A/N: So I'm still not sure about publishing this story but there were seven people that said I should and the title is "Seven Days" so... :) Thanks Batman dude, Carl, JokerFan2011, DynamicDuoFanandPhoneGuy and mystery guests for your encouragement.
There are some references to my original character, and a little bit of the plot, from "Silent Retribution" but you don't have to read that one first.
As usual, Batman and Robin are based off the 1960s TV show but go back and forth between genres and are sometimes completely out of any characterization. I write it the way it enters my head, which is not always "historically" accurate. Italics usually represent thoughts to oneself but are sometimes used to add emphasis. I love reviews and constructive criticism is always welcome. Thanks for reading! :)
Prologue:
Conall O'Reilly listened fearfully to the noises produced by the occupants of Cell Block D as he was escorted down the long hall to number 18. Arkham was everything Robin had said it would be – scary, crazy, terrifying – and it was only his third hour inside the place. He wished he could cover his ears but the cuffs holding his wrists together behind his back wouldn't allow it. A moment later he was thankful that he could hear everything. A lilting voice, with a strong touch of creepiness in it, was quietly singing a tuneless song:
"Robin, my baby bird, Joker is coming. Joker is coming for yooooouuu. I can't leave you aliiiiiive 'cuz you stole him awaaaaay. Joker is coming for yooooouuuu."
Joker – Conall knew that name. A small smile crossed his face; maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. He and Joker already had something in common: they both hated Robin.