Robin blinked his eyes rapidly. He wasn't in a graveyard. Jason wasn't there.

"Stupid of course he isn't. He's dead." He muttered to himself. Mask eyes scanned the area to see what looked like a butcher shop. It was kind of unnerving. Why would scarecrow be in a place like this? Carefully moving onward Robin missed the drops of bright scarlet just off to the side. He didn't miss the noise. Chains rattled ever so slightly. Immediately the young boy pulled out his staff. He weaved through the handing pieces of meat and stuck close to the shadows. Fear gripped his heart when he saw Batgirl strung up, bleeding badly.

"Babs!" He dropped his weapon to run to his friend. QUickly he lowered the girl before laying her down and taking off the gag.

"Babs?" With a shaky hand he reached for a pulse. A faint one was there.

"Okay, okay. You're alive. I just need to get help…" But he couldn't. What if he left and she did die? What if he couldn't get help?

"Rob…" the weak mutter came out.

"I'm here."

"He has the… others… came to… find you…"

"The others? Babs what's going on?" Fear was clear in his voice as he looked onto his friend.

"..." No response. Tears trickled down, past his mask, as he stood up. He needed to find the others. To make sure they were safe. He ran through the hallways trying his com, only to get static.

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A.N: I'm back~