Trapped Under Pressure

The Deal

WARNING!!!
This MAY reach the FEELING'S area. As recently, I have become more evil. Blame all the dark Fanfiction I've been reading.
*Looks to Kit and Ari.*
Yeah, I'm looking at you.
I'm not as evil as them.
But I'm getting there...
EvilFangirlForevz
Although I doubt it's that bad.
It shouldn't be too evil...

-Robin's P.O.V.-

Slade somehow, - I don't know, I'm guessing he hacked the system, zeta beamed us away. I didn't know where he beamed us, but frankly I wasn't a fan of it.
"Would you let me go already?!" I shouted, still fighting uselessly against him. I was thrown into a black car. Okay, this confused me. Why didn't he just knock me out first?
I'm pretty sure it was a limo actually, as it even had a little walking space.
"What the hell's going on? If you were kidnapping me, you would have just knocked me out."
"That's because I'm not trying to kidnap you."
"Why did you attack the league?" I asked, as the limo started moving. My eyes were scanning for as many escape routes as possible, while watching Slade's every movement.
"They were the one's who attacked me."
Childish much?
"I wonder why!" I exclaimed. Time to get serious. "What's your endgame, Slade?"
"I would tell you but you've already figured it out. It barely even took you a day to figure out my motives. That just proves how smart you are."
"Well it wasn't hard. You gave me all the answers I needed."
"Not all. You had already subconsciously worked out some of the answers without realizing it."
"And how would you know?"
"Simple. I've been keeping an eye on you."
"You've been keeping an eye on me?!" I repeated, narrowing my eyes.
"Just like your mentor has."
"What? Of course he's been keeping an eye on me! He's my-"  I started.
"Through cameras." Slade interrupted. I stopped. Batman wouldn't do that... Would he?
"Batman wouldn't do that! He..." I trailed off. The more I thought about it...
Batman would try to put hidden cameras in my room so he could spy on me. He's done it before after all...
"You know fully well that he would, don't you Robin?" Slade asks. I opened my mouth to say something but closed it again. I wanted to say that he had the right... But he didn't. He didn't have the right to spy on me...
"Not only that, but your so-called family, limit your potential." Anger flared in me. How dare he call them that!
"So-called? How dar-" I started, but I was once again interrupted by Slade.
"What kind of big brother shoots his little brother? What kind of father constantly spies on his son? What kind of brother threatens his younger brother with swords?" Slade asked. My breath hitched in my throat.
"But those were-"
"Things of the past? If they were, then why does history keep repeating itself? Why does Batman constantly spy on you?"
Once again, I'm speechless. Why does history keep repeating itself?
"He wants to know I'm safe..."
"Is that it? Or is it because he doesn't trust you enough to protect yourself? Face it, Robin. They will always treat you like a little kid. Not unless you show them that your not the little kid they always treat you like. Otherwise you will always be their little brother."
Those familiar words rung in my head.
"You'll always be our little brother!"

-Flashback-
-The Rising of Red Hood.-

I had just caught an unconscious Batman from falling to his death. How Jason knocked him unconscious, I'll never know. I had put him down on a rooftop nearby, before jumping up onto the roof he had fell from. It also seemed like Red Hood was prepared for my arrival. I knew that as soon as I swung onto the roof, and I had heard the clicking of a gun.
"Red Hood, I-" I started, but was immediately cut off by him.
"What are you doing here, Robin?" Red Hood interrupted.
"I-I just wanted to... To talk." I said.
"Bullshit."
"No! It's not! I just wanted to talk to you!" I shouted, taking a few steps towards him. I stopped as a bullet whizzed past my ear.
"Your not my target. Not yet." Red Hood stated calmly. Fear momentarily froze me, before Confidence took over, and I continued walking towards him.
"Red Hood, Please. Come back! Everyone misses you, they-" I started.
"Don't you dare! If your trying to guilt trip me, your failing." Red Hood Interrupted.
"Red Hood!" I shouted, taking another step towards him. But then, the clicking sound of a gun, then the Loud Bang! Echoed in my ears, as I fell to the ground. I winced from the pain. I took a shaky breath, looking up, ignoring the bullet in my leg.
"Do you feel better now?" I asked.
"What?"
"You shot me... Do you feel better now? If it helps, you can shoot me again."
"Tch! What the hell are you doing?" Red Hood shouted.
"Red Hood... No, Jason, please you have to come back!" I begged. I was never one to beg, but I'd make an exception.
"And why the hell would I do that?!"
"Because! Their your family! We're your family!"
"Don't screw with me! They replaced me!"
"They didn't replace you! They would never!"
"Then why was someone else, pretending to be me?! Someone took my place, and they did nothing to stop it! Hell, they even stood alongside him! I saw it with my own eyes!" Red Hood screamed.
"Your right! But if you want to blame anyone, blame me! I was the one pretending to be you!" I shouted.
"What? You?!" Red Hood raged, before a bullet slammed into my shoulder. I let out a little pained scream this time, not being able to hold it back.
"I didn't do it to replace you! I did it to continue your legacy!" I shouted, this time looking at his mask with a pained face.  I was losing so much blood... Black spots danced in my vision but I refused to let them win, and instead I willed myself to stay awake.
"Continue my legacy? What legacy?" Red Hood demanded.
"Don't you see it? You keep the thugs in line! Ever since you came around, less drug exchanges were taking place, less people trying to steal purses or even rape people. Ever since you came around, less thugs were showing up! They caught word that you were dead, and their numbers increased! Batman didn't even know what to do! I figured if they thought you were still alive, your legacy... Could be continued, and they'd stop showing up! So if you want to blame anyone, blame me! Shoot me as much as you like! Take out all your anger on me, but please! You have to forgive everyone else..." I explained, not bothering to hide the emotions in my voice. Red Hood lowered his gun and walked over to me. I closed my eyes, and lowered my head, and waited to die. Usually I wouldn't just give up like this, but he was family, and I was the one who caused him so much pain. What I didn't expect however, was to hear a thud. My head shot up and I stared at Jason kneeling over me, his Red mask rolling away. For a second, I thought Damian had just silently killed him... A tear ran down his cheek as he openly stared at me.
"Your an idiot, you know that?" He asked.
"I learnt from the best." I laughed. Jason picked up my head, and pulled me into his lap.
"I almost killed you. I almost killed my little brother..."
"Little... Brother? So, you... Forgive me?" I asked.
"Still getting there. But close enough." He chuckled, a smile finally on his face.
"You'll always be our Little brother... Won't you?" Jason chuckled. I laughed slightly, but winced when he put pressure on the bullet wound in my shoulder to try slow down the bleeding.
"I don't think I have a choice in the matter. Do I?"
"Nope. Not at all. No matter how old you get, you'll always be younger. No matter what..."