Disclaimer: Ok, so I tried to beg DC for me to own the Titans and Slade and a few Justice League members, but they just shook their heads no. So, same old story, I don't own these characters, which might be a good thing.

A/N: YES, see I am back! I'm so excited to be back writing this story, especially since I left on such a great note. So, I just watched Teen Titans in Tokyo. AWESOME! I mean the movie was cool. They did a great job. I mean, dang Robin was kick ass hottie! The only thing that bugged me was he and Starfire getting hooked. I admit I'm not a big Robin/Starfire fan. I more lean to Robin/Batgirl and Robin/Raven. But, at least it took him the whole dang movie to confess. Batman would be so proud. And everything that happened to Robin made me eager to jump into the story right away. Ok enough, with the movie.

Thanks for the all reviews on my last chapter of Truth in the Dark. It was decreed that I should stay away from any romance, which I am totally grateful for. Bows. I'm not that great at romance and have been told many a times that I don't have a romantic bone in my body. So, you call can rest assure there will be no mushy stuff just action, angst, drama and so forth as our fallen hero explores the other side of the law.

Without further ado, I present the sequel of Truth in the Dark, Death's New Heir.

Darkness encompassed his room. Not an ounce of light dared to penetrate the room, even the light from the hall didn't crawl under the door. Coldness was in the room, a despair that threatened to kill the small life that could exist in the dark.

Robin sat there in the dark.

One could not make his outline, yet if looked upon closely, the indention of where he sat on the bed was the only mark of his presence. The black cape draped over his shoulders, his black head lowered down to study the object in his hands.

A siren blared to life, yet the boy didn't bulge from his place.

"Friend…second Robin, do you wish to join in the butt-whopping of Control Freak?"

Starfire's voice echoed in the room. Robin tilted his head slightly to the side, his unmasked blue eyes staring still at the object. Second Robin. That was his new name now. Why they couldn't just call him a fake or imposter was beyond him, but hiding behind this 'nicer' version hurt more than blunt honesty.

"Come on Star, he ain't coming."

Cyborg's voice was heavy with guilt. A month ago, the Titans accused him of being a robot, some metallic object meant to keep them distracted from finding the real Robin. The following month, he watched as the team distanced themselves from him. After every crime, they would crowd around the computer, talking to Green Arrow and Black Canary, searching for the person called Reaper. It was now halfway through the third month that he began to walk around like a corpse. He no longer ate, drank or slept. And strangely enough, he still had enough energy to keep going.

Maybe he wasn't human.

Hearing the T-Car roar out of the garage, Robin waited a couple more minutes. Bracing himself, Robin took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. There was only way to see if he was truly human or not. In his mind, he WAS Robin, but everyone else said no.

"I guess we'll see whose right then. And if they are wrong, then forgive me…Mom and Dad."

Raising the object to his chest, Robin took one more breath.

BAM.

Red X slammed into the wall. Sliding down, the thief hugged his chest. There were a couple ribs broken and not to mention bruises and a very strained back. Groaning, he staggered back to his feet. "And here I thought London would be a nice, easy change."

"Pathetic."

X glared at the man before him. Standing before him, his hands dangling in a casual manner was a figure he never met before. The figure was the exact same height as him, maybe a bit taller. Yet, the man was definitely slimmer than him, which didn't seem to match the fact that the punches from this guy were like getting smacked around with iron.

The outfit was definitely not the flashing type like back in Jump City, Metropolis or even here.

The figure was entirely dressed in black and gray. Military boots and pants faded into a thick black, tight fitting black top. Draped over the outfit was a long, trench coat making the figure look taller and more imposing. From either his top or coat, Red X wasn't certain; a hood was pulled over the head, making the blackface mask hide in infinity of shadows.

What struck Red X that this was no ordinary adversary was the fact that he could see the man's eyes. Strange eyes peered out from the darkness in a confident manner. Everywhere he went criminals and heroes alike hide their eyes from the public. To unmask your opponent was to discover their identity, and that was the fatal blow to a hero or criminal you could every do. Yet, this man showed his eyes to world as if to say that he wasn't hiding who he was…that there was nothing you could take from this man.

A shiver ran X as those eyes shifted once more. He never knew of a person who had such a pair. In one moment they were a blue so clear like a summer day sky then in an instance they would be a dark blue as turbulent and unknowing as the depths of the oceans before sliding into the cold, unyielding blackness of space. This man before him couldn't be human; no one could have such penetrating eyes…a soul without humanity.

"Is that even possible?" though Red X as he inched away from the wall, the man walking around him like a predator. "Heck I didn't even do anything to this guy. He just pops up and beats the stuffings out of me."

"You know heroes don't act like this, they tend to do just tie up a villain, not beat him," ventured X, trying to keep his growing uneasiness out of his voice.

Something close to anger flickered in the eyes. The man's voice lowered into a snarl, "I am no hero."

With that the man lunged at Red X. Let just say that the fight was one-sided and ended quickly. Reaching down, the figure retrieved a small priceless blue diamond worth as much as the Hope Diamond from Red X's battered corpse.

X could only watch through his one eye as the figure began to move away from him and the pool of blood forming around his still form. All of this pain just for that diamond. "Who…who are you?" The thief couldn't believe that the small raspy voice was his own.

The figure turned and even though X couldn't see it, he could feel the smirk. Light blue eyes danced with mirth, taking in his form. "As much as I would like to tell you, I wouldn't want the Titans to know just yet."

Nothing more to say, the figure walked to the edge before disappearing into the night. Unconsciousness tugged at Red X's mind. Looking down at the blade—three metal sixes laid atop each other—that stabbed through his palm, he couldn't but think in his last thought that the voice soundly oddly familiar, like it was suppose to be crying a familiar battle cry.

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Slade Wilson stared down the plans for his latest weapon. It would be hard to come by, he needed to get some prosperous clients but he knew that Lex Luthor would be defiantly interested. Yet, before Lex could buy the weapon, Slade needed to steal the necessary parts. As much as he would love to steal the parts himself, he wanted his apprentice to do it. The young man would not steal any military weapons, but who could blame him considering the military weapons he did steal were used against him.

Sighing, Slade reached to look at another plan when his laptop blinked. Eyeing the computer, the mastermind reached over and hit the space key. A window popped up and showed the statistics of one of his robots…specifically his only Robin robot. Built a year and half ago, the robot was used to replace the real Robin and fool the Brotherhood of Evil, Justice League and Teen Titans while he went off to convert his apprentice. Frowning, Slade read the information. It seemed the robot was shot in the chest. Now, that was unlikely. He had programmed the robot to act and think like Robin and Robin would not get shot in the chest, he was too good. Typing in a command, the mystery only deepen when he discovered that the tracking device implanted in the robot showed that the fake Robin was inside Titans Tower in his room.

His mind spinning, Slade reached the only conclusion that was logical. It seemed that the Titans and the robot had discovered the truth. And that meant that it wouldn't be long till the rest of the superhero community found out. Frowning, Slade knew he needed to be on top if he wanted to succeed in winning this new game of hide and seek. An idea hit the mastermind, igniting a dark glee in his charcoal eye.

Turning his full attention on his laptop, Slade opened up a document and began to type a letter to the Jump City newspaper.

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Green Arrow moaned as he stretched his back. Staring down at the screen, he once again hunched down and scrolled through the 'Missing person' files. He should have known that tracking Robin down would be this difficult.

"Knock, knock."

Arrow looked up and took in Black Canary's form.

"Any luck?"

"No, he disappeared off the face of the planet."

"We'll find him." Placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, Canary eyed Arrow worry in her eyes.

"Did you tell Batman yet?"

Arrow shook his head, "No. If it's God or the Devil's will, right when I worked up the courage to send him a message to met me Gotham City was hit by an earthquake. Batman and his gang have been busy these past months getting the city back on its feet and rounding up the lose criminals."

"Oh."

The Robin Hood like hero heard a deep sadness in her tone.

"Why?"

Canary locked her eyes with Arrow, tears threatening to fall down her cheeks; "Robin…the fake one…shot himself in the chest today, in his room today at Titans' Tower. Cyborg is trying to fix the robot. We could have kept it low on the radar but…" A pause, "Someone informed the media of his injury."

Green Arrow didn't need Black Canary to finish. "We'd better reach Titans' Tower before HE does."

Black Canary nodded. Grabbing his bow and arrows, the two superheroes bolted out of Justice League headquarters, praying that if Batman reached the Titans before them that he would show a brief instance of mercy on the children.

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A/N: Jumping back in the action! Booyah! So I all hoped you like the first chapter. Now, some upcoming parts might sound familiar from the sneak peak I gave you all last time, but now it will all make sense.