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Q: Maybe the Teen Titans visit gotham after Damian Robin finds out that Slade was spotted fighting Batman And immediately just got worried for his family and he decided to go back to investigate and talk to Bruce and while he’s at it let’s take the team with him better safe than sorry right
Red X breaks into Titans Tower, and no one even notices it until the man himself is standing in the middle of the common room, and then a few moments later he’s being wrapped up in dark energy by Raven and threatened by one plasma blaster, Tameranian energy fists, a tiger, and a very painful metal stick.
“What are you doing here?” Robin demands.
It’s been weeks since his items were stolen by Ding Dong Daddy and Red X aided in their recovery, but that doesn’t mean he’s forgotten all the shit Red X put him through–and maybe it’s not Red X’s fault, but he’s still a little bit bitter about the lingering discomfort Beast Boy sometimes has around him at odd moments now.
So maybe Robin’s okay with whacking the masked man a little harder than necessary to get the point across–
But then he realizes Red X isn’t struggling against Raven’s restraint at all. Not taunting or laughing. It doesn’t even seem to be a hologram or robot– or anything else that Robin would usually suspect when a captured criminal didn’t struggle.
And as soon as Robin realizes this, Red X speaks.
“Batman’s been compromised. I had to come in person and make sure your stupid tower wasn’t bugged and tip anyone off.”
All the air leaves Robin’s lungs in one go. Even as his teammates start demanding more ( “what’s he talking about?” says Beast Boy. “Your presence is most unappreciated!” – Starfire. Cyborg, though– “Rae, can you just toss this guy out the window and get it over with? ”) his eyes don’t leave Red X’s mask.
Red X’s eyes don’t leave Robin’s either.
He knows who is behind them.
He’s suspected, but he hasn’t confirmed–
“Red Robin,” he hisses.
And Red Robin nods once, but doesn’t seem pleased.
“Batman’s been compromised,” he says. “Batcave, too. Deathstroke’s been hired to do a hit on him.”
“Normal protocol–?” Robin asks, not sure where he is anymore. Not sure of the weapon he’s holding. Not sure of the way his friends are looking at him anymore–
Because Red Robin would never set foot near him without the one thing they most value being endangered.
“No,” Red Robin says. “The buyer was Lex Luthor.”
And not even Batman can outbid the richest man in the world.