Young Justice Fanfiction Robin Underestimated Novels & Stories

Aster also received a call from Robin saying that he missed him. He also asked him to visit him at the Fritzgerald family’s mansion. Aster was puzzled. Robin had always been ruthless. Pigs would have to start flying before he asked Aster to go back and visit him because he suddenly had a stroke of familial love. But he did not know what Robin was plotting, and it would not be good for him either if he did not go back. He had not become fully independent at the moment, and he was not strong enough to fight against Robin yet.

Robin reliving the moment in his head, “He told me that it makes him haaarrrdd just thinking about all the things he could do to her here, secluded and all alone. How he could take his time and make her squeal for him like she did before!” “That’s when he raised his gun and I instinctively shot!” “Took his balls and dick right off! I’m pretty sure he won’t be getting a haaarrrdd ever again.” Cammie shudders with a mix of shivers of repulsion for Blake and excitement at Robins words. Unable to control the shivers, Robin stands up and goes to her. He encases her in his warm burrito embrace and whispers in her ear, “he won’t be able to hurt you anymore, no-one will ever hurt you again!”

To the young group’s surprise, Kaze pulled through without a hitch. That was not the only thing. Kaze retaliated against Robin and destroyed his beloved harp. The group speculated that Kaze could be stronger than Hannah. They looked at Kaze in horror. Still, it never once occurred to the group that Kaze was more powerful than Robin. Robin raised his arm. The young group got their act together and saluted Robin before taking two steps back. Robin narrowed his eyes at Kaze before uttering, “Not bad.

Robin might have been just a personal assistant, but his status at Henderson Group and personal abilities were above those of most senior executives. Not to mention, John had his back all the way. Agnes kept yelling behind them, but Lucy and Robin ignored her. Watching how calm Robin stayed from start to finish, Lucy couldn't help but ask, "You're really not afraid if something goes wrong and John makes you take the fall?" "He won't," Robin said without hesitation. Lucy blinked. She had grown up with John, so it made sense that she understood him. But Robin's relationship with him was one of a superior and a subordinate. How could he trust John this much?

"Hey, what is that supposed to mean?" Chuckling at her childishness she grumbled under her breath. The rest of the night went by without much drama and Robin thoroughly enjoyed her time there. She even managed to get contacts of people to work in collaboration with. Never did she think there would be a positive to coming to something like this. "Agh, I am spent" Robin cried falling onto the covers of the bed. She watched as Ethan began unbuttoning his shirt undressing his top half, she turned when he started on the bottom still too shy to see him naked.

The need to defend myself even when I knew— "You don't understand what happened." My voice sounded hollow. Empty. "I understand perfectly." Robin's jaw tightened. "I watched her rebuild herself from nothing, hiding behind a new identity, never speaking of what had been done to her." He stepped closer. "I respected her secrets while she worked herself to exhaustion building herself back up from the ruins you left her in." I wanted to argue. To explain. But what explanation could justify what I'd done? Robin's presence filled the space between us. He was shorter than me but somehow seemed taller. Decades of authority in the way he stood, the way he looked at me.

Robin tapped my hand. He always acted like he was their younger brother but yet he was the senior. I was in so much shock when Cassandra told me that. I wasn't surprised that Mason was older than Justin but Robin definitely was a shocker. Another thing that had really surprised me was how the three boys were so different even though they were of the same age and raised by the same parents. "He's just playing," I pacified him. "Have you guys seen Mommy?" "Let's go and meet Mommy!" Robin yelled and they immediately ran out of the room.

Unlike Rubeus or Regulus he didn't just fight with his words or fists and consider the squabble done , no , instead he would use his layers upon layers of schemes and make sure that the person who offended him , would never raise his head in front of him again . Didn't he did the same thing to her? Compared to Rubeus cold indifference and Regulus constant quarreling , Robin was the only one who used the most vicious way to deal with her . That is to give hope to someone who was already on the verge to dying and then squashing that hope when someone finally believed that he had a way out. He gave her hope that he will treat her like a family and then stomped on her hope with his foot , though

“Zoey, listen to me. Your grandmother is like a second mother to me. She took care of me when I was younger, healed me more times than I can count. I owe her. Helping you is the least I can do.” I nodded, eyes fixed on the stars outside. Everything felt unreal. The road, the escape, even Robin’s kindness. It felt like I was in a dream, and I was scared that any moment now, I’d wake up back in Lyon’s palace. “Do you think he’ll come after me?” I asked. Robin was quiet for a long time. “I don’t know,” he said honestly. “He might. But I’ll get you far enough that even he will think twice before chasing.”

She couldn't process the word her father was trying to say. " You heard me right! You're too stubborn to understand. I know you are angry but with time. You will come along" " Robin! " He called authoritatively. Immediately Mr Robin strode to his front. " Take her with me. She is going back home! " " Yes sir" Mr Robin bowed and walked up to the girl and grab her wrist. Before Jasmine could protest, Mr Robin have already clenched on her wrist! "Let me go you bastard and betrayer!" She struggled but that didn't seat on Mr Robin head. He knows the girl might hate him for this but these actually for her own good. She didn't know the hands of the demon she was playing in.