I stared at the women who was sitting in Slade's chiar. Her arms were crossed, and she looked at me sternly, like a mother would look at her chid who had just disobeyed her. She stood up, and gracefuly walked over to Slade. She was a only foot shorter than Slade, but her small frame made her look almost like a teenage next to him. There were both crossing their arms, I noted, and realized that little act made them look like parents about to scold me.
"Is the Justice League in town?" Slade demanded.
I shook my head, "I don't know."
"Don't lie to me," Slade growled.
I got defensive. "I am not lying."
Igneous uncrossed her arms, and her facial expression relaxed into a look that appeared to be defeat. "Robin," she said, "Can you call them?"
My eyebrows shot up. "What?" I dumbly said.
Jinx came to stand by my side.
"And the Titans," Igneous said again as she wrapped her arm around Slade's.
The room was silent as I tried to comprehend what was going on. My eyebrows scrunched together, and I hesitantly glanced over to Jinx. She was biting at the inside of her cheek, looked as nervous as I felt. If this was a test or a trap, and I fell for it…
My eyes swiftly looked up to Slade, and then swept over to Igneous. "What's going on?" I finally asked, tired to the mind game.
"Do you remember," Slade began, "When I told you about Mr. Onen hiding bombs around to the city to keep me as his apprentice?"
I nodded slowly, remembering the story Slade told me about his past.
"Igneous fears he is going to set them off. She wants to stop it before it happens."
Jinx stepped forward half a step. "Under what evidence are you making these claims?" she snapped.
I placed a hand on her shoulder. "Easy, Jinx."
Igneous looked insulted for a brief moment before she composed herself once again. "Girl, I don't know who you think you are, but think about the situation I am in, and use common sense. Why would I risk my reputation and my friends by coming here? Why would I tempt fate by associating with Slade if I didn't have a valid reason for thinking Trogdor was going to commit a mass murder?"
"Wait. So the rest of your team doesn't know you are here?" I asked, suddenly realizing why they wanted the Justice League and the Teen Titans. "You need help, and you don't have it without your team. You want me to call in my team?"
Nobody said anything, the just looked at me. I slowly nodded. "If we do this, take him down, you know your friends will find out, don't you? We can't stop this without the news crews around afterword. Your friends will find out, and they will be furious. Why not just tell them now?"
"They would hate me. They hate Slade more than anythi…"
"Yeah," Jinx said, cutting her off, "They hate him because they think he betrayed them. Tell them the truth. They will be more forgiving then you might think."
Igneous shook her head. "You don't know them."
Jinx closed her eyes in frustration.
"Okay. We can deal with them later, but for now tell me what you know." I demanded.
Slade walked over to his computer and began to type in information. The screen came to life, and a round metal ball with three legs showed up on the giant screen. Small captions with words too little to read, had arrows pointing to different parts of the bomb.
"Back when I was younger, Mr. Onen told me that when he was preparing to set off the bombs, the radiation in them would leek out for first for a few weeks, killing off wild life and making people sick. He used that as a warring, if I wasn't behaving like I should have been."
"Last week I saw a new report about a bunch of fish and birds dying." Igneous furrowed her eyebrows together, and bit her lower lip.
Nodding, Slade continued, "I took a soil sample the other day, and it was positive for radiation. The I took a chemical test, and the radiation in the dirt was off the charts. The nearest possible place to get radiation would be fifty miles from here, proving that the radiation has to be from the bombs. Also," Slade continued while typing something else into the computer. A large white letter popped. It looked like a note between two people. "I intercepted a letter Mr. Onen set to one of his…colleagues, I guess you could say. It reads, 'I'm going to take the boy, and destroy what is left of my past. I will start over with him, and I will not screw this one up.'"
I felt a ping of sympathy for Slade as he read it out loud. It was clear Mr. Onen had no feelings for him, and Robin couldn't imagine how that felt. Robin imagined it would be like Batman saying he didn't want him as a son anymore.
"Was this the only one you could find?" Robin wanted to get Slade's mind off the message as soon as possible.
"The rest were deleted before I could upload them to my hard drive."
"Do we have a date for when this is all going down?" Jinx asked, tapping her fingers along her thigh.
"No," Igneous snapped.
I nodded. "What about how to shut them off? Do we know that at least?"
Slade took a deep breath. "I'm working on it."
"Robin?" Igneous said my name, as she pulled out a phone. "Here."
I took a deep breath. Slowly reaching out my hand, I took it. Who should I call first? Which one of my friends doesn't completely hate me? I deciding how would be best to call, I dialed the number. It rang, and rang again, and then rang for a third time. I didn't think he was going to answer, but after the third ring he picked up.
"Hello?" he said.
A smile spread across my face, wrinkling my mask. "Speedy?" I asked.
"ROBIN?" he yelled so loud, I had to pull the phone away from my ear.
"Miss me?" I asked.
"Dude, I'm going to kill you! Where are you?" he asked, a teasing tone his voice.
"Listen, I need your help, and the League's. Where are you?"
"Great," I said, and tried to continue, but he stopped me.
"Are you coming home?" he asked. "Things have gotten bad since you left. The adults are over protective, we can't leave their side. We have to wear tracking devices, and everyone is all depressed, and if you thought Batman was bad before…"
"Yeah, I'm coming home, but I need your help first. There are bombs, and this guy wants to take me away, far away, where no one can find me." I tried to quickly explain. "I…I need my dad. I need his help."
"They are in a meeting now, but I get their attention," Speedy said, and I could tell he was up to no good.
"Speedy, don't break anything," I said, but knew he wasn't listening.
I could hear shuffling, and Jinx winked at me. "KID," I heard him yell. "Robin is on the phone!"
"WHAT? Robin?" Kid Flash screamed into the phone, and once again I had to pull the phone away from my ear.
"Hey Kid, how are you?" I asked him. I had missed him so much.
It was silent for a few milliseconds, before the harsh sound out an alarm could be heard screeching out from the other end of the phone.
"Speedy!" Kid Flash and I both groaned out at the same time.
"He broke the alarm," I told them. "Now we are going to have to listen to that for the rest of the phone call."
The elder superheroes could be heard running into the room, demanding what was going on.
"Speedy," Green Arrow scolded, "what are you doing? Do you ever think?"
I heard Flash ask Kid, "Who are you talking to?"
Kid swallowed. "I'm talking to Robin. He needs our help."
Panic filled my chest, and my stomach tied it's self into a knot when I heard my dad say, "Let me talk to him."