Oh my gods it a miracle AN UPDATE! I am so sorry about the lack of them on all of my YJ stories lately,without the show for inspiration and as a reminder of the characters awesomeness writer's block has slowly been killing me... Anyway sorry for Jay's mouth it's just how I see him... swearing... a lot. Also y'all can thank Potter4me for getting my butt in gear, reminding me of my YJ stories and making me incredibly guilty despite my writers block and helping me through it a bit! YAY CHEERS FOR POTTER4ME!

Disclaimer~ *growls*

Time For Change

Robin's POV

It wasn't fair! Dick was wrapped head to toe in bandages, near death while the manic that did it to him runs free. Not only that but even when that bastard is caught the worst that will happen to him is being put into a body cast for a few months only to break out again and continue hurting others while Dick could die for saving me. How was it fair that the heroes always died while the villains got off scot free, spending a few months in jail before breaking out again? No, I was done with that shit, done with the damn code heroes lived by, I wasn't going to let Joker get away with another murder, not after what he did to Dick. Rage builds inside me and I resist to punch another wall like I did while in the Watchtower infirmary. As of now I was roaming Gotham streets alone, having ditched Barbara and changed into civilian clothes, knowing I could found out much more on the streets where I had practically grown up. I pull my hood a little lower over my face, tilting it towards the ground and shove my hands deep into my pockets, rounding the corner into one of the worse parts of Gotham. As I walked the buildings became shabbier, graffiti covering every free inch, streetlights broken. From the alleys I could hear screams and saw a gang descend on a single man out of the corner of my eye. I grit my teeth knowing I couldn't help while out of costume and the man being attacker looked like one of them anyway, probably ratted them out or something. I take another turn, down an empty alley and hear footsteps follow me. I reach the end of the alley and slowly turn around seeing the gang members now blocking my exit, blood staining their clothes, no doubt from the guy they had just murdered.

"Hey kid, what are you doing on in this side of Gotham?" One guy, I assumed the leader, asks stepping forward and cracking his knuckles while giving me a toothy grin. I give him a glare.

"You really don't want to mess with me" I threaten "And don't you f***ing call me a kid" I hiss, my own fists clenching. The man laughs.

"Listen to that boys, the little street rat is trying to play tough! Guess we oughta beat... " the gang leader doesn't get to finish his sentence, my fist flying forward to punch him in the jaw, a loud crack! sounding from the impact as I shatter his jaw. He falls back in surprise and pain and his lackeys stare at me for a moment in shock before drawing their guns and firing. My training kicks in and I dodge the bullets, jumping into their midst so they would take down each other. My plan works perfectly, cries of pain heard from around me and I jump out with ease, knocking the rest out quickly.

"I told you not to mess with me" I growl, kneeling beside the leader and knocking him out with a single punch to the temple. I walk back over to his goons, many writhing in pain from gunshot wounds inflicted by others of the same group. I kneel beside one and grab his pistol from where he dropped it when his hands flew to his knee where he was shot. I click it opening seeing it full save a single bullet. "Thanks for the gun, it should be useful for my revenge" I tell the man, knocking him out more out of pity so he wouldn't feel the pain as he bled out, if he was lucky the police would get here in time if not he would be dead. I knock the rest of them out and walk to the end of the alley, lifting the manhole cover there with some struggling and jump down, dropping it back into place. I bring out a flashlight and flick it on, lighting my path. I begin to walk down a familiar path, this having been one of my many stash spots for the loot I stole until Batman caught me trying to jack his tires. I spot the little alcove in the wall, still full with some of my old stuff, and reach in pulling out some spare bullets and a jacket, too big when I first snatched it but small enough now. I pull of my hoodie and replace it with the jacket on, stuffing the gun and bullets in its pockets. I also pull out my old weapon of choice, a jagged knife, a stuff that into my belt for easy reach. I smile and quickly head back the way I came now prepared, pulling out my Robin mask and plastering it to my face. This time Joker wasn't going to Arkham just so he could break out again, this time I would get my revenge for all of the people he's killed and for Dick. Joker was never going to kill anyone again, it was time for a change in the system.

Well I hope you all enjoyed despite its lateness! As always please

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~Lakeshine

ALSO

Hey everyone I just received some serious hate from one reviewer the other day, telling me that me and my work totally sucks and that I should give up all hope on being a writer. I just want to say to all you other writers out there, the good, the bad , the astounding, and those in between that no matter how others view your work that if you enjoy writing, if its your passion, you should never give up on it. is a site where you are, or at least should be, able to post your stories for others to see in peace and to hopefully improve from others constructive criticism NOT a place where others can tear you down and tell you that you suck and should give up. Sure there is always room for improvement but if you enjoy what you're doing you should always continue it no matter what others think! If anyone needs any help with this or would like some help to improve please feel free to ask because I'll always do my best to help and remember to never let others tell you to stop doing something you love. Please feel free to spread this message to others so no one feels like they should give up do to one nasty person's views!-Lakeshine