Alright here is the first chapter of the sequel for the movie, Batman vs Robin, which you can see now. Hope you like it, sorry there really isn't much talking going on.

The night was dark, foggy and cold, the environment of snow suited the climate, even though in your attire you barely felt the chill, luckily you had packed for this or better yet Talia made sure you had everything you needed depending weather. In the shadows you watched from up above an old abandoned toy factory with one of members from the league who came with you, dressed in their attire waited with you. Looking down from the roof the factory down below. Your eyes stayed upon the only figure down below using a flashlight to see.

Damian. Damian Wayne.

Who now owned the mantle Robin, like your cousin had done many years ago. You felt your heart flutter happily at the sight of your dear friend. Though only knowing him for such a short time, it was nice. You never really bonded with others your age well, it wasn't that they didn't like you or you them. Due to your powers and history you even with your sweet smile and personality you still build up walls around others. But with Bruce, Alfred Dick and Damian you didn't. Mainly around Damian.

He was a hard boy, you could tell right off the back. Reminding you so much of how you felt a lot inside, a mirror image of you. Which scared you just a bit, and also prompted you to turn his life around and soften him up just a bit, so he could see the good things. Despite the hardness. After what happen with you, and living with Talia for months and he with Bruce. What an interesting trade off, Talia cared and loved you, which you returned, but there was something. That made you feel...

Hearing a dark high pitch scream, you focus your attention back to him. He was fighting off or fighting with what looked like children. Disfigured children like dolls. It was a horrific sight, that made you gag inside. But the again, you remember the Intel you had received about the current case Batman and Damian both where investigating. Thanks to your own personal skills and tech. Hacking into the Batcomputer, something you knew Batman would never approve of with you. But you did it anyway. Something wasn't settling right with Damian and you needed to watch over him to see what it was.

It set you uneasy just feeling it from him. Tempted to help him, the member saw this. Placing a hand upon your shoulder, stopping you. Looking to them they gesture upward. You look and hear it to, something was coming. Quickly like the wind, you both move and hide, just as Batman comes crashing through the sky-window Unsure if he saw the two of you, hearing the sound of someone ramming the door open and hard heavy running footsteps on the snow, followed by deep scared breathing. Looking over the edge, you see a giant muscular man who looked like those deformed children running through the snow, followed by in hot pursuit by Damian who disappears through the trees. Your eyes follow him, just as your feet did, running you jump from the top down.

The member follows your movements. Quickly, taking out a cable you shoot it and pull yourself up just before even touching the snow. Flipping up, like an circus performer, just like Dick, you make the landing on the branch just fine. Looking for any sign of Damian, you trace him through his dark emotion felt his anguish. You easily absorb it into you, but then again you had to keep an low profile. Knowing where to go, using the trees flip your way to him, the member behind you.

Coming just a few feet away from Damian, staying hidden so he would not sense your presence. Still remembering you are still new at this. So you had to be careful. Squinting down, your eyes on Damian who had the man pinned down with his batrang at this throat.

Your eyes widen in fear, out of impulse wanting to stop him only to be reminded not act. Feeling a hand upon your shoulder, you calm yourself outside, but inside you where not. Looking to Damian, he doesn't kill the man instead let's him leave. Sighing happily that he made the right choice, praising him for his choice. Standing up, looking to other with you giving a nod that you where ready to leave. Turning your back to ready to go, when you hear gurgling sound of someone chocking, turning around quickly. There stood a person, with a body frame of a man dressed in stealth like armor outfit. That seem to resemble an owl. Holding in his talon gloved hand a human heart.

You gasp slightly, which the member quickly covers your mouth. To silence you, and leave just as the owl dressed man turns to look in the direction of where you once were.


Making it back to the penthouse. Being greeted by the other member of the League, a woman around at least 25 with fair skin, chestnut hair with eyes to match going by the name Saia. Seeing your return she respectfully greets you.

"My lady, you've returned."

You nod to her, though before you could say anything. Richie your little Robin comes fluttering over to you. Perching upon your shoulder. He came, Talia had sent him, after you requested having his presence with you. Happily using a delicate finger and pet him. He chirps from your touch.

"How is the young Master?"Saia inquires.

Looking to her, she awaited. You knew why, she was to report to Talia to inform her of your findings."He is...fine. Working with the Batman." Turning your back to them making your way to your room."Please excuse me, I would like to rest. Please inform my mother."Wishing them a good night, you shut the doors and lock them. Richie looks at you, then flies off your shoulder over to window. Tapping it with his beck, smiling at him, he knew you well. Going over to the balcony, opening the door, stepping out. Richie chirps to you, fluttering his way he lands on your shoulder, looking over the railing with you.

Carefully, picking him up you place him back inside. He looks at you, his small beady eyes questions your reason. Smiling at him, planting a small soft kiss on him."I will be back."

Turning from, and running for the balcony jumping off over the side, taking your cable to use and swing you safely to the next building room top. You land tumbling just a bit, but it was alright. Keeping up your speed and scale the next the roof top. Thankful it was night, which help conceal you greatly. Focused on where you needed to go, your heart pounded just like your feet on the ground. And with every leap, your heart was in sync with it.


Finally reaching the place, you look up at the walls. The walls you grew to feel protection and warmth. So many things happened behind these walls, that made you smile under your mask, placing a hand recalling the memories you could think of. The first day you came to live here, how the gates opened for you allowing you a home and family. Feeling your hand trembling with sadness. Quickly you take it off. Looking for a way to scale the walls, remembering how you use to walk around learning the nicks and crannies. Thinking back and remembering. It then clicked, taking off the left towards the back.

Flip down landing carefully on the wall, your foot barely there for a second before you flipped off into the lushes gardens. Looking around, at everything the bush animals where still here, they kept them. Walking through them steadily, you remember making these a hobby that Alfred had thought would be good for you. To express yourself. Which surprised him, at how well you manged to detail the bush animals. That you did more, making a zoo admitting that you had never seen animals like this or been to a circus. Which of course reached Bruce. And that same year for your birthday with the help of Dick made that dream come true. Rented out the whole Gotham Zoo as well rented some performers so you could experience what you missed out. Dick even preformed for you.

It was one of the best things to happen. Bruce cancelled everything that day, even came back early from his night as Batman to blow out your candles with you with a single cupcake you made since he missed the actually blowing of the candles.

Smiling to yourself, at the memories. You had to admit, you missed it here. Though you knew you shouldn't be here, remembering what Talia had told you. To stay away from this place and only watch and look after Damian and keep yourself hidden. Feeling a bit guilty for disobeying her, but should know you would do it. This was a part of you, this was your home. Plus you needed to be here, to keep a closer eye upon Damian. Thinking back to the emotions you felt after the Dollmaker was murdered. Something in him seem to slip, not sure what it was. But whatever it was, was causing your ninjaboy turmoil inside slowly. But you could feel it rise.

Needed to see for yourself if he was alright, you such for him feeling his emotions. Taking hold of it, you to him. Scaling the Wayne Manor. Finding a window, you crack it open carefully, and slip inside. Doing your best to make sure you carefully shut the window. Keeping your senses up, sensing anyone who was coming. Grateful for the training which you received with your powers. To help you better control them, you manged to use them as sensors encase anyone try to come up from behind you.

Seeing no was here or around. You stand in the middle of the hall, looking around. Memories of laughter echoed in the halls, with Dick chasing you for fun or when you helped Alfred clean up in a fun manor. You felt so free, no care in the world, something you the others wanted to give you, in a sense a normal childhood, to heal those wounds inflicted up on you during your dark life from before.

Itching to run down the halls, but held yourself against it. Now was not the time. Staying within the shadows,hurry to find Damian. Passing room after room, when you come to a stop. Infront your room door, you often wondered if the room was kept the same, after you left. Doing your best to stay strong and not have your own emotions overflow. Still, did not stop you from opening the door. With your hand on the door knob ready to turn it. But stop, letting go of it. This wasn't your home anymore.

A honest, yet heartbreaking truth. This was not your home, so you had no right to go into that room. Turning your back to it, and continue towards Damian.

Finally, you find him. In the library, sleeping on the couch with a Charles Dickens, book in his arms. He looked peaceful, which made you smile. But it was not because of his peaceful slumber no. Squatting down, closer to his face it was the fact you had missed him. So badly you wanted to hug him, and cry happily. That you had your friend back, all those months away and not staying in contact. It felt weird, it was like the Wayne Manor all over again at the League of Assassins Monastery, all adults. No one your age, but when Damian came when you use to live here. Everything changed. Wishing you had a choice to choose whether to live with Talia or Bruce. You would have chosen here in a heartbeat.

You had so many ideas of how the friendship between the two would blossom into things "normal" kids your age would do. But that was taken away, by the choice he made for you, which you learned to understand that he did because he just wanted you safe. As his mother put it, he didn't want to lose anyone else like he lost his grandfather.

Often, you wondered if he missed you just as much as you did with him. Reaching out hand but stopping yourself, when you noticed something silver, like a thin silver wire bracelet around his wrist, your eyes trailing to his clutched fist. Your eyes gasp, you couldn't believe it, it was your locket. The one you had thought you lost, he had in his possession this whole time. The way he held it, was tight and secure. Tears well up, wiping them away. Leaning over him, just inches from him. Your open eyes over his closed ones. Remembering what Dick use to do with you, you get ready to do Damian.

Only to stop, hearing voice quickly you melt into the shadows and leave.

Making it back to the penthouse, Richie was sleeping but awoke when he heard you coming in. He perks up chirping to greet you. Taking off your mask and breath normally. Opening your hand, the little robin comes and lands in it. Walking to your bed, you sit down on the large California King size bed. Thinking of what just happen. A satisfied warm happy smile comes to your lips.


Back at the Manor, after Damian dressed as Robin tired to leave only to be foiled by his father who stopped him, due to the security measures he placed around the Manor. Upset, the unruly boy makes his way to his room. Which was still in the same place just not to far from Violet's old room. He stops for a second before going into his room, sliding his green eyes to her room. Thinking back when he first found out their rooms where not to far, ever since she left he never had his room moved to any other room.

His eyes stayed on that spot, balling up his fist. He takes out the locket he had taken from her that Dick allowed him to have. Looking at it longingly, his hard green eyes soften just ever so slightly. Thinking back to when he was sleeping, he felt the presence of another over him. Like some sort of protector. It was something about their presence, that calmed his ranging mind. He was sure, it was her. But then again, she was safe with his mother. Placing a hand on his forehead, where he felt their light breathing. Looking back at the locket, he was sure he felt her. Turning the knob to his door, opening it. And went inside.