Disclamer:...I know I left the spaces out...I was talking fast...

Title: Alone
Summary: After Robins apprenticeship with Slade he gets kidnapped by a group of villains(mad mod mumbo jumbo, and red x)and Slade vows to get him back. Also: BATMAN COMES IN...This was written for a contest...
Rating: T
Characters: Robin and Slade
Paring: !

Special thanks to: DarkAngelHunter who helped me post this because I don't have a Microsoft for it. The Puzzler of Riddles who held the contest

Chapter One

Slade watched his apprentice sleep through the dirty window of the solid steal door. It was easy to see he was sick; probably a high fever, but Slade ignored that. He hated to see Robin in pain unless it was caused by him, but he was happy to see Robin fighting this off to. It made him proud to know his little Robin could be stubborn even with a fever.

Robin sat up in his room at Titans Tower. It had been a week since the Titans had saved him. And it was starting to scare him that he still woke up screaming at night thinking he was still with Slade. He knew it was time to end it all. He just wanted the nightmares to go away. He wanted the screams to stop.

He needed advice.

He needed Batman.

"He can tell you why you want to go back to Slade."Robin sighed to himself. He sat up, reaching for the phone that sat on the nightstand next to his bed.

He can tell you how horrible you are for wanting that. A voice agued in the back of his mind. Do you really think he's going to be all understanding when you tell Brucey you want to go back to the world's most wanted man's side?

Robin ignored the sneering voice as he dialed the number. He placed the phone to his ear, hearing the ring a couple of times before a click and then the familiar voice of his guardian.

"Hello. Bruce Wayne speaking."

"Bruce..."Robin choked back tears.

"Richard? Is that really you?"

"Yeah." Robin murmured, almost smacking himself in the head for sounding so weak. It was a simple phone call, nothing more.

"What's the matter Richard?" Bruce sounded like he was frowning on the other side of the phone. It almost made Robin laugh that he knew the old man so well.

"I need help." Robin replied. Something creaked in the corner of the room, making Robin pause to see. When he saw nothing he shrugged, marking it off as the rain and wind hitting against the side of the Tower.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt, do you need me to come to the Tower?" Bruce asked urgency and concern in his voice.

This time Robin did laugh. Bruce always panicked whenever he said he needed help. Even on the simplest of things. "No, no. Yessh, you always jump to the wrong conclusion. I just need some advice on somet-"

He was cut off.

On Bruce's side he could hear the sound of glass breaking, Robin's screams, unfamiliar voices barking orders to shut him up, and then a thump-thud.

On Robin's side his window shattered, sending shards of glass flying. Robin screamed in surprise, jumping from his bed to grab a weapon tucked secretly under his bed which caused him to drop the phone. A pair of hands grabbed him, holding him down as another figure tied his hands and legs together. He was about to call his team for help when a cloth was placed over his mouth and nose.

Robin struggles became weaker and weaker as be breathed in the sickening order the cloth was coated in. As his consciousness began to fade, he could hear the voices of people talking. Then something hard hit him in the back of the head, effectively knocking him out completely.

"Hello? Kid you there? HEY!ROBIN?"

The telephone swung uselessly back and forth on the cord.

Ok that's chapter one :)...next chapter comes when I turn a little more about Batman...