A/N: And the second chapter's up!

Sorry for writing it for so long but I really had no time at all.

Really thank you for your patience and for reading the story everyone!

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Enjoy the next chapter!


Commissioner Gordon was walking along the corridor with one of his worst enemy by his side – Scarecrow. And just a few hours back he became a witness. A witness to the kidnapping.

No! Not a witness. No, but a co-operator. A co-operator to a crime.

But no matter how much of the blame he was feeling, he still had one question.

"What are you going to do with him?"

Scarecrow looked at him as if Commissioner of all should've known what he was about to do.

"I think you know what I'm about to do, Commissioner."

Commissioner Gordon was having a pretty good idea of what is Scarecrow about to do to Robin.

"This wasn't a part of the deal."

"Then why did you cooperate? You had a choice. But that doesn't matter now. You see, he was, in fact, a very important part of your daughter's survival, for I can hurt her whit only a flip of my fingers…"

Barbara…

Commissioner looked at the ground and murmured to himself.

"This is too much…"

But unknowingly Scarecrow heard him. He stopped and as his puppet at the moment Commissioner Gordon stooped too. Scarecrow stood still for a moment before he slowly turned towards the Commissioner.

"Commissioner, tell me, what is that, which I see in your eyes?"

Commissioner Gordon looked at him, trying to look strong. But Scarecrow didn't buy it.

"No, no, no, don't deny it, for it is here. Do I see worry?"

As he said it he slowly began to step closer to the Commissioner.

"Guilt?"

He was getting closer and closer to him.

"Or is it fear?"

Scarecrow stopped, watching what the Commissioner will do. But all the fear that Commissioner had towards Scarecrow was buried by the fear for his daughter's life. He took one step towards Scarecrow, anger taking over.

"You know, what it is! And I'm not happy that I did it. I just wanted my daughter and everyone else to be safe!"

Scarecrow took another step towards the Commissioner, as he took one back. Scarecrow's disfigured face got closer to the Commissioner's and whispered.

"But if you want her and everyone else alive, you have no choice. Don't forget, who you are talking to, Commissioner."

He straightened himself, still looking at the Commissioner's eyes.

"Don't ever forget that."

Commissioner lowered his head and nodded. He gave up. Scarecrow smiled as he saw, that he has taken control over him once more. He turned and they continued to walk in silence until they came to the big metal doors.

Behind them was the room which was filled with all kinds of screens. They were all showing different news channels. In the middle of the room there was a chair. On it there was a slightly leaning silhouette. As Commissioner stepped closer, he recognized the sleeping form.

It was Robin.


The pain, which woke up Robin, was spread all over his left arm. He tried to open his eyes but failed, finding out that he was still too tired and dizzy to do it. With his eyes still closed he tried to move but hit something hard with his wrists.

What was that?

His eyes finally opened. He was inside of an unknown room. He looked around in a slight panic. Behind him he saw a bunch of lit screens. They were showing different news channels, but they all had one thing in common.

Every one of them was talking about Batman.

What the hell…

"Ah, Robin! How nice it is to see your eyes again!"

It was coming from his right. Robin turned his look towards the sound of the cracked voice. Once again he turned his head toward the master of fear. His eyes narrowed.

"Scarecrow…"

Robin frowned as he heard his own voice sound so hoarse. Scarecrow smiled as he saw the surprise in his eyes.

"You see, they say that the eyes are a mirror to the soul… And I was beginning to wonder when they were going to open. We can't begin with you unconscious."

Robin looked at the Scarecrow with confusion.

"Begin what?"

Scarecrow smiled and snapped his fingers. The sound echoed through the space until it disappeared into the silence. A second later the doors opened and Scarecrow's men brought in the camera. They putted a rack a few feet away from where Robin sat.

"If you haven't figured it out yet, now is the moment. You should be able to guess what my plan is."

He tapped his pointer finger on his head.

"Think, little bird, think."

Robin looked at the screens around him and then back at the camera. In realization of Scarecrow's plan Robin paled.

"Well?"

Scarecrow smiled with a small threat in his eyes.

"Figured it out?"

He stepped closer to Robin, who was getting uncomfortable.

No, no, no, no, no! I can't… I've got to do something! I must… I… I must…

Scarecrow stopped and Robin looked at him.

But what can I do?

He silently prayed that all of this was just a nightmare.

"Yes, the eyes are really telling me the truth. You are scared."

Robin couldn't deny it. He was… Scarecrow slowly turned towards the exit.

"Just one person is missing now. Then we can begin,..."

He started to walk towards the doors.

"Wait…"

Scarecrow stopped and turned in silence. Robin wanted so badly for Scarecrow to tell him that all of this was only a lie. But as Robin looked at him he couldn't find the words to begin whit.

"I… I…"

He was still too tired to talk. Scarecrow lost his patience.

"I guess nothing."

He turned and started to walk again. Everything that Robin could do was watch. And he was sick of it. He was sick of being tied up on that chair. He was sick of being here! He was sick of being Scarecrow's puppet! He was sick of everything!

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!"

For a brief moment Robin found his voice. The scream echoed through the room.

Scarecrow stopped. But unlike before, he was done playing. Robin's pleading didn't amuse him anymore. He turned and started to walk towards Robin.

"Why? Tell me, why can't I?"

He hissed through his teeth.

"Because… because…"

Robin wasn't quick enough. Scarecrow stopped him in the middle of the sentence.

"Because NOTHING!"

He raised his left arm and turned it into a fist. Then he launched it into Robin. A crack was heard and Robin yelped. Scarecrow broke his nose.

"You can't do anything about it, boy!"

As he said that he raised his other arm and turned his hand towards Robin. On the edge of his fingers there were needles of fear gas.

"You've got NO chance against me!"

Then he hit Robin whit all of his power. The needles struck him just beneath the collarbone. Robin screamed. The strength of a blow shocked him and he had to close his eyes to stop the pain.

Commissioner shook as the blow was given. He had enough of just being there, standing in the corner. And as he saw Robbin bleed his fear was took over by anger. He yelled.

"WHAT are you doing?"

Scarecrow slowly pulled out the needles. With no sound they slipped out smoothly. Commissioner hurried beside Robin and quickly examined the injury.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

He looked at the Scarecrow but the aggressiveness that the master of fear was feeling just moments before, was gone. There was nothing in his eyes. No emotions. Nothing. The only thing that was crossing his mind now was the plan. He continued calmly.

"The birds belong to the cage and nowhere else."

Then he straightened himself up and went towards the door.

"Our final guest is almost here."

He looked at his men.

"Watch them. Don't let them do anything. If they show any signs of escape, shoot them."

Then he left through the door.

Because of the hit Robin felt even dizzier than before. As he closed his eyes he unknowingly started to slip towards the ground. He almost fell but Commissioner caught him in time. He lowered himself to him.

"Robin. Robin, look at me."

As Robin hesitated Commissioner slightly shook him.

"Robin. Look at me! Can you hear me?"

He was feeling concern.

"Robin, can you hear me?"

Robin hardly opened his eyes and focused on Commissioner. Everything hurt him. The Commissioner was starting to change before him. He was slowly turning into a monster.

I… need to… focus…

"Bat…man… He's going to…"

Then Robin had to close his eyes again. Everything was waving. Everything was changing…

Commissioner sighted.

"Yes. I know. He's going to show his real face to the world."

Robin slightly nodded.

"Must… help… help…"

But he started to shake and move violently. Commissioner hoped that the fear gas was everything that Scarecrow gave him. Suddenly Robin started screaming and turning his head as if he was looking for something threatening.

Commissioner couldn't stand to see Robin so hopeless. He putted his arms on Robin's shoulders to calm him. He talked to him all the time, telling him that everything was ok, that he doesn't need to worry. It took long but slowly Robin stopped screaming and relaxed. His eyes closed soon after that.

"Don't worry. Everything will be ok."

Robin's breathing calmed down and Commissioner saw that he fell asleep. He looked at his face and wished that he could be as calm as Robin looked right now.

"Yeah… It will be ok."

He let go of Robin's shoulders and stood up. He looked at the door that Scarecrow went through.

All that Commissioner could do now was to wait and hope.


A/N: Well, that's it.

Hope you enjoyed and thanks again to all you readers for reading!