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Singular Blame

Conner's POV

The ride back on the Bio-Ship was silent not a single word uttered beside Wonder Woman short, terse, description of events to Superman. Said heroines were now standing in the back end of the ship , my 'brother' of sorts with some slight support, watching an apparently emotionless Batman, his only emotion shown only his deeper then usual scowl and clench fists, the other senior heroes looking like wise worried and upset. The two Atlanteans, La'gaan and his mentor, stood the former's arms crossed as they stared out the back window of the ship at the sea, likely thinking of the traitor in their midst. J'onn was at the helm of the ship, M'Gann too distraught sitting beside Cassie, tears streaming silently down the Martain's face, the blonde staring down at her feet. Most stressful were the two young Bats, Batgirl sitting as far away from everyone as she could, her knees drawn up on her seat as she stared out the window,umoving. Robin was the most distressing though, he had refused to relinquish his hold on Nightwing's escrima sticks, glaring at them as if it was their fault his metaphorical brother was taken. I was also anger, wishing I had the one who was really at fault in front of me, Kaldur. Though I knew the fault was not entirely on my ex leader and friends shoulders, I never should had left Dick behind in the tunnels, despite orders, or gone back to open up the tunnel. I would have been able to withstand the blast like Superman and protect him and likely have fought off Dick's captors.

"Ugggghhh" I growl under my breath slamming my fist on the armrest causing both Martians to wince. I look away in anger and apology, unwilling to meet their gazes, staring at the sea. I will find you Kaldur and make you pay. I promise mentally, staring into the blue depths. "And we'll get you back Dick

Kaldur's POV

I shut the prison door behind me, guilt heavy in my stomach. One of my best friends was behind that door due to my actions, heavily injured due to a bomb I had planted. I pull out the small device that was linked to the camera used in all of the cells, I had gotten it in case of this very situation, and look as Dick's face contorts in pain from his injures, another pang of guilt rippling through me. The captured hero then begins to treat his wounds with a thin bed sheet, more guilt and sorrow ripping trough me but I was carefully yo keep the expression from my face as I passed some soldiers. They dip their heads to me, a sign of respect and I incline mine in the slightest as a response, moving past them to my private chambers. I finally reach my only sanctuary on my father's ship and swiftly enter, softly shutting and locking the door behind me so not to raise suspicions. I had already cleared the room of any spyware, manually checking then using a piece of 'bat- tech- designed by Dick to cause the devices to malfunction giving me complete and total privacy. I had never been more grateful for it then now. I fall unceremoniously on the bed, putting the small camera device down on my nightstand, and allow myself to feel the regret and guilt stored inside of me. I didn't know if anyone else had been left behind and if so whether they were saved, I could have been involved with the death of some of my closest friends and not even know. I find myself searching for someone to blame but find I can only place fault on myself. Tula's death had been my fault, having not led the mission to the best of my ability, the second Robin's death also fell on my head as I had noticed something wrong with the boy before he had gone of to search for his true mother. It was a miracle Dick had forgiven me so easily, not placing any of the blame on me instead shouldering it himself. This undercover plan was also my fault, Dick had mentioned it off handedly and I had encouraged him to expend it and before it had begun I had pressured him into not telling anyone else other then Wally on who he insisted due to starting the Team who in turn insisted his girlfriend of 5 years know, and to allow me to carry it out, pushing leadership on his shoulders. It was selfish. Nightwing had to deal with a still broken team after the death of Tula and the departure of Garth, Wally, Artemis and to add to the flames my apparent betrayal all within the span of a few months, the death of Tula acting as a wake up call for Artemis and Wally and causing Garth to retreat to grieve into Atlantis. So upon finding out the identity of my father on top of all of this I left, leaving Dick alone to take up my slack and put back together the Team from the shambles in which I left it. Then I pushed farther, almost naturally sinking into a villainous role, using my pent up anger at everything, Tula's rejection, Garth and her dating, my breakup with Raquel after a very short relationship, My King lying to me, Lord Orm's betrayal as Ocean Master finally being reveled, all of it pent up over the years now being channeled to attack my friends, former friends I doubt they would ever accept me back after Milena Island, after the kidnapping of their leader, and after blending in and truly becoming the son of a member one of the World's biggest threats, the Light. I pick up the device, seeing Dick asleep and debate on whether or not to contact him now, deciding against it due to his extensive injuries and need to rest especially since his future was so up in the air. I sigh again and place the device back deciding to try and copy my friend knowing I would need the rest so I could have my wits about me and hopefully steer my friend to the kindest fate, maybe formulate a plan to get him rescued. I stare up at the ceiling, before my eyes flicker shut and I fall into a dreamless sleep.

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