Disclaimers: I don't own batman or any characters, yeshua's mine, though anybody interested in buying him?
………………………………………………………………………………………….
Darkness and Shadows
Chapter 1- Mysteries
Gotham city: city of darkness, crime, downfall and redemption; the city where the only difference between night and day can be seen on electronic clocks. On this particular night, a man runs, pursued by an unseen force.
"O, I have him in my sights. Contact GCPD with the following coordinates…"
"Already done, boy wonder… good hunting. And oh B wants to talk to you and N at the cave."
This bonus information clearly did not surprise the red-clad, masked figure. He had been expecting a reprimand from Bruce ever since he helped Dick out on a case without informing Oracle of his whereabouts.
While freefalling to his prey, he decided to play around for a while and take out his frustrations on the criminal. After all, he could reason out to the Bat later that the man chose to fight him instead of running.
Landing on front of his visibly shaken target, he smirked when he saw relief flood the features of the criminal. This reaction was commonly what he encountered. Criminals, who thought they were being chased by the urban legend known as the Batman, were often relieved when they saw that what confronted them was a teenager wearing a red and black costume.
Whipping out a gun, the criminal (who by know has regained some of his confidence) spoke harshly in a tone meant to scare of little old ladies and teenagers wearing pajamas "get lost, kid."
The confidence was gone when a split second after he spoke, a sharp pain in his hand caused him to drop the gun.
Smirking after the 'rang hit the target's hand, robin waited for the criminal's next move.
Seemingly getting more and more desperate, the man chose to attack the teenager… bad move. His punches seemed to meet thin air as he tried to focus on the red blur that had a bad habit of staying just out of his field of vision.
Tim felt that he had let the game go far enough and moved fluidly to the side of the man and quickly dealt him a punch that knocked the man unconscious.
Moving quickly, he took out a pair of plastic cuffs and knelt beside the unconscious body.
"I must be getting stronger" Tim Drake (or Robin as he was attired at the moment) thought to himself, "I didn't even feel that last punch"
It was too late when he realized what the implications of that last thought were. The criminal exploded beside him and dealt him a series of blows that, to the untrained eye, only seemed to be light touches.
Tim felt the first touch to his arm and felt the numbness that the touch left in its wake. Each touch to his body caused more and more of his nerves to shut down and more and more of his muscles to be paralyzed.
The criminal stood over the paralyzed and red-costumed Tim Drake. He knew that the pressure points he targeted would only cause paralysis and thus, Robin was still able to hear and understand him.
He said two words to the still form as he walked away: "Tell Bruce, I'm looking for him."