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Gotham City
Some time after Midnight
Fifteen year old Tim Drake, dressed in his Robin suit, swung from building to building on his grappling hook. Normally, he would be reveling in the sensation; however, he was far too angry to enjoy it. He had just had another argument with his father. His father wanted him to spend more time at home with him and Dana rather than at Wayne manor. Tim however liked spending time at Wayne Manor, besides the obvious vigilante reasons, He liked spending time with Cass and Alfred, and occasionally Bruce and Dick, when they were around. Also, The Manor was a place where he and Steph could share some private moments as a couple, not that he would ever say that aloud. Besides all this, Tim also admitted to himself that a small part of himself harbored resentment for his father. He was not around for most of his life, to busy with business trips, and only wants to spend time with him now that his mom died. During the months Jack was missing, Bruce had acted more like a father to him than Jack had ever been.
Robin landed on a rooftop, retracted his grapple and sighed. He knew that he and his father would need to talk about this….eventually. However, he knew that no matter what, he could never tell his father of his identity as Robin. The knowledge was to dangerous, aside from his dad's reaction, grimacing as he imaged it. That knowledge could not fall into civilian hands, no matter what. If his dad found out his identity, it wouldn't take long to work out Batman's, and that is some thing Tim would not allow to happen.
Robin shook his head, banishing his personal thoughts from his mind. He needed to focus on the job now. It had been quiet knight he thought as walked over to ledge. Almost too quiet, particularly for a night in Gotham City.
"Help, oh please help!"
Robin turned his head to the left and looked downward. A woman looked as though she was having her purse snatched by two thugs. Robin smiled sheepishly. Spoke too soon, didn't he? Robin took out his grappling hook as he jumped of the roof top. He shot it off and it wrapped it self around a metal stairwell on the side of an apartment. He swung down to them and slammed the two crook heads together, knocking them out instantly. Robin flipped around in the air and landed facing the unconscious crooks. Robin smiled brightly.
"That should even things up." He said confidently.
"Not really. Bird-boy." The women said cheerily.
Confused, Robin turned around only to be hit in the face by a large mallet. "Harley," he thought before he blacked out.
Harley Quinn smiled, proud of her work before turning her right.
"Hey, mistah' J, we got him!" She shouted.
Out of the Shadows walked The Joker, smiling maliciously, his red eyes gleaming insanely. He took one look at the unconscious form of Robin before laughing insanely and manically.
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