A/N: Ugh! I'm so sorry for taking this long and...adding more OCs :( I just tots lied at first when I said there wouldn't be any I guess. Now, don't worry, I'm not just making this all up on the spot, I DO HAVE A PLOT HERE ;) but the details are a bit fuzzy until I actually start writing. So, sorry..again..and probably not for the last time either. Oh! Another thing I'm sorry about, is that I won't be doing the translations thing again here, but just pretend that they are speaking Romaini (you'll know who I'm talking about).
Disclaimer: Even though I forgot to add these in the last couple of chapters, I (sadly) still do not own Young Justice. Quite a tragedy, really because if I did, it would not have been canceled, Wally wouldn't have died and have come back as Kid Flash.
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Robin woke up to the sound of someone knocking on the door to the hotel room he was sharing with the other boys on the team. He groaned as he rolled out of bed to answer it, thinking that it was probably just the girls. Just before he opened the door, he remembered to throw on his sunglasses. "Yeah?" He said, running his fingers through his hair as he looked up at the person in the hall. He did a double take when he saw that it was most definitely not one of the girls on the team, and in fact a rather tall, lanky boy with tan skin, light brown hair, and nervous looking eyes. "Umm...can I help you?"
"Are..are you the- the uh..." The boy quickly looked around and dropped his voice very low, "The Grayson boy? Dick?"
Robin's eyes narrowed and he looked behind him to see the other boys on the team still sound asleep. He pushed the boy back, further into the hall, and joined him, closing the door quickly after himself. "Who are you?"
"I..I am uh.." The boy looked around again, as though checking to make sure that they were alone, "I'm Mircea, but go by Mir. I, uh..my family, we..we're a part of the-the pack. But, uh, I-we...we agreed with your, uh-your father. We thought that not killing people was, uh, the-the better thing to do." Robin nodded at Mir to go on and the older boy gulped, "I...well my father sided with yours back when, uh, he...he was challenged for the Alpha spot by-by Marcus, so when he, uh, took the spot, Marcus killed my father and told my mother to either side with him or that she and my brother and sister and I would all-all be..uh, killed too, so, uh, she took his side. To-to protect us, you know?" Robin nodded and gave Mir a small, encouraging smile. "But, well, we still-still don't..you know, agree with it, so uh, I came to, uh, tell you that...Marcus is planning something. Something big."
"What do you mean?" Robin asked, "Does it have something to do with the increased deaths?"
"I...I am not for sure, but, uh, I-I overheard him talking to the Beta couple, about finding about that you were alive, even though he had hired that hunter, uh...Zu...uh, Zuc..?"
"Zucco?" Robin growled out the name, and had he been a wolf at the moment, his ears would have been flat against his head and his teeth would have been barred.
"Yeah!" Mir gasped and covered his mouth as he looked around quickly. When he spoke again, he was much more quiet, "Yeah, that's actually hired a werewolf hunter," at this point Mir was growling too, with a disgusted look on his face, "just because he didn't want your father to take his place as Alpha back. But, uh, anyways...I heard him talk last night about how he was, uh, he-he was going to send out a...a, uh, hunting party for you, and that they were going to bring you back to the pack and that he was..that he-he was going to..." Mir took a deep breath and looked around one more time, "He was going to kill you in front of everyone, to show what happened to those who opposed him." Mir sighed and leaned against the hallway's wall for a moment and it was then that Robin could see how incredibly tired the boy looked. "I...I got my family and we...we are going to run, probably out of Romania, I'm not sure, just...anywhere he can't find us. I just...just wanted to warn you, because...I-I really don't know why, actually." The older boy sighed and looked behind him. "Look, I have to go, we might be missed soon, so we need the head start, but...good luck."
As Mir turned to leave Robin reached out for him and grabbed his arm, "Wait! I can help you!" The younger boy reached into his utility belt which had been hidden under his loose night-shirt and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, quickly scrawling something on the paper before handing it to the older boy. "When you get the chance, or need to, call this number, or come to this address." He looked the older boy straight in the eyes and gave a small smile. "I'll be there to help with anything. Thank you, for warning me." Mir smiled a shaky smile back and nodded as he reached down and took Robin's hand and bringing it up to his face. "What-"
"Shh, tradition." Was all he said before he bit down on Robin's hand, and then his own, drawing a bit blood from both and pressing them together. "We have a bond now, when we are near, we will know." And with that, the boy turned and walked briskly down the hall, leaving Robin behind, cradling his injured hand to his chest and staring in shock.
Robin shook his head and turned to go back inside the hotel room. Once he got inside, he walked back to the bed he was sharing with Wally and crawled in slowly, looking at the clock and seeing that it was only four thirty in the morning. He sighed, letting his eyes slip closed as he licked at the wound on his hand, knowing that it would help it heal faster (wolf genes). As he feel back into the blissful land of dreams, his last thoughts were that he hoped that Mir's family made it out ok, and that he would be ready for Mark in the morning. Ready to face the one that was truly responsible for his parents death.
A/N: Hope you liked it, and that you're not hating me for yet ANOTHER OC! ;) And also that it was kind short :/ Well anyways, I'll see you all next time whit a (hopefully) more exciting chapter ;)