RED ROBIN TALON IN A HAYSTACK

Disclaimer: I own nothing the only thing I own in my OC Sasha, not the Talon persona, but Sasha is mine.

THE FIELD

Tim stalked through the factory after a few minutes and taking out a few more armed men he came into what looked like the main experimentation room.

But it was empty.

"The Hell?" he couldn't believe his eyes the whole room which had enough space to hold analyzers, synthesizers and electron microscopes… was empty.

Tim pressed the 'talk' button on his communicator.

"Red Robin to Nightrunner and Talon…"

"We're here, what's up?"

"This place is empty."

"What are you talking about? If it's empty then why are there so many guards here?"

"I don't know but something isn't right I th- -"

Nightrunner's eyes widened as Tim was unexpectedly cut off.

"Red Robin? ... TIM! Are you there?" there was no reply.

"Nightrunner?" Talon asked slightly scared. So far she like Tim she didn't want him to get hurt, especially not on her first mission.

Nightrunner looked at her a mix of emotions including fear; worry and sympathy for his young friend were going through his head.

"Tim will be fine we the com link probably just died." Said the hopeful crime fighter, of course he didn't know if Tim was alive or not and he was certain that Talon knew that too.

"ohhhh…." Tim woke up with a splitting headache. From what he could remember someone hit him over the head with a crowbar or a wrecking ball would be more fitting with the headache he had.

After a few minutes of searing pain Tim's head cleared enough for him to see where he was.

The room was dark; it was some kind of testing room, dark and creepy. He was strapped down to some kind of hospital bed.

"Awake child?" a man's deep voice came from the shadows.

"Who are you?" the man only laughed in reply "show yourself coward!"

"I could call you the same thing child; after all you do hide behind a mask."

And with that Tim felt a hand go to the part of the cowl that opened for his mouth, rough, calloused fingers griped the cowl strongly and ripped the upper part of his mask off.

And so instead of Red Robin Tim Drake-Wayne the adoptive son of Bruce Wayne stood before the unknown villain who had so easily captured him.

"No…" he whispered involuntarily he wished it wasn't so but he was exposed. Or at least he thought he was.

For now his captor revealed himself to Tim and even though he fought hard to keep it down a small trace of fear crept into his heart and probably his eyes.

"Bane…"

GUYS IT'S BEEN TOO LONG! I AM SO SORRY IT'S BEEN SO LONG AND THAT THIS CHAPTER PROBABLY DOESN'T LIVE UP TO EXPECTATIONS. I PROMISE YOU WILL GET A BETTER CHAPTER NEXT TIME. THANKS FOR READING AND PLEASE REVIEW!