Gotham
It was a cesspool of human filth. The streets were lined with drug dealers, maniacs, psychopaths, and everything else. Of course it wasn't the worst; no Blüdhaven topped the list on that one. But Gotham was right up there on the list. However it had its protector, it had the person that it needed but didn't quite deserve. That person was currently sitting in a dark cave, the sounds of bats rustling a chatting somewhere in the deep parts of the cavern as the dark figure worked on a case long and hard. This case, however, was a personal matter.
Batman. The Dark Knight. The Caped Crusader. It was late, but that was nothing but a number to him. Usually he's be making his rounds around Gotham, making sure the filth was cleaned up off the streets and trying to keep down crime as well as he could through fear. But now... That could wait.
"Master Wayne, have you come to any conclusion about dear Richard?" Alfred inquired as he stepped next to Bruce, setting a cup of coffee on his desk.
Bruce sighed with a grunt as he shook his head, his eyes glued to the large monitor playing the footage from his tower in slow motion. Bruce sat in his chair with only his cowl off, other than that he was wearing he would wear every night as Batman.
Bruce's eyes grew tired as he looked away from the monitor. He had soon this footage hundreds of times since his tower had been attacked. The orange and black suit adorning Robin instead of his colorful red, green, yellow, and black costume.
"I don't understand, Alfred. Why would Dick do something like this? It doesn't make sense." Bruce said as he stared at the scene of Robin fighting his team. "There has to be something, and it has to do with that symbol. That S." Bruce says as he scrutinizes the insignia plated on Robin's chest.
Alfred sighs with a nod of his head, "Very wrong. Young Master Richard would never do such a thing willingly. You know him. You have stayed out of his life for so long, Master Wayne. I think you need to step back in." Alfred tells him wisely as he looks down at Bruce.
"I have to now... Whoever's doing this, the attack on my tower is obviously a huge threat if he knows our identity's. I suppose I should stop by Jump City to find out exactly what's going on." Bruce says as the footage cuts with the scene of the Titans unconscious on the top of the building and Robin gone. "I'll leave tonight. Be there in the morning to scout the city and meet these Teen Titans in person." Bruce says as he stands up and grabs his cowl before he pulls it on.
"I'll keep you posted, Alfred. We'll get Dick back." He tells him as he towers over the old man who's acted like a father to him since he was a child. The Dark Knight's cape draped over his shoulder's, casting him in shadows in the dark cave.
"Please do, sir. Unharmed and safe is all I hope for." Alfred tell him with a nod of his head.
"I will." Batman say with a nod before he turns and heads towards the middle of his cave, where his vehicles were kept in a line. As he boarded the Batwing he heard Alfred call out to him once again.
"Please do be careful, Master Wayne. And put the water beneath the bridge regarding Richard." He advices him as he looks at Bruce who was getting ready to leave.
"We'll see. I never dealt with things all too well." Bruce tells him as he close the hood of the Batwing and opens the entrance to the cave.
Now he was going to have to take matters into his own hands.
A/U:
Short chapter. I know. But it's the revised one know. The story lives again and I'll be updating more. I've recently gotten the inspiration to write so there'll be more soon. Don't worry guys. Read and review, and I'll try to update within the next few days. Just yell at me a couple times and it'll come up. Those who have stayed, I honestly freaking love you.
-DoP014