Chapter 1

A/N:

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14:30:00 Gotham Academy

'This has got to be the worst day in the history of worst days' Tim thought, before being pulled from his thoughts.

"Timothy Drake, please this question." The teacher asked while the whole class laughed.

"What is the question again, Ms. Thorn?" Tim asked with a sheepish smile, again with the class laughing.

"So irresponsible, what is the sq-" Ms. Thorn started before the bell rang. Everyone bolted except for Tim packing up the rest of his stuff. When Ms. Thorn came up to him and sat on her knees, softening her voice. "Timothy, this is the second time this month you have zoned out in class, I can't risk you failing this class."

"I know, Ms. Thorn, but I promise it won't happen again." Tim said keeping his real emotions out of his face.

"Okay, now you better get off to class, I don't want you to be late." Ms. Thorn said getting up smiling at him.

"Thank you, have a nice day, Ms. Thorn." Tim said as he walked out of the room walking toward his art class. When he was down the hall the tardy bell rang.

'Of course I am late.' Tim groaned as he walked into the classroom.

"Timothy, you are late." The teacher said as the class laughed.

"Yes, I know, sorry, Mr. Carlson." Tim said looking down at the floor going to his chair. As Mr. Carlson walked by he looked at Tim drawing in his sketch book.

"Timothy, you know that, that isn't what we are currently working on?" Mr. Carlson asked.

"It's just Tim, Mr. Carlson, and yes, but I finished the current project." Tim said as he took out the project and handed the portrait to him.

"Wow, this is one of the best portraits I have ever seen! Although," Mr. Carlson said getting closer to Tim and lowering his voice. "I would recommend you draw more than Batman, and not be late to class. I will let this one slide and I won't tell anyone." Mr. Carlson stood back up smiling and winking at Tim before walking away.

"Thank you, Mr. Carlson." Tim said smiling with a little blush on his cheeks before he went back to drawing in his sketch pad.

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When the final bell rang, Tim bolted for his locker to dodge the upperclassmen, until he heard. "Hey, street rat." Someone yelled behind him and Tim sighed internally. Tim kept walking to his locker, ignoring the side comment. "Hey, I am talking to you, street rat!"

Suddenly Tim was lifted into the air by his collar. "Oh, hey guys! How's it going?" Tim asked smiling

"Where is the paper I asked for, street rat?" the guy holding him up asked angrily.

"Oh, that paper, right, I didn't finish it yet… so, yeah." Tim said 'If only I wasn't Tim Drake, the 'street rat', ward of Bruce Wayne, rather than Robin the Boy Wonder, so I could teach them a lesson.' He thought

"Oh, being a smart ass are we? Well, then we can't award behavior like that." The guy said punching Tim in the eye and dropping him. "That paper better be done by tomorrow, or else." He said glaring at Tim, while walking away.

"Hey, are you okay?" someone asked from behind him.

"Yeah, I am fine." Tim said getting up, looking back to see a girl with blonde hair.

"Sorry, if Josh hurt you mentally… or physically." She said looking at Tim's eye. "Are you okay, for real? Your eye is swelling."

Tim started to walk to his locker again. "Yeah, I am us-" Tim started to say before he saw a flash of black go past the window. 'Bruce!' "-ed to it." He finished as he got to his locker getting his bag.

"If you say so, my name is Stephanie, by the way." She said.

"Tim Drake, other than your boyfriend's desire to lecture me as 'street rat'." Tim said closing his locker heading for the front of the school.

Stephanie rolled her eyes and scoffed. "He is anything but a boyfriend, and besides we aren't even dating he just tells everyone to make himself look better." She said as they reached the front of the school. "Well, anyway, it was nice knowing you, Tim." She said holding out her hand, Tim gladly shook her hand.

"It was a pleasure." Tim said as he left the building and got into the black limo, Bruce is just forcing him to ride in. "Hello Alfred." He said as he put his bag on the floor.

"Hello, Master Timothy, how was school today?" Alfred asked looking at Tim's swollen eye worriedly.

"Oh you know, tardy here, dousing off on accident there, punch to the eye there. *cough* couple more punches to the stomach *cough*" Tim said lowering his voice for the last two. "Anyway, and I had a visit from you-know-who." Tim glared 'Why does he have to get into my personal life?' he thought

"Sorry, for the misconclusion, but Master Bruce is in a board meeting and no sighting of Batman or Robin." Alfred said looking through the rear view mirror at Tim.

Tim raised an eyebrow "Then explain why I saw a flash of BLACK run across the window?" Tim asked

"I don't know, Master Timothy." Alfred said

"Is Bruce still in the board meeting?" Tim asked

"I believe so, why?" Alfred asked

"Tell him I will be at the cave." Tim said as they pulled into the Wayne Manor driveway. Tim got out of the car and went to the Batcave and put on his Robin costume going through the zeta tube and into the cave.

"Robin B-20." The computer announced as Robin entered the cave.

"Hello? Connor? M'Gann? Anyone?" Robin called out but he was greeted with silence. As Robin checked the cave he couldn't find anyone. Guessing everyone is out doing something, he sat on the couch and in minutes he passed out.

Couple hours later the computer called "Guest A-12, code access granted: zeta beams shut down."

Robin was on his feet looking at the 'guest' in front of him. "Who are you?" Robin asked

"Hello to you too, Robin, or… should I say, Baby Bird?" he asked

Robin's eyes widened 'Only Nightwing says that… unless…' he thought

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A/N: Cliffhanger. Sorry for those who are reading "Hiding" it came to the point where I was running out of ideas, and I am sorry for that. It will be finished by summer of 2016, I can promise you that. Again, I am sorry.