Project Pr never knew kindness, compassion, or love. All he knew was the color white, and pain. The terrible, terrible pain. It never stopped, never ended. He didn't know how long he'd been trapped here. Didn't know if there had ever been anywhere other than here.

They had a telepath, he knew. When ever Pr could almost feel his lost memories, almost remember who he had been, they would take them away again. Steal his memories and leave him with nothing.

Or rather, almost nothing. There was one memory he grasped onto like a lifeline. Pr knew it could very well mean life or death, keeping this memory. And it comforted him, reminded him that there was something other than pain and cruelty.

Reminded him that there was still good in the world.

Flashback

"Boys, dinner!" The voice of Mary Grayson called, echoing loudly in the small train car. Two black mops of hair popped out from behind the door, smiling widely as they raced to the small table. A large man followed behind, easily reaching over six feet tall. He smiled as he walked over to the woman.

"Hello, my Mary. Sorry were late, Danny and Dick didn't want to get off the trapeze." He laughed. The two boys nodded along with their father, their black hair flying as they did so. They were identical, right down to their height and build. So of course, they were twins.

"Once a Grayson, always a Grayson." The woman, Mary said. She smiled and ruffled the boys black hair, which was very different from her own brownish blonde. They had their fathers hair, that much was obvious.

"Mom, stop!" the boys said in usion, swatting at her hands. She just smiled fondly as she cartwheeled over to the stove, fixing them both a plate of pasta.

"Măști sau nu, suntem o familie. Să nu uiți niciodată că păsările mele mici." (Masks or no, we are family. Never forget that my little birds.) The boys smiled at their mother, pausing to speak as they were handed their plates.

"Niciodată, mamă." (Never, Mom.) And so little family dug in, the scene fading to black.

End Flashback

Pr did not know who these people were, nor why the memory was so important. But he did know that if he let go of it, he would die. He would fall somewhere so dark he would never see the sun, or the moon.

That was another thing. One day, after one particularly hard experiment, he found a pin in his boot. He didn't know how it got there, or where it came from. But he did know that it gave him hope. Hope that he might see the stars again.

It was a simple crescent moon, painted in a bright silver color that reflected the white of the walls around him. But for some reason it was so much more than that, it made him feel like there was more than this cell and the torture.

Made him feel like someone would save him.

Project Pr jumped as the doors to his cell hissed open, agents in white rushing forward and roughly securing his arms as he struggled. Another agent walked in behind them, but this one was just dressed in all black. He grinned at Pr, hands behind his back.

"Hello, Project Pr. Ready for another experiment?"

Pr shooks his head wildly back and forth, sobbing hysterically as he blabbered in romanian. "nu! Te rog, nu mai mult! Să ne ajute cineva! Te rog ajută-mă! vă rog! Ajutor!" (No! PLease, no more! Somebody help! Please HELP ME! Please! HELP!)

The agent in black marched forwards, backhanding Pr across the face to shut him up. It worked, Pr immediately stopped, just whimpering instead.

"Take him away."

So Pr was dragged down the hallway, screaming again. But the agents dragging him gave no notice, besides making sure his collar was still functional. They dragged him into another white room, but this one had a table in the middle. The agents dragged him over to the table, securely his arms in straps that even superman couldn't break off.

A scientist walked over holding a scalpel in hand, just smiling as he watched Pr struggle and sob. "Don't worry this will not hurt...much." And, without further warning he plunged the scalpel into Pr's chest, making him cry out in pain as the scientist began dragging it down over his barely healed marks from the last time.

But suddenly he was not the only one screaming, the souls of the dead were screaming with him, bursting from his mouth in green waves. The collar blinked and sparked, before finally giving out, Pr phasing through the table as it did so.

He could vaguely hear the scientist screaming. Telling the guards not to let it get away. But he was already gone, flying through the night. He looked above him. He could see stars! Honest to goodness stars, and he could see the moon, too!

Pr sighed as he floated on his back, finally letting small tears escape. He was free! He was really free…

It was too bad he never saw the phone booth. He floated backwards, slamming his head on the back wall, falling unconscious as transformed back to his human form.

Just before the black could consume him, he thought he vaguely heard a robotic voice….

"Robin, B-06, Recognized."

Two hours before, at mount justice

"WALLY GET BACK HERE YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING SPEEDSTER!" Robin screamed, running through the halls in search of the speedster. Most of the time, Robin would just wait for the right moment and get his revenge then. But this time wally had gone too far.

Robin wiped stray tears from his face as he ran, determined to not let the team see him cry. They would be so whelmed. But he couldn't help it, Wally had taken the one thing he guarded with his life.

He had taken his sun pin. It was a beautiful golden color, and shined in the light. It was the last thing he had connecting him to his brother, after he went missing all those years ago.

Flashback

Two brothers, both indistinguishable from the other, ran through the lavish yard. Every few steps were punctuated by a flip or twist of some kind, and the were both laughing with tears of mirth running down their faces.

They fell, rolling to a stop right beside each other as they looked to the sky. "Dickie, do you think Mami and Tati would be happy that were heroes?" Danny asked, watching the clouds in childish wonder.

Dick smiled, putting his hands over his chest as he responded. "Mami and Tati would be happy as long were happy. Măști sau nu măști, remember?"

Danny sighed, tears rolling from his eyes as he looked to his brother. "Yeah, I remember. Once a Grayson always a Grayson, after all." He suddenly let out a sob, looking back up to the clouds. "I miss them so much, Rob."

Dick smiled, letting a few tears fall. "I know, Raven. But we have to be strong, all right? We need to be strong, Mom and Dad would have wanted us to be. And don't forget, we will always have something to remember them bye." He pulled out a small golden pin shaped like the sun.

Danny smiled, also pulling out a pin. It was a small crescent moon, and shined silver instead of gold. "I know. But I still miss them." Dick just smiled, sitting up to hug his brother. So they sat like that for a while, just smiling.

"Dick, Danny, dinner!" Bruce yelled from the doorway. They both hurriedly wiped the tears from their faces, and got up to race to the door.

When they were halfway there, with Dick in the lead, he turned back to tease his brother. "Haha! Can't catch me!" He said turning to smile at his brother. Only he wasn't there anymore.

"Danny? Where are you? Come on this isn't funny!" Dick called out, waiting for his brother to reappear. But when he didn't, he felt his eyes widen against his will. "BRUCE!" He screamed, running to the house. And with that, the memory faded to black.

End Flashback

Robin wiped more tears from his face as he ran into the kitchen, hoping that no-one would notice. "Have guys seen Wally?" He asked, crossing his arms in an attempt to seem alright. Of course, he probably should have known someone would notice.

"Robin? Are you alright?" Said Megan, looking at Robin with worry. "You do not seem yourself." Great, now all the others were looking too. He had to play this off somehow.

"I will be fine as soon as I find Wally and kick his ass!" He said, grinding his teeth in anger. Good that should throw them off.

Too bad he was wrong again. "Hey man, were you crying? That's too hilarious!" Speak of the devil. Robin whipped around, shoving his finger in Wally's face.

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't beat your ass to a bloody pulp." He hissed, causing the speedster to flinch back in shock.

"Geez, dude." Said Wally, digging into his pocket. "Chill out, it's just a stupid pin." He pulled the pin out, tossing it to Robin as he did so. But before he could grab it, Artemis snaked out her hand and snatched it from the air. She looked the pin over, ignoring the full out Bat-Glare Robin was sending her way.

"Wally's right dude, it's just some stupid pin. What's so important about it?" She said accusingly, holding up the pin for Robin to see. He tried to grab it, only for her to pull it up out of his reach.

"No no no, your going to tell us what this thing is and why it's got you so worked up. The you can have it back." She taunted, putting her hand on her hip with a cocky smile. "So tell us, boy blunder. What's so important about this pin?"

At this point Robin saw red, and lunged at Artemis. She wasn't expecting the cool, collected one of the team to do this, so it was easy to get her on the ground. The rest of the team rushed forwards, intending to help her out, but no-one noticed that in the struggle, Artemis had dropped the pin.

Snap

Everyone froze, looking at each other in fear. Robin stopped attacking Artemis, staring at Super Boy in abstract horror as he lifted his left boot.

It was broken.

Robin let go of Artemis, walking over to the pin. The others backed away without a word, scared of his reaction. Kneeling by the pin, he lifted it carefully into his palm. It was shattered. His last connection to his twin brother, and it was shattered.

He let out a sob, holding the broken pieces to his chest. The rest of the team just stood around him, gaping silently. Never, had Robin ever cried with them around. They didn't even know if he did cry! But here he was, crying over a pin, of all things.

But Robin didn't care anymore. If the pin was gone, he might as well have lost his brother all over again. And it was all his fault…

No. It wasn't his fault. It was her fault! It was all because of Artemis he had lost a piece of himself all over again. For the first time in a long time, he felt something within himself trying to surface. And this time, he didn't try to stop it.

He felt the white rings form around his waist, and heard his friends gasp from around him. He could vaguely hear someone calling Batman. But he didn't care anymore. He just needed to avenge his brother, or what little memory he had left of him at least.

So he let transformation take him over, leaving a new costume in its wake. He now had an all black suit, with white combat boots and gloves. A black cloak with a hood also formed around his shoulders, hiding his face from sight. But from under it you could just barely make out the shockingly white hair, brighter than snow itself.

He snapped his now neon green eyes open, setting the broken pieces down as he turned to glare at Artemis. "What did you do?!?" He hissed, stalking towards her. "Ce-ai făcut?!" He screamed, reverting to his first language.

Nobody stood to help her, too shocked by the sudden change. "I-I- I didn't.." Artemis stuttered, putting her hands up in defence as she tripped backwards. Robin wasn't happy with the response, and reared back his fist.

But before he could hit her, a bat-a-rang lodged itself next to his feet.

"Robin, stop." Commanded Batman, dropping from the rafters in front of his prodigy. Robin just growled, and stalked towards his mentor.

"How dare you defend her! Do you know what she did! How could you?!" He hissed, glaring up at Batman. He just glared back.

"But is it really worth killing one of your best friends?" At this Robin stopped, his eyes widening. But his eyes fell on the pin again, and his face almost immediately hardened.

"Yes." He hissed, clenching his fists as the glowed green. Batman sighed as he look at his protege. He kneeled, putting his hands on Robin's shoulders.

"I'm sorry." Robins eyes widened and he tried to move back, but it was too late. Batman hit the back of his neck, rendering him unconscious and also making him revert to his original form. He lifted Robin up in his arms, and turned to the team, giving them his best bat-glare. He almost smiled when they flinched.

"What did you all do to get him so angry with you?" He demanded. The team's eyes fell to the broken pin, not saying a word. They didn't have to. Batman's eyes widened as he put Robin down, picking up the broken pin instead. His eyes watered, and a few stray tears rolled.

The team was shocked. Batman, of all people was showing emotion. Whatever that pin had been, it must been something really serious if the batman was allowing himself to cry. What had they done?

Batman stood, wiping the tears from his face as he pocketed the pieces of the pin. "You all better hope hard that I can fix this. If not, I don't think me nor my protege will be returning to mount justice. And you will have lost a good friend." With that, Batman picked up Robin and turned to walk towards the infirmary.

He didn't get far before the voice of the zeta tube stopped him dead.

Robin, B-06, Recognized.