A/N: Ok, I'm way behind for the #JustWriteIt, but I thought, hey since this idea has been floating around in my head for quite awhile, why not use this opportunity to force it out on paper? So well, here it is. Presenting Agent 8. Enjoy!

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Prologue - 2 years ago

Pzzzzz. The crackling sound of Robin's watch startled him. It was just an update. He would check it later. He crept silently across the rooftops, following nothing but his own thoughts. The wind ruffling his hair and cool on his skin. Pzzzz. His watch buzzed again. He glanced down at it, irritated that his train of thoughts had been disrupted once again. This time it was a call from the base. Frustrated, he accepted it.

"What?" He growled.

"Sorry Robin. Didn't mean to cut your Robin time short, but you are going to want to see this." Cyborg's voice rang through loud and clear.

"What is it?" Robin's interest had peaked. "Is it a lead?"

"No." Raven speaking this time. Her voice dropped. "It's bad. Worse, than bad."

"What?"

"You should hurry, before the other two get up from their naps. It's about your past."

At this point, Robin had turned around and had started racing through the black shroud of darkness that had surrounded him. Small city lights casting his shadow once in a while. Only, Raven and Cyborg knew his whole past. They had discovered it by accident, after sifting through a few files and finding confidential information about him a few days after the Titans had moved into the building. They had been sworn to secrecy though, Robin knew he could trust them. Unlike the other two loud mouths. He loved Starfire and Beastboy, but they had a knack for gossiping.

"Batman? Something about him?"

"No. Someone else."

Robin racked his brain. Who could it be? Who couldn't think of anyone that could be hurt, or harmed or really anyone else important from his past other than Batman. Unless, it had something to do with his SHIELD days. The time period just before this when Batman had decided that picking up a few agent tricks would help him. Agent 5, that was his old codename. He grinned, that was quite a while ago. Maybe about 2 years? Then, remembering the severity of this situation, his grinned dropped. What could it be? Who could it be?

He swooped through the doors. Racing to the computers where Raven and Cyborg were sitting, waiting for his arrival.

"Well?"

"You remember how you asked me to track all information from SHIELD? Well, here read this. I don't know if this has any relevance to you, but it seems really important to shield." Cyborg moved over allowing Robin more access.

*News to all SHIELD Agents June 17, 2013*

*Agent 8, better known as Agent Wolf, our prized, most precious prodigy agent has gone MIA. After some tracking, we found traces of Agent 8 blood, hair and torn pieces of clothes near the river Thames. No remains or body has been found currently. The search for any remains or body is still underway. Agent 8 had been in England working with the MI6 with Agent 007 and Agent Cub on a confidential project under the assignment of Commander Fury. Please note that Agent 8's status has now been changed to KIA. Agent Hawkeye and Agent Black Widow please report to base. Thank you.*

Robin's eyes blinked. Once. Twice. One word ran through his mind over and over. No. No. No. No. NO. He pulled back from the screen. Raven, sensing his emotions closed the window, letting his brain process the information. No way. Agent 8 KIA? That is the last agent you expect to have that status. MIA? Unlikely. Fired? Maybe. Retired? Sure. But, KIA? Impossible. But, it was there. Agent 8 is gone. Gone from the world with a snap of two fingers. How ironic that it is the eve before the 2 years anniversary of Robin leaving SHIELD. The day before he was going to pay a little visit to the very base both he and Agent 8 had grew up in. The plan that Robin had devised two years ago, gone, down the drain; as sudden as Agent 8 had disappeared. Poof.