Summary: "There are three buildings across Gotham. One is filled with civilians. One has your precious teammates. And the other has Batsy. They're all on fire, Bird Boy, and you only have time to save one."

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice.

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Chapter 1: Choices

Dark strands of black hair whipped with the breezy wind of Gotham. The cackle that escaped the boy's mouth was hushed by the tumult beneath him. His eyes scanned the area before he pulled out a large tool from his vibrant, yellow utility belt. The grappling hook was released, fastening onto the rim of the next building.

His black cape flowed behind him, mimicking wings of a bird as he swung from the skyscrapers. He landed silently on the roof, and crouched down, his eyes peering over the edge. Any other 13 year old boy would have panicked, became fearful of the view—his scenario, his predicament.

But he wasn't any 13-year-old boy. He was the Boy Wonder. And he was at the peak of his comfort.

"Batman—East side is clear. You?" Pressing a finger down on his communicator had got him a direct conversation with the Dark Knight.

The raven-haired boy waited patiently for the response.

"Batman?" He tried again.

"Oh, silly Robin… Batman's not here." An ear-splitting laugh exploded from his communicator.

The crystal blue eyes of the hero turned to slits as he tightened his hands into small fists. "Joker." The name came out in a firmer tone than he intended. "Where is he?"

"We'll get to that soon enough." Another wave of laughter burst through the communication device. "I've got a little game for you to play."

Boy Wonder grimaced at the memories of the villain. He was cruel and unpredictable- the prefect combo for a psycho-maniac mass murderer.

"Here's how it works," Robin's skin crawled at the sound of Joker's voice, "There are three buildings across Gotham. One is filled with civilians. One has your precious teammates. And the other has Batsy." The hysterical laughter erupted, once again. "They're all on fire, Bird Boy, and you only have time to save one." Boy Wonder clenched his teeth so hard he thought they would break. "So—which will it be?"

"I don't always play by the rules, Joker. How do you know I can only save one?"

"Oh, Robby…You can't save all of them. It's impossible. Even for the Boy Wonder."

"Batman can escape by himself. He's been in these kinds of situations before."

"Ha-ha! But was he unconscious at the time? Precious Batsy is going to burn. Unless you choose him over the civilians or, of course, your teammates." Robin could feel the wide grin plastered on his pale face. He could imagine short locks of green hair drooped over his forehead and his green eyes gleaming with excitement. "Harley—bring me some Popcorn, will you? It's just getting good!"

"Sure Puddin'" A high-pitched voice answered.

"Well, Boy Blunder, don't want to be late for the party, now do we?" The sharp cracks of his laugh were cut off by static.

The 13-year-old stood above the city of Gotham, looking out on a rooftop of the tall building. His black domino mask hid the infuriated expression on face. His clenched fists shook with anger. The hysterical laughter that played throughout his mind seemed to mock his situation.

Three Buildings.

One with civilians.

One with my teammates, my friends.

One with Batman, my mentor.

All on fire. Only have time to save one.

Joker is going to pay for this.

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A/N: Ooooh. What is going to happen next? Who will Rob decide? Hmmm…

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