield, only to obliterate it all once again. How many more innocent lives will be lost? How much does she take? He doubted she ever gave anything back. He pulled the original USB drive from his pocket. He always carried them now, the remnants of the Legacy itself. Although, by now all of the information had been copied to the Society's database. It didn't matter if she wanted to Legacy back, he could very well just hand over the USB drives, but they had taken what they had needed. No, her end game was something more, something bigger. He wondered if she didn't care if the Society had the Legacy in its possession, maybe she couldn't find them for so long and this entire ordeal was just some ploy to pull them out of hiding. Maybe she thought it didn't matter, perhaps in her mind she would kill them all anyway, so why not divulge some secrets? It wouldn't matter if they were all dead in the end now would it? She'd be able to retrieve the Legacy and the world would go back to the way it was. Her vengeful plans completed, and her hunger sated.

He didn't know what was to come, he could plan all he wanted to, and he had. He had looked at every option, every opportunity that could possibly lead them to... some type of victory. Everything right now just seemed like it was luck of the draw. And it infuriated him. He needed a plan, but when it came to the inner workings of the ben Elohim he was in the dark. And he thought back to Sariel and thought perhaps she had the right of it, infiltrate the ben Elohim, then take what you needed from them. She was a double agent the more he thought about it. But he was curious to find out if she still played that role. Was she truly a member of the ben Elohim? After the video she left them, he didn't think so. She had betrayed the ben Elohim after all and he wondered if she and Jillian had planned this all ahead of time. For whatever reason, Sariel had seemed to trust him enough to give him the Society's portion of the Legacy. And he wondered if their friendship had meant that much to her in such a short period of time, but he knew the answer to that, it had. He knew that it held something important for him. He was willing to kill for her, to avenge her. But the question also lingered, did she have prior knowledge?

He didn't think about the implications. Because again he would fall into his theories regarding her time-shifting abilities. And he would be stuck here in his room, late at night, pondering over all of the possibilities. Who was she? Where did she come from? Why did the two of them interact so damn well, especially when he was still a hero, and she was... a villain? Honestly, he didn't know what to describe her as, even when he first met her. She wasn't a hero, that was clear. But he wasn't sure if he would peg her as a villain either. Even though she had killed people in the past, and shot people in front of him, she was always different. She was a part of the desert, just another person who was molded by the wars and brutality of that area. She didn't work in or around his rules, she had her own. Sariel didn't fit any mold he knew of at that time. Robin thought back on the desert itself. The environment was harsh and bitter, and yet it was fierce. It never bent over for anyone. How much she suited it as if it was made solely for her.

So now the thought of going back to the desert brought him a spark of joy, when before the fires would plague his nightmares. He would be going back to where everything had begun. And hopefully, they would meet again.

Robin stared at the pieces of the Legacy in his hands, so much knowledge and power within his grasp, all in one little package. And he thought about the opportunities such power could grant him. What would he do if he was the leader of the ben Elohim. How much would he be willing to sacrifice to keep it hidden? And thought then that he would do whatever it took to keep this power unobtainable. And perhaps that's what Aurora was doing.

A knock at his door abruptly took him from his thoughts. He pocketed the Legacy and looked at the time. One in the morning, who was at his door? There could be a couple of different people who would want to see him, but not many at this time of night. It could only be one, well maybe two, that would knock on his door right now. When he opened it he was not surprised to see Asif standing outside his door. "Still having trouble sleeping? Asif shrugged and invited himself in. "Something is wrong." Robin looked at his friend with concern. "What's wrong?"

Asif simply took a seat with his phone in hand, "She sent me a text." Confusion crossed his face. "Sariel, she sent me a text." Looking to his own phone he found nothing, but then Asif showed him. "Its not from her old number or anything, it shows up as anonymous. But its her." Taking Asif's phone into his hands his eyes skimmed over the words.

"I have left and am currently on the run, they don't know where I am. I got the kid. Please don't be mad at me."

"She has the kid?" Robin had the same feeling Asif did. This was Sariel contacting them. "I haven't responded obviously, it could be anyone and I don't think she expects anything in return either. I think... she's just letting us know." Robin nodded, it would seem like something she would do. "Knowing her, it wouldn't do you any good even if you did, the phone has probably already been tossed. But who's the kid?" Asif shrugged, "Only one kid I know of in that entire circus and that was the girl." Robin pondered on it for a moment before he returned his gaze to the phone, the kid was the girl from Luthor's party. "Probably," he shrugged and handed the phone back to Asif, "But why take the kid with her?"

"Maybe she felt sorry for the girl? I don't know, but Sariel was always a little reckless, which also leads me to believe it is in fact her texting me. I know there is nothing we can do about it at this moment, but when I got the message, I figured you would want to know." Robin nodded, "Thank you." Asif went to take his leave and as he was about to walk out, he turned and looked at his friend. "Finding out she was alive was one thing, discovering that she had betrayed us was another, perhaps it's what the world believes I deserve. But with this..." he held his phone up, "I hope it is true that she has left, it means she's been playing them all along, and maybe us too, but... maybe it's all part of her plan. I only hope that one day we can see her again. On better terms." Robin said his goodbyes and closed the door. "I do too."

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It was late, and usually, for him it was the best time to work. Everyone was asleep. Silence was as always, Slade's best companion. It meant less noise and less hassle from the world around him. But then he got an anonymous call. Normally he would ignore it, but somehow this call had made its way specifically into his office. And curiosity got the better of him. He wasn't all too surprised when she made an appearance on his screen. He had only seen her through images found on the internet, a woman that was mysteriously always present, but quite the conundrum. No one knew anything about her, not how she obtained her wealth or her status. There was literally no trace of her, the only thing that was known was her name. Aurora Warchild. The woman was indeed quite the conspiracy.

Although he supposed he could now say she was more of a bit of an annoyance. And he questioned as to why she bothered to call at all. It was certainly some clever tactic that went along with giving the Titans instructions on where to find her and having them relay the message to Richard. Did she truly call him so late at night to set her rules down on the board? Hand over the Legacy or execution? Hardly.

"Why does it matter? We've pilfered through multiple layers of your Legacy." Slade stood with his hands clasped behind his back, he took his mask off hours ago, although he doubted identities were a thing one could even hide from her. Still, however, he took a stand against her. He wouldn't just back down from anyone.

"Yes, I know." Of course, she knew. "But to your eyes, does it not seem rather incomplete? What you have in your possession is merely the tip of the iceberg. The surface, and what you want are what layers beneath, and yet those are unobtainable to you. So why are you so eager to keep it? If the Founders of your Society couldn't make heads or tails out of it, what makes you so sure your little team of analysts and historians can?"

"If I recall correctly you shared it with us."

She smiled, "Perhaps, but I also recall how your founders dishonored the agreement."

"You gave them a portion of the Legacy, you gave them power and wealth, and you agreed to work alongside the Society. But then as records show, you left, allowing the Society to grow and use the knowledge which you so readily supplied."

She sighs, now slightly annoyed. "You know you and your little society is something I have tolerated for decades now. There is a particular reason as to why. Do you want to know? You see, originally the purpose of the Society was meant to be a separate sect of the ben Elohim. The Society was never their own little association until they clipped their wings. Your precious little faction was originally meant to be akin to keepers or rather librarians of the Legacy. But then after the war, they betrayed us and took their entrusted part of the Legacy with them. We gave that to them in good faith and yet... such betrayal cannot go unpunished." Slade stared into the screen, slightly, if possible, more annoyed now. "Therefore, you will bring me what remains. Or I will find you all. Now, it's late, and frankly, I'm bored of you."

The Mercenary narrowed his singular eye at the woman before him. "You're the one that had the audacity to give me a call." She laughed then, "Perhaps. I'm sure the Titans left the message with Richard, you all know where to find me." And as suddenly as she came, she was gone. And Slade was thankful for it too.

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Starfire had been sitting by Raven's bedside for a few days now, never leaving her side, afraid that she would wake up to an empty room. And the Princess just couldn't let that happen. She had also visited the boys, both were still in the same facility. But, while he should have been resting, Cyborg was instead hard at work organizing the other teams and ironing out all of the wrinkles that Robin's attack had caused. Word had indeed gotten out by now. Robin betrayed them. The other teams were devastated by the news. Who could ever believe that Robin, the Boy Wonder, Titan leader, would betray them? As Beast Boy would say, it was not something anyone would expect on this year's bingo card.

When visiting, she found that she was useless and apparently in the way whenever she visited Cyborg. Victor's normal outgoing spirit was replaced by something meticulous. It overtook him, this sudden responsibility and urge to make sure the rest of the teams were safe.

However, she felt bad for Beast Boy, who glowered at his friend whenever he spoke about the Titans going into hiding, any kind of dismantling of the teams, and how he talked about tearing down the tower itself. It was as if the attack from Robin had destroyed whatever remained of the hero he once was. As if he didn't care anymore, he was done. As far as Cyborg was concerned, he tried and failed. She understood that he was tired of being hurt, tired of having those you care for betray you, only doing so to obtain a selfish goal. And Robin had done just that. And in truth, while most of the damage had been done to Victor, they all felt defeated and at a complete loss. Not to mention that they were scared. The way Robin moved around them, his punches and kicks were faster, harder, deadly. Perhaps he was always that powerful and he had held back in the past, but now she believed he truly could kill them if he wanted to. He was someone else that night, he was no longer Robin, he was Renegade, Slade's apprentice, heir apparent to a throne of death.

And it scared her, more so than any of the other villains they had faced. Maybe it was because she had known him, cared for him, and cherished his friendship. But what was done was done. Nothing could be done about it now. So she sat here, by Raven's bedside, and waited for her friend to wake up.

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Slade finds Aurora annoying and that makes me happy. Anyways pls pls pls leave me a review! I would greatly appreciate it!

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-Fangy