The masked hero, no more than 16, stood on the roof of the tower he, and his team mates called home. A storm had rolled in in the hours he had been watching the city, turning the starry sky into one of opaque blackness.
The masked boy, or, is it man?
Well the masked hero, blended in surprisingly well in the dark sky, with his colorful traffic light colored costume. Though the costume did still retain it's original more childish design, it was also modified slightly, to better suite the more mature leader persona he had taken on over the years.
His cape, instead of the trailing-down-the-back-superman style it had originally been, it now was more of a cloak, falling over his shoulders, mostly hiding the more darker shaded, yet still colorful, red, green, black, and yellow costume he wore in his days as Batman's sidekick.
His boots, once flat, simple acrobatic slippers, where now steel toe, which, all of his former adversaries could easily tell you, caused his kicks to administer quite a lot more pain.
His hair, once tame and combed back, was now wild and spiky, and the mask that was glued on to his face, covered what were no doubt, eyes that that showed experience, well beyond his years.
His young face was lined with frustration, determination, and fatigue.
But no matter what, he would never stop searching. He supposed in that way he was like his mentor, the both of them, one he was proud to have worked under, and one he was ashamed to ever have worked for. He would have traveled to the main land to have a more detailed search, but in the storm, the bay waters surrounding the island were so treacherous, that even as hell bent as he was, he wouldn't dare travel them
Robin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, clearing out the sounds of the storm. He opened his eyes and concentrated, closely scrutinizing the scenery laid out before him, going over every detail, every building, every street or store house. His eyes darted at anything that moved. One of the strategic advantages kept in mind when constructing Titans Tower, you had the best view of the city, you could see everything. Robin watched the harbors, paying close attention to the shadows near the alleys. His gaze slowly shifted towards the pier, damp, from the heavy rain pouring over it- but beside that, nothing really he could see. But then-lightning flashed near the pier, causing the shadows near the pillars to dissipate for a moment, and then re-consume the space under the it
Robin's eyes widened at what he thought he saw in the brief flash of light.
Robin reached into his utility belt.
He was about to go and investigate , regardless of the fierce waters, when he heard the crunch of wet gravel underfoot behind him. At the sound Robin pulled a knife out of his utility belt ,and, with perfect accuracy, flung the weapon, straight at whoever's heart.
Robin felt his breath catch in his throat when he realized just who whoever was. Knowing it was to late to stop his weapon, he pulled out a throwing star and threw it at an angel, not stopping the knife completely, but instead diverted it's path.
The deadly weapon imbedded it's self deep into the steel exterior of the roof entrance to Titans Tower, just inches away from the head of a shaken looking Starfire. The tamarainians green eyes where wide, and the orange tinge of her skin was several shades paler. "Starfire!" Robin screamed aghast.
"You are very accurate with the weapons of throwing friend Robin." Starfire said weakly trying to make light of the subject. But Robins face remained cold and horrified. "Starfire, please, are you alright?" He said, anxiety thick in his voice.
"please, I am unharmed Friend Robin" Starfire said reassuringly. Robins face softened a fraction, but it was still lined with worry. "Are you sure you are alright?" he repeated.
"Yes, you are very gifted with weapons of throwing, I meant that." she answered, a small quiver in her voice.
"why did you come up here?" Robin asked.
Starfire paused for a moment, deciding which words would anger him least.
"The others and I do not think it wise for you to continue like this, Friend Raven says that to go on with out rest much longer will effect your skills in combat, and Friend Cyborg-" Starfire was cut off by the look on robins face. For a moment she thought he was going to snap, but instead he simply took her arm and told her to follow him. Reluctantly Starfire allowed him to lead her to the edge of the roof.
Robin stared out at the city for a moment . And then took her chin between his thumb and forefinger. He looked deeply into her concerned emerald eyes, he had to admit, staring in to them, he forgot what he was doing for a moment. A startling clap of thunder pulled him back to reality. He turned her head to face the city once more. "Starfire, look at this city, our city."-Her heart skipped a beat at the word 'our', Robin took little notice, and continued.-"Every one in this tower swore to protect this place with our lives. We have kept this city, and its people safe. But Slade, he's brought more destruction and pain to this place than any other villain ever has. What he's done…manipulating Terra…working for Trigon, evil, unforgivable things." he paused-then in a low growl he whispered: "I can't ever let him do that to my city… our city Ever again. And I won't rest until I take him down." Permanently. He added silently, not wanting to upset flew over the edge of the tower and hovered in front of Robin. She took his left hand away from her chin and held it in hers for a moment- then: "Friend Robin… Robin please, heed me. It is not wise to continue like this. Should Slade strike, you would me most preoccupied battling sleep to battle Slade, please, come to rest." she pleaded gazing deeply into his eyes, wishing she could penetrate the mask and truly look at them.
But Robin felt the same as he would if she had. He felt a pang of guilt for putting her through that, but Slade, was still his top priority.
With her hand still in hers he stepped back moving Starfire into the air just above the tower. Starfire dropped gracefully down onto the ground beside him, still holding that indescribable gaze. Robin was about to brush past her to investigate the bridge, when Starfire hugged him. He couldn't tell in the fierce rain but, he could almost swear she was crying. He felt a pang of guilt well up inside him.
He bit his lip uncomfortably, and hugged her back.
"Please, Robin, Rest." She said in a pleading whisper.
At her words something washed over Robin, he started to feel dizzy, his eyelids were getting heavy, the sound of the rain blurred. He felt his knees buckle, and was now vaguely aware that Starfire was supporting him.
Just before everything became fuzzy and unrecognizable, a flash of lightning Illuminated the space under the pier again and robin felt his eyes widen as his past assumption was confirmed, there, under the bridge, his body was still consumed in Shadows, but the most identifying feature was clearly visible.
There beside a major pillar, was a double colored mask with a single eye staring back at him with what seemed an amused look.
Robin wanted to rush out after him, but his legs wouldn't move. He wanted to kick himself for not being ready, he wanted to scream to the heavens in frustration, and anger. But he was so tired. So instead he coul only returned the gaze with one of his oun, one of absolutely terrifying loathing and malice, before collapsing, and plunging into total numbing blackness, leaving Starfire, and Slade, behind.
Ok, what do you think? My first storie, not Panic at the beatles disco's first storie, our account is made of two people. I hope you liked the first chapter, Review! ... Oh god, I've always wanted to, uh, Type that! And now I have... Hee Hee Hee. If you want, I would appriceate it if you would tell me what you would like to happen next.