Author's note: In this, the team know who Robin is but never really looked up his past. Just so ya don't get confused. Oh and I don't own Young Justice or anything to do with DC. If I owned YJ there would be more Robin and Rocket+Zatanna wouldn't have been introduced because, if I'm honest, they were only introduced as love interests for Robin and Kaldur. Now let's begin!  

EDIT: TW FOR GORE ALTHOUGH NOT INCREDIBLY DETAILED 

When a storm rolls into New England and knocks out the Zetatube functions, the team is forced to stay in Mount Justice. Wally hated storms as it meant he had to stay inside and do nothing. It hadn't even been an hour before he started his horrid whining.

"I'm boorreeedd," he complained much to Artemis' disliking. 

"Run around the mountain then," she suggested, sharpening her arrows furiously. The storm had knocked out all electricity, leaving them with only the backup generator to give them light. No TV and no video games were taking their toll on Wally. "I've already done that eighteen times," he whined. She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore him. Why was he so annoying? Couldn't he busy himself with something far from her?

Kaldur was reading 'Peace and War' and Connor was sitting in silence, staring at a black TV screen. M'gann was reading her new recipe book Dick had bought her for Christmas and Dick was sorting out the generator which meant Wally couldn't bother his best friend to ease his boredom.  "When will Dick be back?" he asked slouching further on the couch. They shrugged their shoulders. "He's been down there for an hour," he added. 

"It takes a while to get the generator to make the oven and fridge work, Wally. Give him time," M'gann replied, trying to hide her annoyance. Even she was beginning to find him aggravating at this point.

A few minutes passed and the oven along with the fridge turned on. Dick came in with his iPod blasting My Chemical Romance. He seemed tired and sluggish, his posture slumped and his bright blue eyes dull. "Did it work?" he asked tiredly. M'gann went to check and nodded. He smiled and sat down next to Wally. "You look rough Dickie. Did you secretly go on a mission between there to here?" Wally joked. Dick laughed a little and shook his head. "

Just haven't been sleeping well lately," explained Dick briefly. 

"For how long?" Kaldur asked, putting his book down. 

"A couple of days after a run-in with the Joker. Honestly, I'm fine," he answered. They dropped the subject due to the Joker being involved. Villains in Gotham stayed in Gotham sorta like Las Vagas.

M'gann began baking cookies for everyone and Dick spaced out listening to The Ghost of You by My Chemical Romance. Wally stared at him worriedly. He tapped Dick on the shoulder and smiled, "Are you alright? You look kinda depressed." This statement made the team stare at him as if he'd grown another leg. "Yeah yeah just thinking," he replied but something was off and Wally, being Wally, decided to press on. "What about?" he asked. Dick visibly shuffled in his seat. "Something." Was his ever so insightful reply. 

"Dick, does this have something to do with Joker?" Wally asked uncharacteristically sternly. The younger teen nodded reluctantly. "It came a little too close for my liking last week. That's all I have to say about it," he answered. There was something he clearly wanted to hide from them. "Drop it for now alright? I'm tired." Wally nodded and kept an eye on him all evening.

About an hour later, they all turned in for the night, giving up on the Zetatubes powering back up, but Wally had a bad feeling. Throughout his whole knowing of Dick, his night terrors got worse with stress or fear. So he decided to stay up a little longer till he knew Dick would be completely alright. That plan lasted five minutes as he fell fast asleep.

In Dick's Dream

Dick was tied tightly to a chair, unable to move. He was in his Robin suit but his utility belt had been removed. Beside him was a table with various blood-soaked tools. The room was dark and he couldn't make out anything besides the tools. A saw, a screwdriver and an ice chipper. 'Not good,' he thought to himself. He glanced up and saw a trapeze. On one side was his friends: Wally, Artemis, M'gann, Kaldur, Connor and Barbra. On the other side was Bruce, Alfred, Wonder Woman and Flash. All the people whom he loved were tied to chairs tightly, the supers with the collars from Bel Rev around their necks.

Dick was already on edge when he heard a familiar piercing laugh. "Hello my little birdie," the voice spoke. the owner masked by the shadows. Dick growled in anger. "Show yourself Joker!" he demanded. Joker did just that, a knife glimmering in his hand. "What do you want?" he asked. "Only to play a game birdie. If you react in any way to what I do, one of these lovely volunteers falls. Got it?" The Joker explained quickly. He looked eager to being this game he'd lovingly prepared Dick nodded and prepared himself for pain.

He managed to sit through five painful slashes without reaction but the sixth went into a muscle. He whimpered and Joker gave a hand signal. Artemis was first. She screamed and cursed Dick out. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" she cried. The fear of death had turned her face white and her features were obscured by ungodly fright. Her body hit the ground within seconds, flecks of blood getting on Robin's skin. The others became restless.

Dick let out a scream at seeing his friends body so mangled and distorted which only lead to the next falling, M'gann. Again she cursed him and screamed, tears streaming down her face.

With each death, he screamed and cried which only meant that the next person died. They all shouted at him and blamed him. They hated him. He hated himself. All he had to do was be strong like Batman and not show any pain. But he had and now his friends, his family, were laying in a mangled bloodied heap on the floor. The Joker laughed at his screams, continuing the twisted torture.

Outside of Dick's Dream

Wally awoke to the sound of a blood-curdling scream. He immediately knew who it came from and ran to Dick's room. He tried to open the door only to find that it was locked and he wasn't strong enough to break it down. Sometimes super strength was more helpful than super speed. Luckily, the rest of the team had heard Dick's scream and woken up. "Connor, get the door down now!" he ordered frantically. Connor nodded and broke the door down with ease.

Inside, Dick was clutching at the bed sheets and writhing in fear as his legs kicked out. His head moved side to side, staining each side of the pillow with his tears. He let out another scream. "What's wrong with him?" M'gann shrieked, feeling immense sorrow coming off him. Wally ran to his friend's side and comforted him the best he could. "He's having a night terror, a pretty bad one at that," he replied. He held Dick close to his chest, shushing the boy softly. "It's alright Dickie, just wake up. It's not real. We're all here," he soothed. It was unnerving to see the effects of trauma upon trauma built over the years. 

After ten minutes, Dick woke up and hugged Wally tightly. "Wanna talk about it?" he asked holding the sobbing boy. "I-I shouldn't h-have reacted. I didn't m-mean to. I'm so-sorry," Dick replied, trying to suppress his sobs long enough to speak. "Sorry for what? It was just a dream," Wally pointed out with a slight smile. "Joker t-told me not to react b-but I did. Artemis was p-p-pushed off the trapeze and f-fell like them. She s-said it was my fault. You all did, every t-time. I didn't want t-to I swear," he tried to explain. "You died like they did and it was all my fault," he added. "Dick, what did he do to you in the dream?" Artemis asked to try and figure out why she would blame him. "He started s-slicing me with a knife. It m-must've hit a muscle b-because I winced and you-you died," he replied. Artemis sat beside him, a smile on her face for comfort.

 "I would never blame you for that. I promise." He wiped his tears and blushed a little in embarrassment. "Th-thanks Arty. It just l-looked so similar to their's," he replied. 

"Theirs?" she repeated. 

"His family's. They fell on the trapeze due to foul play. Dick had to watch," Wally answered for Dick. 

An awkward silence filled the room. No one really knew what to say to that. "Lil bit too intense for one in the morning Wal," Dick commended, smirking a little.

"At least your smiling," Wally replied, hugging him again. "I think we should leave you to sleep. Come on guys," he suggested. They all shuffled out, each saying goodnight to Dick. Then he was left alone. He fell into a somewhat peaceful sleep afterwards.

So that was my first one shot. It's probably terrible 😂 Gimme a chance it's always hard to start things off. If ya like it tell me, I could do with an ego boost.