FudoTwin17: Hi!

Cat: She's writing more. Be thankful.

FudoTwin17: *glower*

Robin: What are you doing?

FudoTwin17: What are you doing?

Robin: Trying to avoid pain. Answer me.

FudoTwin17: Sorry, Rob. I like my Robin torture.

Cat: She's evil. Don't forget it.

Dog # 1: Anyways, she doesn't own Teen Titans or Young Justice.

Cyborg: Thankfully.

FudoTwin17: Cy?

Prologue

Miss Martian cried, "I-I'm scared."

Robin's heart broke. There were only six of them in the room. Kid Flash had broke. The room in question was dark and gloomy. There was blood splatter on the grey walls that caged them in. Along the walls were chairs with a different type of bondage binding each person to their chair. One was empty. It was a nightmare. Literally.

Robin tossed his head as he laid in his bed, dreaming, more like nightmarring, about a memory long lost.

"We'll get out of this." Robin replied simply. He sounded much more confident than he felt. They stared at him in disbelief. He didn't think there was much hope, but he couldn't voice his fears to the team. If he did . . . he just couldn't.

"Sure, we will, Rob. Just like the time my dad beat my mom so bad she ended up being paralyzed." Artemis laughed. She losing her sanity, just like Wally had. Robin flinched.

"We must keep faith." Aqualad agreed, but his agreement was half-hearted.

Robin's grip on the covers tightened.

"Yeah." Grunted Red Arrow. He was the calmest out of the group, not counting Robin, of course.

Artemis laughed again. She had tears running down her face. Wally. "This time we aren't getting out."

"Don't . . . don't say that." Megan whispered. She was crying hysterically, making a lump form in his throat.

"We can. We will." He said.

"We'll get out. It's okay." Robin mumbled into his empty room.

"We . . . ." Miss Martian shook her head. "Artemis is right. We . . . we aren't going to escape." She hung her head in defeat. Then she smiled. "I bet Kid is better off right now." She started laughing. "I surrender."

The rest of the team stared at her. They had been in there for months. Now, she had broken.

A metal door slid open and a robot walked in, unhooking Megan, who followed it solemnly, not looking at her team.

Robin twisted the sheet covers in his grip. He looked like he was in agony. Actually, he really was. "Miss Martian . . . . Megan."

"I'm sorry, Robin." She said before walking out the door.

There were now five.

Robin continued to toss and turn, unaware of the alien almost crying outside his door. She knew he had nightly nightmares. She knew they were getting worse. She knew how much she wanted to stop them. And she knew how much Robin would hate that.

She sighed.

She wouldn't know how much worse things were going to get.

FudoTwin17: Sorry if it seems crappy or unoriginal. This is my story and the plot needs nightmares. Sorry, again.

Cat: You aren't sorry.

FudoTwin17: Hm. I guess I'm not. Too bad.

Goldfish # 1: R&R! Bye!