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The first time Robin felt off was in training. His head was pounding, and it seemed to only get worse as he pushed himself. When the team was done training, he attempted to just breathe, trying to make the feeling he had go away, even though he knew it wouldn't.

"Hey, Rob, you all right?" Wally asked, noticing his little brother having trouble breathing. Robin was never exhausted after training. Wally didn't realize Robin was sick though, none of them did. Because Robin never got sick.

But he was sick now, and he knew exactly why. "I'm fine, Wally," he managed to say.

"Okay, you sure?" Wally asked, still sounding concerned.

Robin nodded, and the team believed him, sort of. They knew something was up, they just didn't realize exactly what it was, or to what extent.

They didn't realize there was a wolf inside of him, a wolf that hadn't come out in so long due to the "cure" he and Batman had found.

They didn't realize that this wolf was killing him from the inside.

But Robin did. He had seen this before. Everyone in Haly's Circus had been werewolves. They would all always shift for the winter, so they didn't have any winter performances, because most of the company would be wolves.

He'd been with this one she-wolf once when they'd shifted. She hadn't shifted in many years.

Always when shifting time came, they would move their show back to Romania, where the wolf pack lived.

The she-wolf, when she was human, went by the name of Rowan. She had been one of the jugglers in the circus, but was now nothing but a lithe gray wolf.

Dick had hunted with her quite a bit, and he had noticed, she was getting sick. She had a fever, her nose was bleeding, she was throwing up, and kept pawing at her head like it was pounding. She was going to die, because it had been too long since she last shifted.

Some wolves got a decade, others got less. It hadn't been a decade for Robin yet, but he knew he was sick, and he knew why.

Whenever he managed to get some sleep, he kept dreaming about being a wolf again, slender, supple, and yet powerful, with a dark, black pelt, like night, a mouth full of sharp, snow-white fangs, and his same bright blue eyes.

The team curled up that night to watch a movie, Mulan to be exact, but Robin couldn't focus on it. He was too busy imagining the sounds of howling wolves, remembering what it was like to run through the snow-covered forest in a wolf's body, and trying to tune out the pounding in his skull.

AN: So, what do you think? I got this idea while reading some Young Justice fanfiction. I usually alternate reading Young Justice fanfics about Dick, and Batman fanfics about Tim or Cass, and the idea of Robin being a werewolf was just too appealing. It may also have something to do with the face that I recently read Forever only a couple of weeks ago, and have been thinking about the series ever since. I hadn't found any crossovers between YJ and Wolves of Mercy Falls, but I had found some werewolf Robin stories that were pretty fun.

Normally I would have this a crossover, but I didn't see the point since I wasn't going to bring in any of the wolves of Mercy Falls characters, even if it does have the same ideas with shifting, etc.

I hope to make the rest of the chapters longer than this, I just wanted to get the story out for readers as fast as I could.

Any way, I hope to update this soon, thanks for reading, review if you like, I'd love to know your opinions,

-DragonsintheMoonlight