Okay last chapter sucked….XP it was so CHEESY…okay…now we bring in Raven. This still my first story…so DON'T KILL ME IF IT SUCKS! Cuz I know It does….i was having trouble with dividers. Still am…. I'll work on that…I'm still trying to get the hang of this….right…enough talk more story. Oh yeah…reading the last chapter over myself after I posted it….there were supposed to be numbers there….wow….i REALLY need to work on this….well. I promised a second chapter fast. And better. Here it is.

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Dick ran down the street. He HAD to tell Bruce about this. Goth girls do NOT appear out of the shadows every day do they? Robin, thinking about this, ran even faster. 'Only a few more blocks..' he thought to himself. Running through half of Jump City after a fight was NOT very pleasant. He still had to reach Wayne Enterprises before (insert Bruce Wayne's butlers name here A/N anybody know what his name is? Lets go with or..oh crap I cant believe I forgot this….it was something that im gonna slap myself when you tell me….whatever.) locked up.

Coming up in front of the vast Wayne Enterprises building, Dick didn't even bother to stop. He burst through the door.

"Mr. Wayne! I found something! Hurry!" he yelled as he leaped up a flight of stairs.

"No need to shout," said a raspy voice from the next staircase. "I'm right here."

An young looking man, with slight grey streaks in his hair to prove that he wasn't as young as he looked stood on the staircase just above Dick.

"Sir, I think you should know what I saw as soon as possible…But a…private study would be better for this…" said Dick, his voice now reduced to something nearly inaudible and just above a whisper.

"Ah. I see," said Mr. Wayne professionally. "We'll go to my office."

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"Do you see anything?" Bruce Wayne's voice hissed through a speaker into Robin's ear.

"Not yet," Robin said through gritted teeth, wincing at the loud voice in his ear. "I doubt this girl is going to stay in one place for a very long time."

"I know. But there is still use in checking anyway. If she's hurt she won't have gone far. Did you see any injuries on her?" the voice in his ear questioned.

"I didn't SEE anything. It was dark. She was dressed in dark clothing with her face covered by a sweatshirt hood. I couldn't tell. The only thing I saw was that she was anorexic looking. She's probably been living in the streets for a while. She wont have gone TOO far then." Robin explained before turning sharply into an ally. "I think I found her!"

"Follow her then!" Bruce said exasperatedly through the speaker.

The line went dead.

"Dick? Dick! DICK!" Bruce shouted into the microphone. It was no use. "I knew he would do this someday."

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Robin chased a shadow down through the ally. Reaching a dead end that the shadow just faded right though, he cursed. He walked away disappointed in the other direction.

He didn't get far before he heard an agonized scream.

"Cant I go ANYWHERE!" he yelled in annoyance to the air. Looking up, Robin had an idea. Jumping onto a fire escape, he leaped over the brick wall and looked down on a sight he would MUCH rather not see.

The girl lay on the ground broken and bleeding, a man with a gun and a knife stood over her, a maniacal glint in his eye.

"Drop the weapons and no one gets hurt,"

"Yeah if he drops the weapons she doesn't get hurt. That's why I'm not droppin' em!" the drunk slurred.

"No. Drop the weapons and I wont have to use force. So DROP THE WEAPONS," Robin said, now rather annoyed that the man wouldn't listen.

"You REALLY want me to drop them?" the drunk said with a twisted smile on his face as he held the knife over the fallen girl.

"Don't. You wouldn't." Robin said gaping through his mask at the man.

"I would," the man said maliciously. At this Robin attacked. He jumped to land on top of the drunk and grab his knife.

"No! I get it!" the drunk said as Robin twisted his arm behind his back.

"Then GO. To the authorities RIGHT NOW. If you don't I'll know. I check in with the chief of police every night. If you aren't in a cell tonight. I. Will. Hunt. You. Down. Now GO." Robin said. The drunk man ran as soon as Robin let go of his arm. He paused for a second while watching him go before remembering what he had been coming for. Turning around rapidly he saw the girl lying on the ground unmovingly. 'Bruce is going to kill me…' Robin thought gloomily to himself picking up the girl and getting ready to drag her all the way to Wayne manor.

Author comments

Okay…WAY better than last chap….next chap Rae wakes up. Bruce doesn't like her. And Robin packs up and moves out to fight crime on his own. Now…I have algebra homework and a French test tomorrow…I've REALLY got to go….but I'll update as soon as I can.

Ja Ne!