So sorry for not updating sooner but I kinda forgot all about it…. hehe.

Okay, NOW I'm all suspicious about Aqualad. And I was so happy he wasn't actually a traitor!

Oh, and THEY BLEW UP THE CAVE! OMG OMG OMG!

Really ticked off. Like, SUPER TICKED OFF.

Oh and just realized that "Queen Bee" was a play on the term "Queen Bee" like what you would call the most popular girl in school.

Thank you for all your reviews!

Chapter 22!

As the bad guys slowly fell one by one and The League and The Team got tired of fighting, they knew that it would only be a true victory if Batman and Robin defeated Deathstroke. Everyone else didn't matter.

When the dark creatures fell, they turned into black smoke and then nothing. Zatara and Zatanna magically bound all the armored men, and the enhanced jungle creatures lay on the ground unconscious.

Kid Flash's undivided attention was on the door. Since most of the bad guys were defeated and the others were only seconds away, he wasn't afraid of getting jumped. He heard footsteps behind him, but he didn't turn around. From the corners of his eyes, he saw his team take their places around him, all eyes on the door. Aqualad put his hand on Kid Flash's tense shoulder.

"They will be fine. Robin is hard to break."

"Yeah." Kid Flash whispered. "But it's not impossible."

Artemis hugged herself uncomfortably and Superboy shifted form foot to foot anxiously. Red Arrow had a death grip on his bow, ready for anything, and Batgirl's hands lingered on her belt. Miss Martian wrung her hands nervously while Zatanna prepped spells in her head. Despite their subtle movements, their eyes stayed on the door. Finally, The League, though worn out and slightly banged up, went to stand behind The Team and watched the door with undivided attention. No one said anything, no one moved. No one even considered going in to see what happened. They just stood among the bodies of their fallen enemies and waited.

Finally, the door opened, and a black and orange one eyed mask appeared.

Robin

Deathstroke had Batman by the neck of his armor and pulled back his fist. Spikes came out of the knuckles of his gloves, and his fist went flying towards Batman's face; but it never made it. Robin grabbed Deathstroke's wrist when it was inches from Batman's face, and pushed him backwards.

"What- How-"

Robin walked toward Deathstroke slowly, a deep scowl on his face and his hands balled into fists.

"No matter. I will handle you myself." Deathstroke said. His fist came at Robin, who dodged it with ease. Deathstroke threw more punches, but Robin dodged them as well. Then, with amazing speed and precision, Robin's fist flew at Deathstroke and got him right in the jaw. He was surprised, but easily recovered.

"You are not strong enough to actually injure me, child. It is no more than an amusement."

Robin was in no mood for talking. He jumped went Deathstroke sweep kicked at him and then kick the man in the torso when he landed. Robin flipped over Deathstroke's head while he was still in midair and landed facing him in crouched position. Deathstroke picked himself up immediately. He turned toward Robin furiously, but he was not nearly as angry as The Boy Wonder himself. The deep scowl on his face mirrored Batman's, but other than that he looked almost corpse like. From behind Deathstroke, Robin saw Batman pull out some batarangs.

"No." Robin said in a steady voice. "He's mine."

Batman hesitated, but eventually complied. Robin and Deathstroke went at it longer than Batman had with the villain. It seemed as if Deathstroke never got tired. They went on for a long time, Deathstroke relying on strength and skill, and Robin relying on speed and agility. Finally, when he was so tired he could barely breathe, Robin back flipped a few feet away from the assassin.

"Getting tired, are we? Pity. I'm not." Deathstroke slammed his fist into his hand. Robin watched him, breathing heavily with exhaustion. Batman slid towards Deathstroke, but once again Robin shook his head. Batman looked back sternly in reply. For a brief moment, the scowl on Robin's face vanished. Trust me, the look said. Batman seemed to understand and did so. Robin turned his full attention back to Deathstroke.

He only had seconds, not even, to think of a plan. Think… what are my strengths? Well, I'm strong, but not strong enough to take him… fast… agile… smart… I'm the smartest on The Team, it's my contribution…. That's it! Outsmart Deathstroke… but how? Let's see… he's cocky… arrogant… confident…. Aha!

Robin braced himself as Deathstroke came at him. He threw a feeble punch, but Deathstroke dodged it and punched him instead, knocking Robin into the wall. He grabbed the boy by the scruff of his neck, and, with an evil chuckle, prepared to end him with his spiked gloves.

He threw the punch, but it never hit its target.

With speed that would make Wally proud, Robin dodged Deathstroke's fist and resurfaced right under the man's nose, sending an uppercut to his chin. Deathstroke backed away, more startled then hurt. Robin flipped forward and punched him in the face again and again and again. Every punch was as strong and forceful as he could make it; each one created a small crack in Deathstroke's hard mask.

Robin continued to beat Deathstroke until he got tired. And it wasn't easy for someone in his magnificent shape to get so tired. Robin watched with sickening satisfaction as Deathstroke crumpled to the ground at his feet.

Robin stood there breathing heavily; with exhaustion or anger it was impossible to tell. After a few moments, Robin felt Batman's presence behind him and the boy fell to his knees. Batman put his hand on his protégé's shoulder. The gesture was minimal yet comforting. Robin gradually calmed down with the knowledge of his real mentor beside him. A little while later, Robin spoke.

"Bruce?" His voice was quiet and horse.

"Yes?"

There was a long pause. "I think I'm depressed."

AN: OMG this is soooo short but I needed to update! I am seriously pissed off about this delay.

IMPORTANT READ NOW!

Okay, so when this story ends I will do Robin's Recovery Files as either another story or put it on this one so people who haven't read it don't get confused when they see it on the feed.

Also, I will let all of you vote on what to do with Robin. I will list some ideas I have, or you could post some of your own. But keep in mind that some of these choices will not go with the recovery file, so I might not be able to write it based on what you guys choose.

1. Robin gets pulled off the team for recovery sessions and time at home and joins months later but he has (obviously) changed.

2. Robin gets pulled off the team for recovery sessions and time at home but is not permitted to join the team again.

3. Robin runs away from home out of guilt and depression. Note- this could be another story, like something big would happen to him.

4. Miss Martian wipes his memory so that he doesn't remember anything that happened and the team and league pretends that he was in a coma and decides to never tell him the truth.

5. Robin is recaptured by the light. Note- could also become another story.

If you have something else in mind be sure to tell me so I can consider it, but keep it PG13. Or, you could choose one of the ones given and tweak it if you want. I really don't want to continue this story after the recovery files, since I had other fics in mind that I'm dying to start. Whichever gets to most votes wins.

Choose wisely.

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