Just saying right now everyone there is a character death and this is meant to be depressing... I listened to Mad World by Gary Jules while writing this... this song is great for depressing fics...

Disclaimer~ Young Justice is not mine

Nightwing's POV

"Nig-ht-wing he-help" I hear a weak voice come from my communicator. I immediately freeze in my tracks allowing the robber I was chasing to get away.

"Robin where are you?" I ask frantically, already becoming worried. Batgirl had taken the night off due to a sprained ankle and Batman was still on Rimbor which had left me and Robin patrolling Gotham.

"Cr-crime Al-alley" he responds "pl-please hu-hurry"

"I'll be there just please don't die" I promise and beg immediately turning and dashing of towards Crime Alley. I couldn't lose my little brother, not again. I soon arrive at the alley and look around hurriedly trying to spot Tim. "Robin!" I yell as I see a huddled red and black shape on the ground. I run over and knell beside the figure, gently turning him over and into my lap. Tim's small body was covered with cuts and a pool of blood already made a ring around him, growing with each passing minute.

"Timmy! Wake up Tim!" I whisper fiercely giving him a small shake. I feel his body respond ever so slightly and his mask lenses betray his eyes opening.

"Di-Dick?" he asks with a cough, blood sputtering up from his mouth.

"Shhh Timmy its going to be alright" I say, trying to calm the 14 year old. His blood was already soaking my gloves and uniform but I hardly noticed. I pull out bandages from my utility pelt and go to apply them but Tim gently pushes my hand away.

"I-it's too la-te" he coughs out, his eyes sliding shut again.

"No Timmy stay awake, stay with me." I beg tears already forming in my eyes. "Come on I'll get you help just stay with me, please Timmy, please don't die" I beg. I press my emergency signal to the Cave, alerting them that I need help, before turning back to the small boy in front of me.

"Di-Dick I'm so so-sorry" Tim says his eyes half shut.

"No Timmy this isn't your fault this is all my fault. I let you down, I should've stopped this" I tell him, tears slipping out from under my mask. His bloodstained hand reaches up to my face and removes my mask before removing his own, showing pain filled blue eyes.

"N-no Dick I sho-uld ha-have stay-ed clo-ser, pl-please do-don't bl-ame yo-urse-lf" Timmy says coughing more, blood spraying from his lips, dying them a crimson red. My tears find there way from my eyes onto the blood stained chest of my little brother. Tim's hand finds it's way into one of mine and I squeeze it lightly, getting a faint squeeze back. I could tell he was failing fast. "D-Dick I do-don't want to d-die" he says

"Don't worry Tim to team is almost here just hang on" I try and comfort. His eyes start to slid shut again and I squeeze his hand tightly. "No Timmy please hang on, I can't lose another brother. Please stay with me!" I beg tears coming like a flood.

"I-Im so-sorry Di-Dick ple-ase..." Tim says before his eyes slid shut and his hand goes limp in mine.

"NO!" I yell in anguish, I begin chest compressions immediately trying to reanimate him. "1,2,3,4,5..."

Batgirls's POV

I jump up when I hear a loud piercing sound come from the Mountain's computer. An emergency signal. We all stand and run to the computer, me ignoring my hurt ankle. I look at it to see the signal was in Gotham, Crime Alley, and was marked by a small blue bird. Nightwing's symbol. I see everyone's worried faces, the last time this signal was used it was when the second Robin died, something no one wanted to remember.

"Team suit up we need to go now" I order trying to keep my emotions in check. It had to be really bad for Nightwing to use the Team emergency signal instead of the Bat one, which would have only alerted me.

"Batgirl where are you going?" Bumblebee questions giving me a worried look. "You're hurt"

"Nightwing's in trouble, big trouble a little sprain isn't going to stop me" I respond trying to keep the worry from my voice. "He wants all of our help so hurryup and change" I order walking swiftly to the Zeta tubes, my ankle meant nothing right now. The Team changes faster then usual and I look at the faces of those present, Miss. Martain, Superboy, Bumblebee, Beast Boy, Impulse, Blue Beetle,and Wondergirl. Lagoon Boy was off with his mentor or something and Mal was caught up with school work. I let out a sigh and step into the Zeta Beam.

"Recognized Batgirl B16, Miss. Martian B05, Superboy..." The computer reads out before I'm transported to Gotham. I step out of the abandoned phone booth quickly and wait impatiently for the rest of the Team. I could feel in the air something was wrong. Soon everyone joins me, the expressions wore more sober then usual, they could sense it to. I lead them wordlessly towards our destination, the city eerily quite.

"30, 30,30,30,30" I hear faintly rounding a corner. What I see causes my blood to freeze and a wail of sorrow to escape my lips. A mask less Nightwing was doing compressions on a mask less and blood-covered Robin, who was unmoving.

"No, we're too late' I breath out as everyone else rounds the corner, letting out gasps of horror and cries of anguish. Dick doesn't seem to even notice.

"30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30, 30" he continues a never ceasing count of the same number. I snap out of my daze and run forward beside him, trying not to look at Tim's blood stained form.

"Nightwing stop, he's gone" I tell him looking into empty blue eyes. Dick doesn't show any sign of hearing me.

"30, 30, 30," he whispers, tears still streaming from his eyes as he continues CPR. The Team surrounds us, staring worriedly at their mask less leader, tears falling from their eyes too.

"Dick please stop" I whisper, tears filling my own eyes. The death of Jason had been bad but I think Tim's might have pushed him over the edge.

"30, 30, 30" he continues no recognition in his features. I gently take his hands and move them away with no resistance.

"Dick?" I whisper. He finally sees me for the first time and he latches onto me, sobbing his heart out.

"30, 30, 30..."

... I don't even know what to say right now... well I'm not sure if I'm going to write more of this or not... anyway...

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