Her footsteps echoed over the dark, damp brick walls, the black clouds covered the surface of the sky darkened by the mantle of the cold night, her breathing was accelerated as she continued to run down the darkened corridor. Her brown eyes watched a figure move down the corridor, while the figure ran from her, the sound of iron being dragged across the floor.

At the end of the dark alleyway, there was a yellowish light that led to an alley, the figure continued to run even faster. Her steps hurried to reach her target, she felt her cloak flying behind her as she quickened her pace, approaching the light at the end of the alley and feeling her muscles burned with fatigue. The yellowish light revealed a young girl of short stature with dark hair with a very short cut and peach-colored skin, wearing a black mask that disguised her face, a yellow flower clip in her hair.

She wore a reddish-colored shirt that extended to her thighs, three golden rectangular buttons closed the young woman's shirt, there was a symbol inside a dark circle with a golden R on her right chest. On the reddish shirt was a yellowed cape with a French style collar and measured up to the young girl's knees, attached to her waist was a utility belt.

Her belt was dark, her buckle was iron and looked grayish in the yellow light of the alley, her pockets were yellow and were fastened to the belt very tightly. Long leggings with a feminine design protected her legs in the cold weather that was the city, yellow All Star sneakers were decorating her feet. Her green-gloved hands threw a small dark ball close to her target, her eyes observed within seconds of throwing the ball, a small explosion blocking the other exit from the alley they were both in.

A dark brick wall fell down from the exit, the bricks were scattered on the alley floor, a man of medium height, slender body, his skin was pale, with hair in a strong shade of red observed his escape route with rages in his blue eyes catch a dark blouse with long sleeves and pants in the style of the army's camouflage colors with boots made of dark leather. The man turned his attention to the young girl, his eyes were looking at her with hate and she could feel it.

- Get away from me! - Exclaimed the man holding the iron rod in the young girl's direction, his eyes watching the young woman's every movement.

- Return the bag that I stop chasing you. - The young girl replied with agility, still did not believe she was fighting crime as a night vigilante. I felt a lot of joy at that moment, although the fear was present when I saw the iron rod in the hands of the robber.

- Suck my dick, brat.- exclaimed the man angrily in his words, approaching with the bar raised in his hands and threw himself towards the young girl.

The young girl jumped behind her, felt her back touch the round-iron trash cans made of iron, her right hand grabbed the hedgehog and brought the lid to her, as if it were a shield. Both objects made of iron crashed into each other, causing a loud crash, the young girl took advantage of her opponent's inattention to kick her in one of her shins.

Her opponent will drop the iron rod in her hands, so the young girl quickly struck her with the trash lid on her head, leaving the man stunned. Without thinking twice, the young vigilante took the iron rod in her hands and turned her attention back to the man on the floor.

- Oh I was almost forgetting, I'm Yellow Robin and I don't suck, whatever you meant by that.- The young Yellow Robin introduced herself with a smile on her pink lips, her tone was charged with pride and joy seeing one of his first missions working.

The young woman watched the man try to get up to attack her, his body will not be able to get up after that blow that will take on his head, Yellow Robin walked to the black bag made of dark designer.

The bag was round and its zipper was golden, it contained a golden W embroidered on the bag with golden handle, the young woman looked at that expensive piece with surprise when she saw that it had a name engraved on a label. I was sure that the owner of that bag was already crying for the loss, the young woman went back to walking with the iron bar and the bag in her hands towards the exit of the alley lit by yellowish light, letting the iron lid of the garbage fall on the cemented floor.

She just felt the pain coming into her head, her body was thrown into the alley again with brutality, when she realized that her attacker was no longer beaten and defeated as she had thought before, the young vigilante tried to get up to face him. She felt one of the dark leather boots that the attacker wore pressed against her back, using the force to leave it stuck on the surface of the cement floor.

- Curious how a child in costume might think she would beat an experienced robber, is it even fun to think about it? - Questioned the attacker with a mocking tone of voice, when questioning about the fun, the young Yellow Robin felt the sole of his dark boot forcing she harder on the floor and hurting her.- I would even let you go unscathed before, but after hitting me with that dirty garbage lid ... I think we will have to fix some things.

The young girl tried to escape the moment she felt the dark rubber-soled boot leave her shore, another mistake, when trying to roll to the side, received a hard kick in the stomach and felt the dark boot again on her. However, the dark boot was resting on her flat stomach, tears moistened her mask inside and brought despair at that moment.

Her eyes stared at that red-haired man with fear, however, her mask prevented them from being seen by the monster above him. A smile appeared on the lips of that old man, the watchful young woman felt the dark boot step on her belly more brutally than when she had kicked him, her body arched when she felt the pain she was receiving in that alley. His gloved hands trembled as he released the iron rod, her chest rose and fell quickly as she faced the man who attacked him taking the iron rod from her side, his body could not get up at that moment.

-It will hurt you more than it does me, brat.- The man mocked his words with diversion, his blue eyes watching the panting breath of the young woman below him with delight in his eyes. -Which part should I break first?

The young Yellow Robin felt the tip of the iron rod pressed lightly against the right side of her ribs, watched more desperately as the red-haired man pressed the tip of the iron rod more with a smile on his lips.

- The ribs seem to me a good start, maybe a broken rib will teach you not to be so stupid.- He warned when he lifted the iron rod with his right hand, his eyes watched the young woman squirm beneath him with sick delight.

A scream echoed over the walls of the narrow alleys, the tears flowed with more ferocity when she felt the impact of the blow against her ribs with such brutality, another soft moan left her lips dry as she tried to take a deeper breath and tried to move away from her attacker . The dark-haired young woman can watch the iron rod being raised again in the air by the robber's gloved hand, another blow will hit her ribs, causing another cry to come out of her dry throat.

- I think I broke one or two of your ribs. We can move on to the legs, or the arms. - The attacker commented in a mocking tone of voice, brought the tip of the iron rod up to the young girl's forehead on the floor with a calm movement.- You are very indecisive, Meyer Bornson , playing with a helpless child and yet, not knowing which part to start and end with ...

The young Yellow Robin, the iron rod being removed from her forehead calmly, when trying to move once more to escape the Bornson man, will be thrown by a kick to the wire fence. After colliding with the pen and falling on the cement floor, another blow will be delivered, the iron bar will hit her belly hard.

She felt craving coming brutally from her throat, a dark red liquid came out between her cough, making the young girl lying on the filthy surface of the alley floor feel it difficult to breathe. She heard Bornson's footsteps approaching she calmly, one of his hands grabbed the young girl's nape and lifted her without the slightest effort, her legs dressed in dark glued pants were shaking and they couldn't hold the girl for long.

- Spit out all the blood, honey. We do not want you to die in the middle of the game, I would not want to break you so easily ... However, time is running out soon your screams will be heard and I do not want to be here when that happens.- Explained the man Bornson with a tone with a sweet voice, that kind of voice gave chills over the young victim.

The last drops of blood dripped from her mouth, she watched the man drop the iron rod and make it fall to the floor and saw him grab a large-sized pocket knife, the blade quickly jumped out of the object and she could see the reflection on it. the polished metal. Her eyes closed when she lost her strength, the girl passed out after being unable to withstand the previous blows.

-Get away from her!- Exclaimed a male voice behind the Bornson man in a furious tone, causing the lad to be startled by the sudden voice.

An object will cut the air and hit you in the nose, a deep cut bleed and a high-pitched scream was heard through the walls of that lit alley, the body of the assailant felt it fall on the surface of the dirty floor with brustality. His hand let the knife slip, so he lost one of his most valuable weapons at that moment, his eyes opened to face a well-known figure in the dark streets of Gotham.

- Red Robin ...- Whispered the attacker Bornson with fear in his words.

The last image Bornson observed before he passed out, young Red Robin with the iron rod in his hands and lifting it up in the air.