Here's the prologue for Robin:Betrayal. I'll be getting to work on the first chapter soon, just wanted to get this up to let everyone know I'm actually going to do it haha! As I've said before, this story is a prequel to WC, the Nightwing story that some people seem to be digging. Hope you guys enjoy this little prologue and let me know what you think! God Bless

DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS FIC ARE PROPERTY OF DC COMICS. THE STORY IS MINE.


"Look out, Dick!" Batman yelled, as a spear covered in some sort of black energy was hurled towards Nightwing.

He could only watch in horror as the spear met its target, entering Nightwing's body through the right side of his lower back. Nightwing sank to the floor with a shriek of pain. Thinking fast, Batman produced five small, round spheres from his belt and threw them forward. Upon hitting the floor, the smoke pellets began filling the Batcave with a white haze. He made his way over to where his former partner lay in a heap, writhing in pain, unable to move or speak. He easily broke off part of the spear with a quick snap, then, taking Nightwing in his arms, he headed deeper into the cave.

"Tim, you and the others hold them off for two more minutes then follow us!" he ordered.

"Sure thing! You hear that guys, we've got two more minutes of butt-kicking before our naps!" he shouted, making sure everyone heard.

"Yeah!" Superboy added. "So, let's make them count!"

Robin's eyes narrowed.

This is for my brother you just skewered!

"Titans, go!" he said, charging forward as the others followed close behind.


After getting Nightwing to the operating table in the jet, where Alfred was already seeing to his wound, Batman began prepping for takeoff. He looked through the windshield to see the Titans making their way towards the jet. As soon as they all boarded, the door latched behind them. Batman took his place in the pilot seat.

"Tim, you're co-pilot." He said, motioning to the seat on his right.

Robin nodded and quickly took his seat.

"You guys might want to buckle in. It's going to be a bumpy ride." Robin said over his shoulder, putting on the headset.

Everyone did as they were told, without a word. No one felt like arguing at the moment, not after what had just happened. Robin began going over everything in his head, not forgetting to make all of the routine takeoff checks.

"We're ready for takeoff, Batman."

"Good job, Tim." Batman replied.

The jet took off with a burst of speed. The sun was just peaking over the horizon as they left Gotham behind.

"Where do we go from here, Bruce?" Robin asked.

"The Watchtower." He replied, punching in the coordinates. "I'm going to check on Dick."

He set the autopilot, got up from his seat and turned toward the back of the jet.

"Let me know when we get close to those coordinates."

He waited for Robin's nod, then, left the room.

"Well, what the hell are we going to do now?" Robin said out loud.

"I don't know." Superboy replied with a sigh. "Maybe the Justice League can help."

"Don't count on it, Connor." Robin replied, clenching his fist. "I'm pretty sure they won't dirty their hands with this. I doubt they even care." He paused for a moment, then continued. "I still can't believe this! I mean, how could this have happened to her? There were no warning signs whatsoever!"

"I'm not sure Robin, but we're going to find out." Beast Boy said, taking off his seatbelt and standing to his feet. "With all the bells and whistles on this thing I hope you didn't forget to stock it with a fridge. I'm dying of thirst here."

Robin couldn't help but smile.

"Sure thing." He pressed a button on the console, releasing a small fridge from the wall. "And while your over there, toss me a soda, Gar."

"You got it,Tim!"

Taking his seat, Beast boy tossed Robin a can of soda. Popping the tab, Robin took a sip, then, motioned to the fridge.

"You guys can all help yourselves to anything you need."

Starfire spoke up for the first time since they left the ground. "How can we eat and drink at a time like this? Our friend has turned against us! Doesn't that bother you in the least?"

"Of course it does Star, but, we've got to get Nightwing taken care of first, then we can worry about Raven." He couldn't help but crack a smile. "Y'know, it's funny…"

"What's funny?" Ravager asked.

"I never thought the current Titans would be teaming up with some of the "old vets" to take on one of their own."

"I know," Wonder Girl replied. "it's hard to believe. What are we going to do now? I mean, we have to find some way to snap her out of it!"

"Or we could just end it the easy way." Ravager said casually.

"Do not say such things!" Starfire yelled. "She is my friend and I will not tolerate that kind of talk!"

"And just what are you going to do about it?" Ravager retorted, getting up from her seat.

"Why don't I just show you!"

Starfire stood up to face Ravager, hands glowing.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Robin said, stepping between them. "Ravager, you know we don't kill, and Starfire, I expect more control from you!"

"I am sorry Robin, you're right; we must not fight each other. I apologize, Ravager."

"Yea, yea, don't get all gushy on me. And… I'm sorry too."

As they both returned to their seats, Flash spoke up. "Well, if we're all done playing 'Alpha-Female Smackdown', I think it's time we get the full story here. Robin, you know the most about this situation than the rest of us. Care to break things down?"

"Sure thing, Wally. It all started early this week..."