This fic is dedicated to Miss West who heard out both sides to this story. For this story's idea, I was reading fansites as to who their suggestions were on who the mole was. Everyone was like, "Kaldur! He was just made up for the show!" "Artemis! She's lying!" "Megan! She's lying too!" No one ever said Robin or Wally. So… I… I decided to take it into my hands to show you all what it would be like if our ginger and ebony betrayed the team. I'm pretty sure that there isn't a spy, just a camera in one of the souvenirs, but still…
"… along with Robin's apparent eating disorder. I mean come on, am I the only one who noticed his knees are bigger than his thighs? KF, give him your damn sandwich!" –razorcandy180
Disclaimer: I don't own the show, the characters or those cool Robin socks on EBay that I wanted really badly…
Robin quickly grabbed Kid Flash's right glove and tugged him fast down the hall, the sound of their feet hitting the floor hard advertising their location, but the ebony among them knew that there was nowhere to hide. They weren't safe. They just needed to stall until the League and the rest of the team showed up to save the day and take them back to Mount Justice, but even then, they weren't safe. Safe shouldn't even be considered a real word when on the topic of any form of hero because just like the word perfect, neither are actual words. No one can be safe, same with perfection an impossible goal. The two heroes running down the hall didn't want to be perfect though. They just wanted to avoid the men with guns tracking them down.
"How did they find us?" Robin demanded to know, his voice a sharp hiss, never letting up on the tight grip he had on the red glove in fear of losing his ginger. "We snuck in undetected! Batman hacked the motion censors even! Someone snitched on us!"
Kid Flash heartbrokenly averted his eyes, keeping two steps behind Robin so the ebony couldn't see his expression, his eyes scanning the surrounding corridors. Every open hallway was an escape route for later or a place for an enemy to be hiding in, weapon in hand, ready to take over at any second. He could just see them recognize him and aim their sights on the Boy Wonder in front of him, their bullets piercing his pure and unmarred flesh, causing him to crumble and sprawl out on the concrete floor, his scarlet blood pooling around him. At the thought, Kid Flash wrapped his own fingers under Robin's palm fearfully, having no intention of losing his best friend like that. No, cross that. He had no intention of losing his best friend.
"W-Well… we don't know that. Maybe they just…" the boy with the hidden freckles tensed in advance for the argument that was sure to spring from his suggestion, "Maybe Batman messed up?"
Robin made no comment, but his grip on the red glove became a death grip, obviously pretty ticked at the accusation. Kid Flash was fine with the loss of circulation, preferring it to the beating he imagined he would've taken for such awful words in the presence of the Dark Knight's biggest fan. He simply ran fast, easily keeping up with his shorter companion. He didn't ask where they were going. He didn't ask why they were running. He just kept their gloves connected while his heart's halves went on broken, throbbing and aching to be stitched together again, to be whole, but there were no more stitches to sew and no more needles sharp enough to pierce the stone that tried to be the ginger's heart. It couldn't do much, but its purpose was clear enough.
"KF, this is serious. There has to be a mole on the team. I mean, think about it! All the facts point to one! The Injustice League always managed to know where we going to be! The baddies knew where to strike to hurt us most! They managed to sneak in to the base and actually tamper with one of the League members!" at the confused 'huh' that came from the ginger's lips, Robin explained further. "Red Tornado, remember? Ivo managed to get him out of there to work on him, which means he had the clearance to get in. Someone would've had to hack him in, disable the cameras and so forth!"
Kid Flash felt his face flush, forcing his eyes to stick to enemy-hunting. He could've accused Robin of being the mole, but he knew who the mole was… and they definitely didn't have pretty blue eyes and fake black hair. No, they were struggling to breathe normally, tears burning deep down, holding the hand of the only person in the universe that dedicated his whole heart to loving and protecting him without knowing that he was running around behind his back, betraying him beyond belief.
"Oh yeah…" he mumbled, biting hard at his lower lip. "W… Where are we going exactly?"
Robin hesitated, pulling Kid Flash up to the wall beside him, peeking down a corridor for a moment to make sure there was no life or laser sights pointed their way. The ebony lightened the death grip on his best friend, but he refused to let the hand go; he knew if he did, something was going to happen and he'd lose that freckled face he had come to known, the face that would devastate him if it was no longer there to greet him with a big grin when he came to Mount Justice every day, even when the mood was grim.
"There… I think there's a room back there we can hide in until the others get here. If not, I can at least try calling for help," Robin struggled to catch his breath, putting his arms behind his head, tugging Wally's arm with the attached hand. "I'm not losing you to these baddies. Not without one hell of a fight at least."
Kid Flash's eyebrows furrowed and he swallowed hard, staring hard down the hallway. He looked for any moving patches of darkness, any eyes getting caught in the faint light, any opening or closing doors. It was too dark to tell though. He didn't want to risk it.
"Rob, why can't we just keep running? Wouldn't that be safer? I mean, someone could be down there a-and… um… you know, why don't you go down there and hide? I'll go run for help?" he did his best to stall, trying to talk the domino masked boy out of his idea, near positive of the consequences that would come of trying to hide. "No, even better! I'll find a map of this place, come back and smuggle you out safely! Then you and me can go back to the Cave and eat ice cream sundaes until we have to waddle everywhere! How's that sound?"
Robin grinned at the idea, but he shook his head and lowered their hands back down to their sides, dragging Kid Flash after him down the dark hallway. The ginger didn't want to go though. The huge complicated mess of knots in his stomach, formed purely of fear, dread and remorse assured him that nothing could come of creeping down through the darkness. Every step brought on whites of eyes that were invisible until the light struck them, just like animals of the night, but the eyes he saw were human. They were human with ill-intentions written into the smirks he was sure lined their lips, the narrowed slits they dared call eyes glinting in the darkness happily as they knew they were going to win, just like they always did.
"Please…" Kid Flash whispered, desperately trying to turn Robin around. "W-We shouldn't be going down here… Something's going to be wrong, I can feel it!"
Robin rolled his eyes, digging his toes into the floor as he continued on down the hall, trying his best to run while dragging the speedster after him, his domino mask trained on the door that ominously sat at the end. It practically had a spotlight on it, an angelic chorus beckoning for them to take refuge in it until further notice. It wasn't like anything was going to happen… the baddies couldn't be down this far. They hadn't known about the secret passage! Only the mole could've told them if they did know, and Robin knew that Kid Flash couldn't be the mole. His best friend wouldn't betray him like that. No. I mean, best friends made secrets, but a secret like that would simply be unforgivable… Good thing that would never happen!
"You worry too much, Gingey," Robin teased, lightly releasing his friend's hand from his own to start picking at the lock, his tongue temporarily poking through his lips in thought. "Just keep a look out for anyone. This should only… take a second…"
Kid Flash rung his hands nervously, the stress clear in his face as worried emeralds darted around through the darkness, tensing at every corner, every doorknob, every creak in the ceiling. Every regret he had ever suppressed, every nervous laugh he had swallowed; it was all starting to come back at him with an angry passion. It had to be because he was with the one person on earth that he never wanted to discover his faults, the one person on earth who he'd hurt the most when the world found out that one stupid mistake he had maid.
"Got it!" Robin cried happily under his breath, making Kid Flash jump nearly a foot into the air, scared stiff at the sudden voice.
The ebony laughed despite the fear he really felt, busting the door in with his shoulder and slipping his arm through the ginger's, stubbornly tugging him into the room before easing the door closed with his shoulders and starting up the computer he carried with him everywhere. Kid Flash wasn't watching him anymore. The terrified green eyes were locked on the row of men ahead of them on the opposite end of the room, hidden in the shadows, the only visible part of them coming from the dim light coming from the small window off to the side of them. When they saw the ginger, their lips twisted up into cynical smiles.
"At least let me say goodbye," Wally breathed from behind the mask, scooting closer to the little bird that would forever be etched across his heart under the best friend title.
Robin raised an eyebrow at the voice, stopping his fingers and looking curiously up at his friend. The confusion in his voice was clearly illuminated by the blue light of his computer, making the ginger's breath catch in his throat, tears starting to burn in the oldest among them's eyes. His hands trembled before he threw his arms around his best friend, clutching him tight to his chest. He screwed his eyes up tight, praying that the tears weren't all too noticeable to anyone but Robin.
"KF- wh-… what's wrong?" the little ebony's voice was way too soft to be angry, but he didn't return the hug.
Wally's breath became hitched, but Kid Flash desperately tried to hide it from his friend. He was strong. He could do this.
"Dick…" he breathed the name much softer than before, whispering it into Robin's ear, "I just… just know that I'm sorry. I never meant to keep the lie this long but…"
Robin's eyes widened in fear and he set his hands to Kid Flash's chest, pushing him back enough so that he could stare into the face, searching the tears for answers desperately.
"Stop talking like that! You're scaring me!" he bit his lip lightly, his hands shaking. "Why are you like this? What happened?"
It was at that moment Robin felt something poke in-between his shoulder, something that felt just like a gun barrel. He reacted fast, ducking out of his best friend's arms and scrambling back, only making it a foot or so behind Kid Flash.
"W-What was that?" he cried, his voice shaking just as bad as his hands now.
He sat on the floor, his knees just barely lifted and one hand out to shield his face. Kid Flash protectively stepped out in front of his buddy, throwing his arms out to block the range on the gun.
"Please! Just let me say goodbye! You promised if I listened, you wouldn't touch him!" the hidden freckle face claimed, his eyes wide and his heart hammering.
A deep, throaty chuckle sounded. "Ah, yes, but if we used a bullet…"
Robin staggered to his feet, setting a hand to Kid Flash's arm fearfully. He couldn't get a word in just yet though. The ginger still had a fight to put up before this was over.
"Just… give me five minutes. A-and… let him go. He has family and friends who'll be devastated if they lose him. I'll come with you guys! I'll let you kill me! Please!" he begged, setting a hand to Robin's in a hope that his words had hit home for the man in front of him.
"Two minutes," the voice compromised before the light snapped on and Kid Flash found he was alone with Robin.
He quickly removed his mask, pulling it down so it was the real him looking at the fake friend, his tears a lot more visible now. He turned to face the little ebony, setting a hand to the pale cheek lightly.
"Rob…" he started, his voice broken.
It was Robin's turn to talk though. There was silence and he was going to abuse it until it couldn't even take a hospital machinery provided breath.
"What the hell is going on? Who was that? Where are you going? KF, what's- why is this all happening?" he screamed, fear easily serving as gasoline to the fire burning inside of him.
Wally bit his lip, forcing Robin to hug him again, crushing the little black-haired boy to his chest in a death grip. He leaned his head down just enough so even the softest whisper could easily be heard by the sidekick, not wanting anyone other than his whole world to hear the lies slip past his lips.
"I'm the mole," was all Wally had to say before Robin found something to protest about.
Wally had no intention of letting Robin to cut him off though. He had two minutes to do something that would take a lifetime and he intended it to mean something. He wanted the next five minutes to be the last thing he was remembered for, the last thing that would curse and ruin his name as long as it would leave someone with a faint smile from memory.
"Five months ago, the Injustice League approached me. They noticed how close you and I were and they said if I didn't help them, they would kill you. You're my bro, my best friend, my everything! I knew that if I said no, I would immediately have to call the funeral parlor and have them make a coffin for me because… I can't live without you. I only agreed to help them so you could stay alive! I wanted to tell you; I sat there every night for the first two months, screaming into pillows and punching walls, but I couldn't lose you and I won't now. I'm going to go with them now so you can keep on living…"
"Just… Don't forget me Robin. I know… you probably hate me now, but I love you and I never meant for it to get this far. I never meant to hurt you like this; I never meant to lie to you, at all! I just-… I'd rather you live then me! I'd rather it be me who died than you because at least if I die first, I can create this awesome penthouse up in Heaven so when you die of natural causes, you'll come up with me and we'll party like rock stars. You have no idea how sorry I am. It's been eating me away since the day I agreed, but I'm not losing you over something I could easily prevent."
"When I'm gone though… don't hate me. I know you're going to be mad at me for betraying you… for never saying anything… but please don't hate me. I already hate myself, I don't need you joining in. Protect the world for me. Flirt with the girls so they can feel loved. Clean out the kitchens because, let's be honest, you look like you're anorexic. Never stop smiling so the rest of the world can catch the happy they think you have. Be the hero I never could be. Be the best friend I failed to be. Be the-," he speed rambled, tears falling softly as he fought to speak through his broken breath.
By this point, he had Robin latched onto him like a leech, tears slipping from underneath the domino mask, heartbroken gasps slipping past the pink lips. An invisible broken heart was sketched over the ebony's face, his arms locked so Wally couldn't escape, even if he wanted to.
"N-No!" Robin sobbed, trembling as if he had swallowed an earthquake. "I can't lose you too! Please, tell me this is just a stupid joke! Go on, laugh at me for falling for it! Laugh at me for crying like a girl! Stop it and tell me you're lying!"
No matter how hard he pleaded, Wally couldn't say it. He just bowed his head, letting his tears fall into Robin's hair. The silence slowly started to kill Robin, heartbroken cries starting to bubble up, on the verge of screaming.
"You can't do it! You can't do this! Let them kill me! What am I going to do w-without you? P-please!" he shrieked, any trace of hope long ago drowned from his voice. "You're my best friend! You can't be the mole! You can't be the one who-…"
Robin dug his gloves into the back of Wally's costume, sobbing helplessly as Wally West hid himself from the world again, behind his cowl. His tears fell much harder, gaining weight fast when the door was slammed open and the lights shut off.
"NO!" Robin screamed at the top of his lungs, holding tight to the only thing he had left as he felt the ginger get pulled away from him. "DON'T GO!"
He fell to his knees as Kid Flash was pried from his arms mercilessly. He lay on the ground, his head in his hands, warm tears soaking into his gloves, putting their waterproof claim to the test.
"Th-think of it this way buddy…" Wally's voice sounded softly in the dark. "Chicks dig the bad guy…"
And then Robin was left alone in the darkness, where he had been all along.
I also have a Robin version if you're interested. Sorry that the paragraphing is a lot different in this. I was testing something. Anyway… um… what do you think? I'm going to go back to the old paragraphing way 'cause this one bothered me. I... I intended everything to be pure friendship. No lovey dovey stuff intended by the hugs. They're best friends, remember? ... I'm sorry though... if I kinda upset you... Ah... Review?
-F.J.