Your character is able to go to the past just for once. What happened there? What did he / she do? Did he / she cause any problem there?
Robin threw himself backwards, flipping over himself and dropping the smoke bombs as he arched at the highest point. They hit and released just as his feet found the ground again and he spun low on the ground.
Scarecrow's cackling was halted by the smoke and Robin could hear the hits and grunts as Batman must have reached him. He swung back defensively more towards the side, pulling his bo-staff out.
His finger slipped over the release just as he heard a step behind him. His instincts jumped before him and he ducked back down, staff hitting out towards the knee area, someone let out a short yelp.
Robin was already backing up, trying to make sure he could see who was coming up on him, if it was a grunt or something else unknown. It was a good thing he did because somebody he'd never seen before was jumping down where he'd just been.
He took three more steps back, looking him over to try and get a read of what he could do, what he was doing here. It was clear from the monologue Scarecrow was launching into, he'd formed an alliance with whoever this big guy was. He was at least two times the size Tim was, but he didn't bother with it, he only darted to his left and went to hit his weak points with the butt of his bo.
Robin had hit his knees, getting them to buckle, but he'd made a swing even as he fell and the force of it lifted him off of his feet and threw him backwards. Unfortunately, he collided with something a little less hard than the pavement as his head bounced off the back of Batman, both being thrown to the ground from the force of the attack.
Batman glanced at him and Robin nodded back slightly. Then both went into action, Batman setting his hands on the ground, throwing his legs up to knock Scarecrow's weapon from his hands before they both jumped up and switched targets.
Robin was fighting the scarecrow when he heard a more pained grunt than it should have been from Batman. He glanced over, seeing him slumping down from the doorway. He wasn't sure if he was unconscious or not, but he flipped over Scarecrow, knocking his hat off in the process before he kicked him towards the ground from the back.
His next glance had him finding Batman was starting to get up, slowly, and that guy from before was messing with a pyramid shaped box.
"Batman!" Robin shouted out quickly, adrenaline kicking in higher as he saw the guy start to start it, pointing towards Batman. He lunged forward, the only thing he could do in so short a time was to wrap his arms around his head and pull him off balance.
"No you don't," Scarecrow was shouting and suddenly a flush of gas was around them. Robin knew just what it was and quickly clapped his hand over his mouth, making sure not to breath in from his nose as he tried getting away from the area of Scarecrow's fear gas.
He was heading towards Batman, who was coughing, but should be far enough from the gas... though maybe not. They had more to worry about though as suddenly something flooded behind him, but not the gas, instead it seemed more like helicopter headlights. Robin reached Batman and looked at him, silently asking what was going on, Batman grunted once lowly and he nodded. He didn't know...
But a minute later there was a sharp ringing and Tim couldn't see anything and the next moment he could... he found himself looking around at the dark streets of Gotham, in an alleyway of some sort. They were no longer on top of a skyscraper... but Batman was next to him except...
"What's going on?" Tim asked confused, as he looked down, he realized he was in his civvies too... what?
"Not sure," He said slowly, looking around thoughtfully.
They heard the sounds of a quick voice and Tim could pick up someone snapping out an order. He turned his head towards Bruce before starting to run towards the sounds as he heard somebody shouting.
A strong hand clamped around his shoulder, jerking him to a stop. Tim glanced up confused, seeing Bruce looking blankly ahead and shaking his head. Why weren't they doing anything? It sounded like somebody was being mugged... and then... no. One shot, two... and the heavy sounds of somebody running past the alleyway they were in.
"What..." He started again.
"This was the start of the night..." Bruce said, eyes sweeping the ground as he let Tim go ahead some. Tim slowly looked out and... he could see two people lying on the ground. They looked well dressed, definitely on the richer sides of things... and then he realized what was going on... when he saw a little boy running to their sides, and he got a face of the woman.
It wasn't anybody he knew, but it was a face he knew well. He saw it every time they entered the cave, it was the face of Bruce's mother in his parent's portrait...
But he was tugged back again by Bruce and he was starting to see spots in everything... but, of course. This happened years and years ago, when Bruce was just a little boy.
"The gas?" Tim guessed, though his words seemed more caught in his throat than he'd meant them to be. Bruce grunted an affirmative and he could feel himself becoming more aware of their surroundings. Bruce, Batman was already lunging forward again, apparently it wore off first.
Tim didn't even have a chance to do anything. The reminder of what he did this for, apparently, was enough to send Bruce into a heavier fighting style and he had Scarecrow and his friend with the strange device to enhance his gas on the ground and tied up.
Tim couldn't help but think it didn't do him any good...