No weakness allowed: Chapter three.
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Chapter 3: Destination: The past.
Robin ran as far as possible from the bank before slowing down, two money bags slung over his shoulder, his sword kept hitting his thigh as he leapt from building to building, his feet not making a sound as he landed each time, the only sound coming from him were his pants of breath and the money bouncing as he practically flew through the air.
Why did that girl do that to him, the only people who knew him as Robin were his allies, his rivals, who were one in the same, and of course his own enemies. Why did he tell her his name!
As he hit another roof he pictured her in his mind again, why was she doing this to him already, he didn't feel anything when she hit the ground, but as soon as he saw her up close, as soon as those emerald orbs caught his own, feelings started to flood his empty conscience. And he wasn't supposed to have a conscience to begin with.
When he got about roughly two miles away from Jump City bank he leapt gracefully from the building, as he fell he caught his grip on a fire escape swing himself round and landed next to his R-cycle without even batting an eye. He stuffed his helmet on his head, as soon as he did a voice started to speak through his earpiece.
"You were successful?" A voice inquired, but it would take a lifetime to forget that voice.
"Yeah Slade, I bumped into one of the titans too." Robin growled regretfully as he remembered the beautiful alien.
"The titans aren't important; I've made up an apartment for you, it's in the Beech complex, you're in block C, floor 8. Is that clear? We'll talk more when you get there." Before Robin could answer he hung up leaving Robin to narrow his eyes and curse the name of Slade softly behind his visor.
He found the complex with ease and pulled up his bike leaving his near the double glass doors, when he reached his door he found a simple note with block writing.
IT'S OPEN.
Taking a hint Robin entered to find a modernized apartment, with a simple white living room with black leather sofas, along with a glass coffee table, he spotted a small corridor, and a opening leading to a kitchen, in the corner there was a phone and as soon as he dropped his helmet on the coffee table it started to ring.
Robin was quick to answer knowing who was on the other line.
"I hope you find your living quarters acceptable." Slade stated that damn smugness evident.
"Yeah, I'm kind of guessing I'm here for awhile then." Robin said leaning against the wall.
"Until all my missions are carried out my apprentice yes." Slade answered.
"I'm not your-" Robin growled but was interrupted.
"I raised you, I trained you, I give you work. You're my apprentice; call it whatever you want, but you are." Slade sneered the air of smugness becoming intoxicating for Robin. A growl escaped his throat as he remembered those moments.
"I raised you…"
A small boy of only nine years old, complete in a colorful costume of reds, greens and yellows ran towards the three rings that were his life. A look of worry and terror etched onto his face, Richard Greyson heard something now nine year should hear.
"Cut the ropes…"
He stopped short as he heard it then…a shrill cry coming from the stands, he then ran with more determination than ever before. He skidded to a halt at the edge of the three rings.
And then the site that would haunt him for year appeared before his eyes.
The cries of the crowd...
The looks of terror on his mother's and father's faces…
The shadow in the rafters with a glinting knife in his hands…and then…
CRACK
They were gone.
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"So they were his only family?" A voice inquired.
"That we no of yes." An inspector answered, dressed in a long trench coat his face grim.
"Well what will happen to the boy?" The voice asked.
"Orphanage probably, that's what normally happens." The inspector replied.
"Why can't he stay with us?" Mr Haley asked putting a hand on my shoulder. My face was buried in a blanket they'd wrapped around me, tears streaming down my face.
"I'll take him." That voice said again.
"But Mr Wayne, he's a nine year old boy, what would you gain?" Mr. Haley asked.
"I need an heir, he seems a smart boy, and he looks like he needs a good life…I'd be happy too." Mr Wayne answered, at this I look up, a millionaire wanted to take me home with him?
Mr Wayne smiled down at me and I couldn't help up give a weak smile in return, but then I remembered why I was here…they were gone, she'd never hold me again, he'd never teach me again…tears welled up in my eyes again.
"I'm sorry Mr Wayne…but that won't be necessary." Another voice joined the group and I looked up to see my future. A tall man in a long black coat and a black hat shielding his eyes from us all, white hair spilled from under his hat.
"And who are you?" Inquired Mr Wayne as he moved to stand in front of me, so I couldn't see the man.
"I'm the boy's uncle." He answered simply. Now I was confused, I'd never met this man in my life; my dad never told me he had a brother. Of course…he didn't.
Afterwards I was led away from the inspector, Mr Haley and of course Mr Wayne.
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Of course afterwards I'd learnt the truth, after hearing of my parent's murder he'd moved in, he said he needed my 'skills' and he wanted to further my talents, as a nine year old naïve boy I was eager to learn what ever he had to teach…I didn't know the true nature of his work.
FLASH
"I trained you…"
It was raining, we were deep in a forest training, I was afraid of the thunder and lighting but he wouldn't let us go back to our cabin, he said we'd carry on, he were training with samurai swords, I was thirteen now, I knew what I was going to become, and I scared, and nervous at the thought of killing anyone.
I parried his next jab, I rolled underneath his sword and went for the back, but he spun and kicked me to the ground. I wiped the mud from my face and eyes and jumped back to my feet. He ran at me again, I did a cartwheel out of his path and ran at his side, but my effort was again futile we whipped out his hand and grabbed my neck, my sword dropped with a splash in a muddy puddle.
I started to struggle for breath as his penetrating gaze looked into my wide eyes, feeling nothing.
"You see child, I feel nothing as you begin to loose breath." He whispered. A rumble of thunder shook the forest and he lifted me off my feet, so I hung in front of him choking, tears streaming down my face…again.
"You see, as an assassin you'll have no feelings, because feelings are a weakness, you will push your sword into some mans heart and feel nothing, you will kill the love of his life as she screams and cries over his mutilated body and you will feel nothing, that is rule one child." He then dropped me into the mud and looked down at me with that single eye. He picked up my fallen sword and pointed the hilt at me.
"No weakness allowed."
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"I gave you work…"
I was fifteen when he told me I was ready, I stood in a dark room, a single spot light on me, I was in my new uniform, a gift from my master, Slade. He stood in the shadows looking me up and down, assessing me, I stood staring ahead unmoving.
"You're almost ready…Robin." He said, his words echoing throughout the dark room. A sword was at my side, the same sword from that dark stormy night.
"Almost?" I answered flatly, my eyes not leaving the darkness, I heard panting, and I could almost guess what Slade had in store for me in the darkness.
"Almost, I have trained you well, I know that, but you haven't taken a life yet Robin…and tonight, you will."
Another spot appeared at these words and I saw two people tied up on the ground, a man and a woman, the women was whimpering where she laid, her clothes torn and bloody, I didn't want to think what had happened to her tonight, and the man was covered in nasty cuts and bruises.
"Kill them Robin."
I unsheathed my sword without a word and stepped forward, the woman screamed as she saw me and my sword, like she knew that it was going to end. The man's eyes widened to the size of saucers as I held my sword with two hands, I stopped in front of him.
I twirled my sword with ease and I took the plunge, the woman screamed as blood splattered her and my own face. As soon as I heard the bones crack a smirk appeared on my face, adrenaline pumped through my veins, my eyes narrowed on the woman and then I realized…I did not care.
She screamed again as she saw the look on my face…the terror on her face started to annoy me, so I kicked her so her face consorted in pain, then a stabbed her in the chest hearing another satisfying crack.
Once the blood stopped pouring from their scarlet bodies I wiped my sword clean on a towel Wintergreen offered my, I cleaned my blood splattered face and threw it back at him. Slade gave three satisfied claps and sat down on his metal throne.
"Robin, I must say you've made me proud, now before I give you your assignment, what rule do you live by?"
I smirked as I sheathed my sword.
"No weakness allowed."
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I sat up with a start, I was on the comfortable sofa in my apartment, when I'd started to reminisce about my past I'd blocked out everything that was going on in the present, my attention was now attracted to the fax machine which was printing out something, I dragged myself off the seat and pulled the information, on the paper was a small picture of an old man in a moon man suit. In printed letters at the top it read.
NEXT TARGET: PROFESSOR CHANG.
I sighed, another day another kill, my lips curled into a smirk, who knows maybe I'd see the titan again.
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