Hello people,
I have returned to the land of the typing! This chapter is dedicated to kjesStar, TooAwesomeToRequireAName and BaiMaoRieji, but mainly TooAwesomeToRequireAName for giving me the inspiration for this installment. Just so everyone knows he or his in italics is Batman and he or his is bold is Jason Todd. Okay peoples- read on!
Disclaimer- Still don't own them.
Robin-
I'm not sure where I went wrong, I always was a loyal sidekick. I would always do anything I was told- even if it meant putting myself in the line of fire. I used to think he was the biggest and best of all the people in the world, bigger than even Superman could ever be. Then he began to start being too protective. He started to send me back to the batcave whenever he was about to fight the Joker. It was like I was too weak to be his sidekick anymore. Suddenly, I felt like I was back down to the level of fighting that I had been on when I first began to work with him. It was when he sent me back to keep me away from a couple of drunken teenagers with water pistols that I finally cracked. By the time he was back from patrol I had packed all the belongings I would need to survive away from Gotham. After only a few minutes of yelling I was gone. I would miss Alfred and Barbara but at least I wouldn't have to put up with him anymore. As to where I was going I did not know, however, as long as it was far away from this dingy old place I would be happy.
After a few nights in shifty hotels along the highway I arrived in my new home, Jump City, California. I found a small apartment and quickly discovered where most of the criminals around this place situated themselves. So far I had discovered no metahumans but I knew that they were there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike. I was enjoying being a solo hero, I was finally beginning to lose the prefix of Batman and..., I was just Robin the boy wonder, it was the best feeling I could imagine. Then, my entire life was turned upside down and everything I had been taught became inside out.
It all began with the invasion of the Gordanians. Somehow, I can't exactly recall how I did it, I saved a prisoner named Starfire from her captors, received a green kid known as Beast Boy who called me sir, was chucked a shy and slightly gothic girl named Raven, was the recipient of a cyborg, named Cyborg, who just wanted to fit in, and ended up with a slightly dysfunctional, rather irritating team of unwilling superheroes. I quickly realised that working in a team was more interesting than being solo and, despite their quirks; I began to love all of them. I'm not sure that they quite realised that I enjoyed being in a team with them so much, I'm not even sure I realised it myself, but now I defiantly know I did enjoy it more than I had ever enjoyed something before. I had friends, friends who weren't just being my friend because of my money, friends who didn't even know that I had that much money.
Just when I was finally starting to get the team working together correctly, another bombshell crashed its way into my life. He had replaced me with a kid named Jason Todd, a street urchin that he'd only discovered when he found him stealing the wheels from the batmobile. That Todd kid didn't even care about the golden rule, something that had been well and truly drilled into my head before I could even begin training, never kill a criminal because there still may be a chance of them reforming. He repeatedly left people to die and never obeyed even the most direct of orders. I felt that he was putting the Robin name to shame, so I began training my team harder to hopefully receive some sort of response from my former mentor, some sign that he was prouder of me than of him- it never came.
I felt nothing but resentment and jealousy towards him; he was taking my place against my wishes. Then another bombshell hit, Jason Todd had been murdered by the Joker. I know I should have gone to the funeral but it didn't feel right to attend a funeral of someone I'd never met before. I wrote thousands of letters of apology to him. After all, it wasn't his fault that he liked him more. I soon
realised that I was a complete idiot; instead of welcoming him I avoided him like the plague. I could have had a brother but instead I just made an enemy.
After Jason's death I felt that I had to take a break from crime-fighting. I moved to Bludhaven and began to set up a life as Richard Grayson. I soon realised that Bludhaven needed a hero and as such I became Nightwing. One day I was approached by a young boy named Tim Drake, he knew that I was once Robin and that Bruce Wayne was really Batman. Tim Drake had pictures of just how sloppy Batman's performance was getting without a Robin and he wanted me to return to being Robin. I denied all of his begging and he eventually left my apartment five hours later, defeated. For some reason I was unsurprised when a new Robin began patrolling with Batman six months later.
After the way I had treated Jason I was determent to do things right this time around. When Batman invited me to help train Tim I welcomed the opportunity with open arms. There was something about his determination that stood out to me; he was definitely someone worthy of the mantle of Robin. As I trained him I slowly began to repair my relationship with Batman, it seemed that Tim was a blessing to the entire bat-clan. When eventually he, along with Impulse, Superboy and the second Wondergirl, among others, formed their own branch of the titans, I could honestly say that I had never been prouder.