Disclaimer: The only character I own is 'The woman' but I only half own her, I'll explain it at the end because 'SPOILERS'

CHAPTER 1:

It was the worst night of the week for Tim and Damian, Batman put them together to find Two-Face and it was proving to be a very bad idea.

"Red Robin, Robin, have you two found anything?" Batman asked.

"No nothing yet and I must say that it would be a lot easier to track down Two-Face without being stuck with this imbecile" Damian replied.

"And just being near this brat decreases my brain cells" Tim complained.

"Tt. What brain cells?"

"Shut up, demon"

"Take your own advice"

"Boys, shut up!" Batman commanded.

"Yes sir" Tim replied sarcastically. "I can hear you glaring" He stated after a short silence.

"What?" Batman asked confused.

"When you glare, it makes a buzzing sound" He replied casually.

Damian looked at him disapprovingly. "I hate to agree with Drake, but he's right, in a sense"

"If the demon agrees with me, you know it's true"

Batman sighed and turned his comm link off. Tim and Damian continued looking around the empty streets separately. Damian felt a presence behind him and was pulled back. He tried to get out of his captors grip but failed so he did the one thing he could think of.

"DRAKE!" He yelled out "DRAKE GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME!"

He couldn't yell out 'Red Robin' because it was too long of a name and he wouldn't admit it but he was scared, he thought that the league was after him and he really didn't want to go back, so he completely forgot about secret identities.

"Tch, tch, quiet boy, somebody might hear you" A females heavy Russian accent rang out from behind him.

"Who are you?" Damian growled.

"Names do not matter, blindfold him"

"Hey!" Damian protested as his vision went black.

The woman rolled her eyes. "Let's go"

(LINE BREAK)

Tim was walking around the inside of an old house when he heard Damian call out.

"DRAKE! DRAKE GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME!"

'Sounds like the demon needs some help' He walked toward the source of Damian's voice and saw him being forced into a black car.

Damian was still desperately trying to get away but failing. Tim's protective instincts switched on and he went to help but someone grabbed him from behind. He turned his head around to see two men dressed in full black clothes with trench coats holding one arm each. 'Fashion statement' He thought.

"Let Robin go, what do you want a brat like him for anyway?"

"It does not concern you" One of them answered in monotone.

"As much as he annoys me, he's still my brother and I can't let you take him"

Tim kicked one of the guards in the leg and twisted his arm around, forcing the other to let go. He suddenly cried out in pain as hot metal pierced his side. He fell to the ground clutching his wound and fighting to stay awake. He could hear Damian call out, but it sounded faded.

"TIM!"

He pressed the distress button on his belt before losing the battle against oblivion.

(LINE BREAK)

Damian heard Tim cry out and started to struggle more.

"TIM!" He called out desperately "I swear if you've hurt him, I will kill you! I'll cut off your face and hang you over a pool of sharks!"

"Take the other child along as well, this one seems to care about him" The woman instructed.

"What do you want me for?" Damian asked but the woman had no intention of answering. "Where are you going to take me? And I do not care about him!"

"You talk too much" The woman stabbed a needle into his arm and he tried to fight it but fell unconscious.

Tim was shoved into the back next to Damian and one of the six guards bound their hands and feet.

"Get rid of all their weapons" The woman ordered