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Okay, so this is the final part of the "All Mine" Trilogy! Again, thank you to everyone who's read and reviewed, I hope you enjoy this third part. The chapter's are going to be longer because I have a lot planned, so…I hope you guys like it! Thanks again!

Summary: Jay was introduced, and began to bond with the other Titans. It was shown that Slade hates Jay and the two have a hard history together. Robin grew suspicious of Slade, but in his attempts to defy Slade, he believed he caused a stampede that killed Jay, his former team, and Batman. But are they really gone…

Ch. 1-Growing Anger

Robin looked around the dismal city of Reko, his eyes settling on the various dark buildings and the black sky that covered the city. It was so much different from Jump, which came alive at night. There was always something to do at night in Jump. But here, when the sun set, it looked as though someone hit a switch and the whole city just powered down for eight hours.

"Apprentice," Slade's voice hissed into his ear. "Your free time is up. Return back to headquarters."

"Yes…master," Robin replied, his voice cracking. For the past couple weeks, he was finding it harder and harder to say that word.

Only two weeks ago, Robin's life was again flipped upside down and spun out of control. Everyone he ever loved was gone, obliterated from his life at the hands of the villains.

*But not Slade,* Robin thought sarcastically. *Slade just happens to be there right when each of them are killed, but he didn't have any part in their deaths at all.*

Sighing, Robin began to make his way back to the headquarters. He couldn't help it whenever thoughts like that came up from the back of his mind. Slade still hadn't told him anything else about the night that he apparently was "sick", even though Robin showed Slade the orange hair that had been sticking out from his uniform. The man had simply claimed that it must have still been stuck there from when Robin fought Jay, but Robin wasn't buying it.

Still, he didn't have anywhere else to turn. By trying to be the hero, by trying to defy Slade, he had ended up with six horrible deaths on his hands. Sure, the villains had actually killed all of them, but if Robin had just obeyed Slade…

Robin caught himself. He had arrived back at the headquarters. Gently lifting up the grate that led to the roof entrance, Robin's thoughts wandered back to the old days with his team, as they usually did now. The days when he had friends. When Cyborg and Beast Boy fought over tofu and Starfire made him smile every day.

The grate popped open, and Robin slipped inside gracefully. His thoughts then went to that fateful day when he saw Dr. Light for the first time, and when he stole for Slade. So much had changed since then. Even though it had been less than four months, Robin felt like it had been years since he was at the dinner, being honored for stopping the Brotherhood and having so many people look up to him. Him, the leader of the Teen Titans. Robin's heart ached at the thought of being a leader again, instead of taking orders. The mere thought of being bossed around filled Robin with distaste.

"Robin," Robin hadn't heard Slade come in. But as he looked around, he realized that he himself had actually come to Slade.

"Hello master," Robin said quietly, forcing the words to flow smoothly from his mouth.

"How did you spend your free time?" Slade had his back turned to Robin. He was looking over files, like he always was. Either files or gadgets.

"There was nothing to do," Robin replied, making his was closer to Slade. "Reko isn't a very nocturnal city."

"Good," Slade responded. "That will make it easier for us to get away unnoticed." Robin cringed at the words but nodded. Slade abruptly stopped whatever he was looking at and made his way over to Robin, his eye narrowed.

"Don't think I don't know Robin," Slade spoke, passing Robin so they were facing away to each other. Robin looked at the wall, trying not to let his anger get the best of him.

"You are forcing your heart rate to stay balanced whenever you steal for me. You never attack the people whom you steal from as brutally as you used to, and whenever we train you're always holding back," Slade hissed. "You're pushing away the thrill."

Robin's hands balled into fists, but he managed to keep his voice down.

"The last time I went out of control and sought the thrill, I caused six innocent deaths," Robin replied icily.

"Hardly innocent," Slade interjected. Robin finally couldn't take it and spun around to face Slade, who too had turned around.

"They were innocent," Robin defended. Slade's eye narrowed but the man didn't respond. Robin's hands relaxed and his scowl went away. But just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Slade lunged at him. Taking his stance, Robin blocked Slade's punch with ease and the two began to fight violently. Robin however, wasn't surprised. This was their training. This was how things worked.

This was his life.

As suddenly as he started, Slade stopped attacking. Robin's eyes narrowed suspiciously, and he didn't break his stance.

"Well done Robin," Slade's eye was glittering. "You're beginning to control your emotions. You're not letting them effect you like they used to. Excellent work. And don't worry. That thrill that you keep pushing away and the brutality your holding back will come back. I know you're just pushing away your emotions because they can distract you from your fighting. Once you have completely mastered your feelings, you can choose which ones you specifically want to feel. But you have made the first step."

Robin couldn't tell if Slade truly felt that was what he was doing, or if Slade was telling Robin that that was what he was supposed to be doing. Then, before Robin could react, Slade had closed the distance between them and ruffled Robin's hair.

"That's my boy," Slade spoke, then went back to his desk.

Robin thought he was going to be sick.

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(Jay's POV)

Anger. It's a hard thing to ignore. Anger, an emotion that sometimes will creep up inside you slowly, and other times, it will explode from the deepest depths of your soul, burning you alive until you find some way to force it out.

Maybe it was Slade's anger that caused him to almost kill me. Maybe it was the hatred he felt for me after I tried to take away his precious apprentice. It could have been the fury he felt from all of those years ago, when I defied him and shot that bullet at him. But none of that mattered any more. Because Slade has awakened the anger inside of me. He had created a feelings of burning hatred and undying fury that would not go unjustified. And there was only one way that anger would subside.

When I killed Slade.

It felt like an eternity that I was lying in utter darkness. There wasn't a sound or a sight to be had. Just my consciousness floating in and out. In and out. Sometimes I would feel something. I couldn't tell exactly what it was, but it seemed to be something like a hand. A hand rubbing my cheek. Robin's maybe? Beast Boy's? It was hard to tell. The last thing I could vaguely remember was falling into that pit of villains by Slade's hand, so what if they were the ones caressing me? But the last thought unnerved me, so if I ever did feel the hand rubbing my cheek, I tried hard not to focus on it. I just focused on the anger. Because in the darkness, the anger was my fuel, my fire. And fire always lights the way out of the dark.

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(Slade's POV)

I watched as Robin's hard expression faltered for a moment after I complimented him on controlling his feelings. My own calm demeanor broke for a moment, and I desperately hoped that Robin wouldn't argue. I seriously doubted he would contradict me, but still…

In all honesty, this plan of mine was working perfectly. Robin had lost all urge to resist my guiding hand, believing that it was his fault that his friends and mentor were dead. The boy naively thought that his attempt to be the hero had caused the destruction. So naturally, all attempts to be the hero were crushed out of the boy.

A very good thing.

But somehow, Robin still found it in himself to fuel that fire inside him. Whether it was anger at himself for allowing his friends to die, or just his determined manner, Robin was refusing to turn into a self-pitying wimp. When we fought, his strikes were fierce, yet controlled.

Another very good thing.

As I watched Robin now, his expression began to harden again. He nodded quickly then turned around and walked toward the door. Before I could react, the door had slammed shut. I was on my own for the moment. After debating about contacting Mad Mod or checking to see how Robin was doing, I decided on the latter.

Going to my new seat which sat in the middle of my new control room, I pressed a few buttons on the arm of the chair, and a screen came up, showing Robin in his room. The boy paced around the small quarters at first, his eyes narrowed.

*I wonder what he's thinking about,* my eyes quickly darted to my arm. Since everything that happened between Robin and myself was so vital, I didn't want the other villains anywhere near Robin and me. No doubt the boy would take it the wrong way and all I had worked for would be lost. So the villains and the controls to the probes in Robin's mind had to be relocated.

I debated contacting the villains to see what was going on in Robin's mind, but decided against it. If there was anything out of the ordinary, they would contact me.

No, for now I would simply watch my precious bird, and allow his thoughts to be his own. They were the last things he had that weren't completely mine…yet.

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(Robin's POV)

As I paced around my room, my mind whirled around me. For the past couple weeks, I couldn't seem to find it in me to relax. There was always something to think about; something to investigate. It was driving me crazy that I was in new surroundings. I didn't know anything about this city, and that concerned me. The move to Reko was disorienting, and it wouldn't surprise me if Slade had done that on purpose.

My stomach lurched at the thought of the man. I desperately wanted to know why my body was reacting this way to Slade, as if it subconsciously knew something that my mind didn't. Debating about whether or not I should leave my small room to get some air, I looked at the clock to see what time it was. My heart froze as I scanned the numbers that read 1:00 a.m. I had been thinking to myself for four hours. I was becoming an insomniac, just like someone else I knew.

This time I couldn't stop the vomit.

And the final part of the All Mine Trilogy has begun! I hope you guys enjoyed it! This final part is going to have Robin and Slade banging heads a lot, so things are gonna get heated between those two. As of now, the Titans and Batman are M.I.A. but next chapter...

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