The Teen Titans

Robin

Nightwing's POV
For weeks now, I've been training. I've watched TV with the guys. I had dinner with Star, which was awesome. I even meditated with Raven for a little bit. But, I still can't get Slade out of my head. He haunts me in my sleeps. Taunting me with the images of that beat down. When will this nightmare end?

"Dick, there's someone out here to see you. His name is Robin." Cyborg came into my room and told me. Robin? Just who the hell could that be? I walked into the living room to see a boy dressed in my Robin suit "How's it look on me bro?" he asked, and I knew exactly who it was. "Jason!" I exclaimed and walked up to hug my little brother. Its been so long since I've seen or even heard from him, so its special that he's here now. "Guys, this is my younger brother Jason. Gotham's new boy wonder." I introduced and they all greeted him. "Let's catch up in my room." I said, really wanting to talk to him by myself "Okay." he agreed and we walked our way there.

"Nice place you got here." he complimented "Thanks, Cyborg built it himself." I told him, and he seemed shock when I told him. But then his face went to confusion "What's wrong?" he asked out of nowhere "What you mean? I'm fine." I said, obviously lying "Dick, I've known you for a long time I know when you're fine or not." he explained, and I sighed and sat on my bed to explain. "I've had a problem. I recently was in a fight that I got my ass kicked in, and I can't get the guy or the beating out of my head." I explained, and he just smirked "Then you know what to do." he said, and I was puzzled of what he meant "Find him, and kick his ass. Do whatever it takes to find this guy and get your revenge. No one makes a mockery of us." Jason exclaimed, and I began to think. If I just took things into my own hands and find Deathstroke, I could get my revenge. But what if he kicks my ass again? That'll devastate me. But damnit I want to teach him what happens when you cross me! What do I do!?

"Thanks bro. I'll think about it." I said, not knowing if I will or not "Alright, well I gotta get back to Gotham. Catch you next time brother." he said and we hugged "Anytime brother." I said and he walked off.