Too Young To Save Them

by supercasey

In an AU where every hero is in the Mob while every villain is a hero. A young 13 year old Robin must face the world as The Titans number 1 assassin, but is this Robins real destiny, or is he cursed to run from the law forever? Characters may be a bit OOC, sorry in advance. Rated M for mature themes and mention of rape. Robins P.O.V. throughout most of story. Please Review!

2. Chapter 2

Too Young To Save Them

Chapter 2

Robins POV

A/N: Sup guys, sorry that the chapters so short, but I'm hoping to add the Teen Titans soon enough. But I'm loving the idea that I've got planned for this story Arc, which is actually the only the story that I have most of planned out, which actually makes me look like a pretty shitty writer, so sorry I guess. Anyways, new chapter!

I sat there silently as The Bat drove us through down town Gotham, he kept looking at me curiously as he drove quietly, I was thankful for the space. The silence soon was broken as Bat cleared his throat to get my attention, I starred at him with a look of pain and fear painted onto my face.

"Listen, Dick. I know that this will be very hard for you to go through, but I'll be here 100% of the way. It's okay to cry in front of me, I won't judge you for it, I cryed when I lost my parents too." Bruce said as he ruffled my hair a bit before returning his attention to the road ahead.

I nodded as I starred off into space. My parents were dead, I was just kiddnapped by a guy dressed up like a bat cross breed with a soldier from WWI, and I'm a criminal. I tryed to not look at Bruce as he pulled up into a cave filled with amazing technology and equipment of all kinds. I didn't even notice until Bruce picked me up out of the passenger seat. He carried me up a flight of stone stairs and into the entrance of the cave which lead to a massive mansion. I closed my eyes as he strooled down the hallway to a large room with a bed in the the corner, he placed me under the covers and smiled at me as he left me to get some much needed sleep.

At exactly one AM, I awoke crying and screaming from an incredibly violent nightmare. Bruce waisted no time in running into the room and holding me as I sobbed into his chest, I had never been so afraid in my entire life.

"NU! Mami, tati! Nu mă lăsa aici, eu nu sunt destul de puternic pentru a avea grijă de mine! Nu sari, E o capcană, nu!" I screamed in Romanian. "Nu mă lăsa, trezește-te! Nu pot, nu fără tine!"

("NO! Mommy, daddy! Don't leave me here, I'm not strong enough to take care of myself! Don't jump, It's a trap, NO!") ("Don't leave me, wake up! I can't, not without you!")

"Richard," Bruce whisspered into my ear, "It's okay, I'm here, I will never leave you."

We stayed like that for what felt like years, but it was fine with us, we were together. I finally felt warmth coming from him, he finally felt like aother human being.

I finally felt safe again, because I had a daddy to protect me from now on.