AN: So this is my first Young Justice Fanfiction. I fell in love with this series after seeing it on CN, and I just had to write a fanfic on it. There aren't going to be any pairings in this story, just to let everyone know. This chapter is really short…it's really just an intro. Bold means it's Robin's dream/something in the past.

Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice. Yay! Wasn't that obvious!

The stands were filled to the brim with cheering fans. The spotlights, pointed towards the center of the stage, towards the two trapezes. It was the perfect day. It was going to be the perfect first show for Richard Grayson.

The nine-year-old boy was back stage, preparing for his first show as the youngest Flying Grayson.

"Mom, dad, my stomach hurts." The boy wined.

"You just have stage fright, Dick. It'll be alright." His dad said, smiling at his young son.

"What's stage fright?"

"Well, sweetie," His mom addressed, "It just means you're a little nervous of what's going to happen once you're on stage." The boy looked up at his mother with a concerned glance.

"Don't worry, son, it'll be alright." His dad said.

"You promise!" Richard asked. His father turned to look at his wife, and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"We promise." His mother said. A large grin fell onto the boy's face. "Now, Dick, we have to go on now. You know when your cue is, right?" The boy nodded. "Then we'll see you out there." His mother kissed her son's forehead. "Good luck."

"Don't worry son," His father kissed the boy's forehead. "You'll be great." The boy watched his parents walk away. They climbed latters, then disappeared through the curtains. The young boy decided to move in front of the curtains to see his parents preform. He walked out on stage, and no one noticed because the spotlight was too focused on his parents.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, we are proud to introduce: The Flying Graysons!" The loudspeaker voiced. The spotlights focused on the two lead acrobats, as they grabbed hold of their trapezes.

The boy's mouth opened in amazement as he watched his parents swing from their stands. Then, his eyes widened in horror as he watched the trapeze ropes give way. His parents were falling. And no one was there to save them. The nine-year-old watched in horror as his parents fell to the ground. He ran over to them, only to discover that their bodies were coated in blood, as well as the ground beneath them.

The crowds all screamed and frantically exited the tent, leaving apparently only the boy and his parents.

"Mom! Dad!" The boy screamed, tears pouring from his eyes. "You can't be gone! I need you! You can't be gone! You can't be!" He practically jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Those are your parents, aren't they?" The man asked.

"W-who are y-you?" The boy asked, stuttering from the lump in his throat.

"My name is Bruce Wayne."

"Why-why are you still h-here? E-everyone else l-left."

"I saw what happened."

"Why w-weren't you afraid? L-like them?" The boy asked, referencing to the now empty stands.

"There are times to be afraid, and there are times to put your fear aside and help those who need help."

"I-I need help. I-I'm afraid."

Robin woke up, screaming. He jolted upward and grasped his chest, breathing heavily. He stood up and walked to the other side of his room, entering his bathroom.

"It was just dream, Robin. It was just a dream." The teen turned on the sink and splashed some cold water on his face. "It was just a stupid dream. It's not happening again. It won't happen again...it couldn't even happen again."

Robin glanced up at his reflection in the mirror. "That's all in the past." The boy tried convincing himself. "But they didn't deserve to die…it wasn't fair. Why them?"

The teen walked back over to his bed and sat down. He glanced over at his clock and saw that it was five o'clock in the morning. "Might as well get up now. I don't want to fall asleep again. Not if there's a chance I'll have the same dream."

The Boy Wonder got dressed in his normal outfit, consisting of jeans, a hoodie, a jacket, sneakers, and a pair of sunglasses, and walked to the living room. "Maybe some TV will help me get my mind off of it." He said as he sat on the couch.

"Off of what?" Wally asked him. Robin almost jumped off the couch from the shock. Where did Wally just come from? It was his job to sneak up on people-not the other way around.

"Oh, I just had a bad dream." Robin said, trying to give Wally an extremely broad answer.

"About what?"

"Oh, you know…same old, same old."

"What's 'same old, same old'?"

"Oh, you know, pandas and all that stuff."

"You had a nightmare…about…pandas!" Wally asked. Robin could tell by his tone that Kid was not convinced with his answer. "Okay, since we both know that's total crap, care to tell me what's actually going on?"

"I just had a nightmare! That's all it was!" Robin said, yelling at his friend.

"Whoa, chill Rob. I was just curious."

"Well maybe I don't want you to know what it was about! Just because you're my friend doesn't mean I have to tell you everything!"

"I know, Robin. You're overreacting. Just cool off, we can drop it if you want."

The Boy Wonder took a deep breath and shook his head. "Sorry, I just…lost it."

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

Robin simply nodded his head before he stood up and left the living room. "I want to tell you KF, I just…I just can't."

AN: Okay, like I said in my other AN, this chapter is really short, and it's basically just an introduction to the story. The story probably won't have too many chapters, but it'll have a decent amount. The more reviews I get, the faster I update, so don't just read and favorite (well, do those too), but Review!