Hey guys so this is a new story and well I feel a bit sad so this story came to me. I was listening to Hero by Skillet. This may be depressing for some so.

Prolouge

(Robin's P.O.V.)

This couldn't be happening I've learned that being a hero was tough. I've learned that the hard way four years ago when I started. This though was much worst I could see the eyes of pleading faces. My team, my family was watching as this man named Dark pounded me.

The team were in different orange spheres all but Zantanna who was so shocked watched from a little ways off. Dark swiftly kicked me in the stomach and I flew back hitting a wall hard. I felt liquid on my lips, touching my lips I saw blood. I already had a few broken ribs and a twisted ankle.

I know I can't go on much longer but I will fight untill I don't have any strenghth left. I will not be defeated this maybe my limit but I will always get back up. Dark was by me again he kicked me again and I rolled on the ground to the next wall. I choughed up blood and knew I was internally bleeding.

"Is this all the Boy Wonder can do? Please I thought you could do better then this." I got to my knees and glared at him. Then I used the wall to get to my feet. But Dark punched me again and ai sank to my knees once more.

"This is a disappointment boy I hoped I could get some fun out of you." I was then punched into a wall and slide down. Hitting the ground as hard as possible. I could tell my team was upset and Zantanna still wasn't moving.

This was it I reached the peak of my strength and now I couldn't move but I made myself anyway. I put one arm under me and tried to get up but ended up falling back down. "So you reached your limit. I'll take you out of your misery." With that Dark takes out a gun and aims it at me. I feel the bullet hit my chest before I heard it and my world went dark.

So this was what I did have and please review. If someone already wrote one like this I didn't steal it, it came from my head like all my stories do.