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ROBIN

"Cyborg!"

Changeling's gasp alerts us to our teammate's return. I turn around just in time to see the green girl pull our dinged and battered metal companion into a hug moments after Cyborg enters the main room.

"A soldier returns!" Starfire laughs, walking over and giving Cyborg a pat on the back as she tries to pull away from our green teammate. "We were very worried, friend! It is not often that those who go missing in action return by their own power!"

"Yeah, well, I'm fine." The metal girl says with a tired smile, still trying to push Changeling away. "But man, you would not believe the things we have living underneath the city."

"The criminal underworld is indeed a strange place." I say solemnly. Memories, bad ones, flood my mind. Gotham's criminals are not the strangest perhaps, but they are far from normal, I know that all too well.

Ridding myself of the less than pleasant thoughts, I too make my way over to our metal companion and lean against the wall, watching as she dislodges Changeling.

"Now," Cyborg grunts after a moment, finally pushing free of Changeling. "If y'all don't mind, I need to go repair myself." She pauses for a moment. "Do any of you got an idea where those HIVE kids are?"

"Jail." I say, somewhat proudly. "The small one tried to ambush us again, but Changeling sniffed her out."

"Rocket fuel." Changeling chuckles. "Very strong smell."

Cyborg blinks in surprise. "Well that's a surprise." She gives an easy grin. "Guess you don't need me at all huh?"

I open my mouth to protest before she waves it off.

"Kidding." The metal girl chuckles. "Alright, I'm off. See y'all at dinner."

Considering she nearly died two hours ago, I'm surprised at how calm she is. You think nearly having her head crushed by a chunk of concrete would at least faze her slightly.

"It is good to see our teammate unharmed." Starfire says after a moment. "Relatively, that is."

"No kidding!" Says Changeling with a relieved grin. "I told you Cy was too tough to be taken down!"

With Cyborg safely back in the tower, we resumed what we had been doing before: sweeping the tower for bugs, and checking all the electronics for viruses and such. It is an extremely long process, hence why we had been at it for two hours before Cyborg made her triumphant return.

Granted, the process was made all the slower by Starfire's difficulty comprehending Earth technology, and the fact that Crow had disappeared once more.

So far, it seems that the HIVE hadn't bothered to do much to the tower at all. A few things in our room were out of place, and my computer had wiped itself, and for some reason the kitchen showed evidence of a pretty severe fire and was now soaking wet.

I have to honestly wonder what the HIVE's plan was. They didn't bother to finish off Cyborg when she fell, and used relatively low-powered attacks all around. I'm sure the midget could have whipped up a proper gun to attack us rather than a seismic blaster, and could have probably severely injured Starfire rather than just removing him from the fight the first time around. The witch could have easily taken me out when I was unconscious regardless of Cyborg standing over me, and the giant girl allowed herself to be overpowered by Changeling in terms of brute strength.

I get the feeling that they really didn't want to kill us, or even severely injure us; physically that is, my ego is still smarting from that first fight…

But that leaves so many unanswered questions: If they're villains, why would they let us go so easily? Is it some moral code, or simple reluctance? And who is this 'Rose'? Is she some sort of benefactor, or their boss? Did the HIVE have orders, or were they just doing their own thing?

I have lots to think about.

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It was after a late dinner, when I was waiting for my computer to recover its data from the backup located in the Batcomputer, when I sat down at my desk and started to write this letter.

Why?

I was thinking back on the day. What struck me first was how terrible it was; two supervillain attacks, Cyborg had three, they were all terrible and uncoordinated fights on the Titans' part; and then we had that fact that we were not able to get in half the training I had wanted.

But what struck me the most was how Batwoman and my old home had haunted my mind all day. I mulled it over in my mind as the progress bar on my computer slowly crept up, debating why I couldn't shake my mentor off.

And then, as the progress bar hit 20%, it struck me.

I missed her.

It was a ridiculous thought; she's the entire reason I left after all, but there was one thing she gave to me that I could sorely use right now.

Guidance.

I'm not as much of a fool as Changeling would have the others believe. I'm not totally oblivious, I know I'm not perfect, and I could use some help here; I've never lead a team before.

Granted, neither has Batwoman, but teaching me, Batboy, and being a key member of the Justice League at least gives her some experience.

The main problem is, of course, that I do not want to talk to, write to, or otherwise communicate with Batwoman in any shape or form. But who do I talk to then? I'm not sure how much I trust Starfire; and Changeling, Cyborg and Crow all have no experience leading (from what I'm aware that is).

With that all in mind, I sat down at my desk, pulled out a piece of paper, and start writing my letter.

Dear Amelia,

How are you? I hear Brianna held another big party at the manor. Hope you weren't too overworked, I know how you insist on organizing almost everything yourself.

I'm going to get right to why I'm writing this. You know me too well to be fooled by any 'catching up' facade.

I need advice, badly. I'm not good with people, and somehow I find myself needing to lead a team of extreme personalities and varying levels of experience. I have no idea what I'm doing here.

One of my teammates seems almost lazy and is so often my biggest critic, but I've seen firsthand how talented they are and how much they actually know about what's happening, including things I never even considered.

Another teammate is soft-spoken and good-natured. They don't stand out particularly, but have quite the backbone if you push even a little too much. Silk hiding steel if you will.

The third is where many of my problems lie. They are arguably just as experienced as me or the first member I mentioned, but horribly naive about some facets of our work. Being quite the chauvinist doesn't help.

The last one is arguably the weakest in my eyes. From what I've seen they have little experience and few applicable skills. All I have is the reassurance of that first teammate and hints of hidden depths to keep them on the team; well, that and their housekeeping abilities.

I really don't know how to manage them, and they're rather stingy about revealing anything about themselves, minus . Any advice you can give would be greatly appreciated, you've always seemed to understand people so much better than me or Brianna.

Thanks in advance, be sure to stay well,

Rebecca.

I hold up the letter, rereading it half a dozen times before sighing and slipping it into an envelope. I feel pathetic asking for help on such a trivial thing, but Amelia has always been there for me and I have no one else I can turn to.

I could send an email, but someone might trace it to the tower. Better to send a letter from my civilian persona (who supposedly lives in an expensive apartment downtown that is never actually used) and be careful about what I say than take undue risks.

Plus, I can always express ship it. Money makes everything faster after all.

Setting a reminder to ship the letter, I'm happy to discover that my data finished recovering from the backup while I was writing. Stretching my fingers, I get to work typing up a report on the day's events. A task which occupies me well into the night until a different reminder tells me to get my ass to bed.

As I pull the covers up and let the darkness claim me. I can't help but fear that today was only a small taste of what Jump's criminal element has to offer.

Just one perspective this time! For the last few chapters I've been using a few people and it bugs me.