Seeing Red

Chapter 4

AN. I just want to apologise for the wait on this update, I've been getting a cosplay together ready for comicon ^--^

Richard lay curled up on the ground, knives embedded into random parts of his body. Pain coursed through him in strong, violent waves as a deep red liquid formed a puddle around him. The wounds were only small, and he knew Deathstroke wouldn't let him die -not that, that was necessarily a good thing- and that no matter how much it hurt, he knew he would (unfortunately) survive.
Feeling confident that Richard was a good choice of protégé, Slade Wilson decided that the other teens would be target practice for Richard to learn to use guns. He taught Dick how to use all sorts of weapons that the boy hadn't used before.
Within weeks the boy was trained to the standard Deathstroke required. He had been stuck with this man for three months, three months and he was an assassin in training, his secret ideantity was no longer a secret to Deathstroke who had figured out that Richard was Robin due to his incredible skill with hand to hand combat. Robin had then been told how Batman never really cared and that was why he was still stuck with Slade. A few more weeks down the line and Richard was completely broken. The cheerful, happy teenager that everyone had once known was now meerly just an empty shell. His once vibrant blue eyes were now dull and lifeless, the colour seemed to have shifted from a bright blue to a cold blueish grey. A permanent scowl was etched onto the boy's face, his hair was messy and had grown in his time being with Slade. However, the physical changes were nothing compared to the mental changes. All hope of being rescued by the Bat had gone. He now hated the man, and the entire Justice League for that matter. He had been programmed into thinking it was all their fault, he hated all of them. Bruce, The League, his team, even Wally.
Richard scowled at the wall, they'd pay for this. Slade Wilson had promised Richard that he would help the boy, he understood how Richard felt and promised that if he was given acsess to the League's files then he would help the bird kill Batman. It seemed like a fair trade and so he took it. Half a year later, he was prepared to leave the building to get the files Deathstroke wanted. Unfortunatly, these files could only be accessed from the watchtower or possibly mount justice, neither of which the boy had access to. Yet.

"If you fail this mission then expect me to find you and drag you back here. You may not be a good protégé but I'm sure you would be useful. If not I could always sell you." Deathstroke hissed into the boy's earpiece. Richard's expressionless face failed to show any sign of caring as he fixed a full face mask to his face and pulled up the hood to his hoodie. The mask was a white plastic face mask, one similar to the mask used in the horror movie 'Hush'.
Robin had no utility belt, instead he had a staff which could be folded into a smaller staff which was connected to a section on his belt. On the outside of each of his legs was two guns, ammo was kept in another compartment on his belt along with a knife.
The boy slid down a gutter pipe and dropped into an alleyway, staring at the zeta beam. It was 1:05 AM, surely the team would be asleep by now...
Richard walked over to the zeta bean and connected a device of his to it, hacking into it so that it wouldn't announce his arrival. He just needed this to be quick and easy.

After hacking into the zeta beam, Richard took one last look down the alleyway before taking the zeta beam to the mountain. As soon as he stepped into the mountain he began to make his way to the computer and started hacking it. Suddenly, an error message popped up and the screen went red before an earpieceing alarm went off. "Shit..." he mumbled, quickly acsessing the files and downloading them onto his memory stick.

Minutes later, there were three heros in the room, Miss Martian, Aqualad and Superboy. Robin narrowed his eyes behind his mask and pointed his two guns and them, "Who are you?!" Superboy growled, clenching his fists, "And how did you get in here?"
Robin kept quiet, waiting for the download to complete, his guns still pointed at the trio.
"I asked you a question." Superboy growled.
"You think I didn't notice?" The bird snapped, his voice cold.
Superboy growled again and charged at Robin, aiming a fist at him. Robin flipped backwards and shot at the clone, staring down the clone who colapsed in agony from the wound. "Now, you may not know this but there are kryptonite bullets. Never hurts to plan ahead." He spat.
Miss Martian screamed Superboy's name and went to fly toward him but Richard pointed the gun at her. "One more move and your brains will be over that wall" He hissed. Tears ran down the girls face and Aqualad just glared at the boy, seemingly unfocused.
Perhaps they're conversing via mindlink... Robin wondered, eying the two suspiciously, suddenly, streaks of water knoched his guns from his hands and he was levitated into the air.
"Put me down!" He hissed, unable to do anything to help himself. He was then suddenly slammed against a wall and everything went black.

AN. Honestly, I have no idea where this is going, I'll bring Wally and Roy back into things later and try to fit in some birdflash aswell. If you have any suggestions feel free to say ^_^