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Chapter 3: Old Wounds

"Robin?"

"Raven?" They both said simultaneously. Robin's face was beat-red as he lay on top of Raven. Almost instantly, Raven realized this, and pushed Robin hardly off of her. Robin gave a grunt when he hit the ground, still feeling pain from when Bane had slammed him multiple times. Raven scoffed at Robin in her soaking wet clothes, and stood up to brush herself off.

"Your still immature Robin, just like before," Raven commented as she looked at her sopping wet clothing.

"What are you talking about?" Robin said, bracing himself up against the wall to stand up. "Raven, I split up the team for a reason. I felt we all needed to go out there and really find ourselves. You know, I just figured that Jump City could handle itself." He explained.

"Well obviously, your assumption was wrong!" Raven nearly imploded, her eyes red. "While you may have been able to go out there and hide, We've been hunt down! Cyborg has been forced to work as a computer nerd in Metropolis, Garfield went back to the Doom Patrol, and Starfire went back to Tamaran! Meanwhile, I've been trying to fight Trigon, all the while being hunted Deathstroke!"

Robin had paused for a moment. "You think I had it easy Raven? The girl that I had fallen in love with was shot and crippled, meanwhile, my successor, Jason , was beaten to death with a crowbar! Not to mention, my mentor had his back snapped in half by the man who did this to me! Life obviously has not been easy for everyone!" He had shouted.

Robin and Raven then stood there in silence, merely staring at each other. It was deathly quiet as they sat there, but soon Raven broke the silence. "Why did you return?"

Robin stood there for a minute, thinking over the question. Then, with a sigh, he replied "After Batman was crippled, instead of asking me, the most fitting successor to take the mantle of Batman, he asked Azrael. So I figured I was no longer good enough for him, and returned here to fight crime," He walked over to the kitchen to find something to drink. "Why did you come back, Raven?"

Raven had already expected the question, it was inevitable after she had asked him. "Well.. This is probably the safest place in the world to be, once we fix it. And it's also my only true home," She said. Robin had taken out a soda and some aspirin and swallowed it down.

Robin wiped his mouth, then went over to a drawer where he pulled out some medical tape. He obviously didn't want to dwell too much on the subject.

"Do me a favor Raven," He said, limping back over to her. "Wrap this crap around my back and ribs, and tight. I gotta be able to go back out tomorrow and find him,"

Raven reluctantly took the tape and started to tightly wrap it around him, but she was confused. "Find who?" She asked, puzzled.

Robin gasped as she wrapped it around almost too tightly. "It's personal Raven, I don't want you to get into it,"

Raven seemed a bit offended after this comment. "Who ever said anything about getting into it? I refuse to help you," She stated sourly. "However, if you don't want to tell me who, that's fine."

Robin grunted as she finished, not only because of the tape but because of her comment. "Fine, if you must know, it's Bane."

Raven still seemed a bit puzzled, but shook off her questions and continued to try and dry off her clothing. Robin noticed this, and commented,
"You do realize we have a washer and dryer in this place, right? I also got some towels today and stuff today. Almost had to remodel the whole damn house."

Raven scoffed at this idea. "With you in this house? I don't think so, pervert. You'll probably try and steal my clothes or something." She said rudely. It was a bit of a mental blow to Robin, obviously Raven still disliked him.

"Well, Jesus, When did you become such of a bitch?" Robin muttered, and limped back over to the kitchen to get some more pain killers. Raven had heard this comment, but ignored it, and walked back out of the kitchen and to her room.

Robin muttered a curse, and proceeded to his own room, where he quickly fell asleep.

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It took Robin a while to come to his senses. It had felt as if he had slept for days, and he also felt as if he couldn't get up. He managed to get up, but his back felt incredibly stiff, and he was barely able to walk.

He walked out into the Common room, and noticed that now Raven sat in the living room, watching the morning news. Even injured beyond your worst dreams Robin was still able to get up at six AM. He noticed that the newscaster, Ken Adams, was once again broadcasting his bleak news.

"And last night, our top headline is that a hero has returned once more: Batman's sidekick, Robin, has once again returned to Jump City, after leaving for One year. Last night he was spotted in an epic fight with the villain Bane, who quickly immobilized Robin and left him for dead. However, Robin was able to use his wit and escape quickly from Bane on his motorcycle. Jump City now can only hope that Robin stays, and does not leave like he once did."

Robin scoffed at the newscaster, and Raven turned around to look at him. Robin went over to the kitchen and once again took more painkillers, trying to ease his back and ribs. Robin had also developed a black and blue fist mark on his face, which attracted much attention to him. For a while now he would not be able to go out in public as Dick Grayson because, well, of this bruise.

Robin then limped back to his room, to find his costume in shambles on the floor. His Chest-piece and cape lay upon the ground, the cape torn and a bullet still embed in his chest. Robin sighed and removed the bullet, tossing it to the ground. His cape was also torn, so it was no good; he threw it in a heap to the side of the wall, and took out his only spare cape. Hopefully, he would be able to find someone to sew his cape back together, or something.

Robin then lay back upon his bed, sensing his unwanted-ness in the living room while Raven was here. Hopefully, if he rested the rest of the day, he'd be able to be mobile enough to go out and fight tonight.

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The sky was clear in Gotham City, allowing the full moon and stars to be seen. Unlike Jump City, Gotham City was not overrun by crime- It's sole protector, Batman, had been keeping the city clean. That was until recently- when he was nearly snapped in half by the beast, Bane. Now, it's former mantle, Bruce Wayne, sat in bed, unable to get out of his bed and walk. His spine had been fractured, and it would take him almost a year to recover.

However, the hero Jean-Paul Valley, otherwise known as Azrael, had taken over Bruce's job as Batman, just until he recovered. Bruce still felt the emptiness of not being able to go out, however, and it was like a piece of his soul was gone. Thankfully, he had company in the form of his butler, and the man who had taken care of him almost all his life, Alfred Pennyworth.

"Master Bruce!"Alfred said, almost yelling up to him. Alfred hurried up the stairs to his bedside, with what seemed like urgent news. "Master Bruce, I have some bad news."

Bruce looked over to him. "What is it Alfred?" He said weakly.

"Well, sir, It seems that there is a report on TV. They are calling Batman a criminal now; It seems that Azrael killed two thugs last night. Now we all know that-"

"Yes Alfred, I know. Normally, I don't use aggression." He interjected. "What else do you have to say?"

"Well, the inmates from Arkham have escaped again, including The Joker, Harley Quinn, Harvey Dent, and Dr. Crane,"

Bruce grunted at their names. The Joker, his arch nemesis, Harvey Dent, former District Attorney and the infamous Two-Face, Harley Quinn, the Joker's insane girlfriend, and Dr. Crane, The Scarecrow, one of the former heads of Arkham Asylum.

"It also seems that they have disappeared from Gotham all together." Alfred wrapped up. "Oh yes, one more thing Master Bruce,"

"I'm listening.."

"It seems that last night, Master Richard returned to Jump City, and got in a fight with Bane," Bruce cringed. "Robin was able to defeat Bane and get away, though not after being slammed through a few apartments." Alfred gloomily said. "I'll be back with your tea in a minute, Master Bruce,"

Bruce was now a bit infuriated at what Dick was doing. The only reason he did not give him the role of Batman was because he didn't want to get him hurt by Bane. Now, that was exactly what he was doing. Bruce wanted to get up now and go to Jump City, take back the role of Batman and help Dick fight Bane. But Bruce couldn't, and would not be able to for a long time.

Bruce sighed once more, and looked back out at the stars.

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Robin grunted as he tightened his up his chest and cape. His back still felt stiff and terrible, but it was his duty to go out and protect Jump City now, a duty he neglected a long time ago. He grabbed his utility belt and walked out into the common room.

"Raven, I'm going out to fight crime. You know, the thing your not interested in?" Robin commented as he walked over to the elevator.

"What?" Raven said, turning around from the new couch that she had obviously gotten today. "Your crazy, Bane killed you last night!" Raven obviously felt a pang of guilt that one of her old friends was going to go out and get himself killed again.

"That's ironic," Robin said, fooling around with a birdarang. "Last I knew, you said that you didn't care about me. Having a change of heart, Raven?"

Raven blushed. "No-no, of course not. Go out there and have fun Robin. I take it I won't be expecting you home tonight?"

Robin rolled his eyes. "No, don't worry Mom, I'll be home by Ten." Robin stepped onto the elevator.

Raven shook her head as Robin stepped onto the elevator. He was still just as immature as ever. Just like he was with Deathstroke; Robin was not going to be denied the defeat of Bane, no matter how injured he got. He was stubborn, just like his mentor.

But then again, maybe she was being stubborn. Why didn't she go out there with him, and try to help him? Could he really still be liable for the mistakes he made a year ago? Why didn't she try and get the other Titans to try and come and help?

No, she argued with herself, everything that had happened that past year was Robin's fault. But, why couldn't she try and get one of her olds friends to come here in keep her company.
Using a lot of her strength, Raven tried to telepathically connect herself to a old friend; a friend who happened to be a few planets away.

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Robin took the elevator down to his motorcycle. Outside, it was freezing, and a light snow was falling upon the ground. A light blanket had already enveloped the ground already, which meant it was going to be ten times harder now to drive his motorcycle.

After putting on his helmet, Robin flew down the streets of Jump City, looking around for something to do, anything. He was flying down one of the main streets, one of the industrial sections which were mostly abandoned. The street seemed to be empty.. except for one thing. There was one man standing in the middle of the street, and didn't seem to see Robin coming. He tried to honk the horn to the oncoming man, but it wasn't working...

The man still stood in the way, now only five hundred yards in closing. There was no where to go, it was a one way street and the buildings would be the only thing he could turn into.

Robin pulled on the brakes, but the snow beneath him gave the tires no traction. He started to slide down the road now, continuing at the man.

He now did the only thing he could; going at over sixty miles an hour he turned the bike to the side and pushed off the seat with his feet. It sent the bike now skidding on its side towards the man. Right before it hit him, however, the man moved out of the way, and ran into an abandoned warehouse.

Robin had landed on his side, and had only skidded a few feet, and the friction had been absorbed by his suit. As quickly as he could he got up and ran towards his bike. Most of the paint on the left side of the bike had been rubbed off on the ground, but that didn't matter, only another paint job he had to do.

"What an ass..." he scoffed, and leaned his bike up against the warehouse where the man had entered, and pushed the door open.

Inside, the warehouse was just as cold as the outside, maybe even colder. Robin shivered as he looked ahead. A single light illuminated the dim staircase, the only place to go other then out. Of course, Robin took the staircase, which lead him to another dark hallway. The hallway now left a pungent impression in his nose; something was rotting and decaying.

Robin continued cautiously to the next room, where there was a desk and a office chair... with someone sitting in it. The stink was now getting increasingly worse as he got nearer to the door. He stepped inside, and now in his view were two more figures, no, statues, which almost stood guard to the desk.

Matching perfectly with his footstep into the room, a maniacal cackle went off as soon as he stepped in the room, coming from behind the chair. Robin now had a extended birdarang in his hand as he walked over to the desk. The smell became worse and worse, fueling his senses, making him want to turn the chair around and see what lay there...

The instant Robin whirled around the chair, the lights went full on, and showed the whole contents of the room. In the chair sat a decaying corpse, wearing a green and purple ensemble, it's face burned and half of it's skull showing. The wall was covered in blood, making out the continuous phrase "HaHaHaHaHaHa.."

Robin whipped around to find a figure sprinting at him, looking the same as the guard statues. It wore a green and purple ensemble, a green wig, and a strange white mask, with painted eyes and crooked smile. Before he could do anything however, he was restrained from behind from two of the same figures, disarming him of his birdarang. They were quite strong, this man guy must of hired some strong henchman.

Before he knew it Robin was hit in the leg with a heavy metal chain, from the man in front of him. Robin winced in pain, but kicked one of the henchman's legs out from under him, and hit the other man in the mask. Both of the men were on the floor now, leaving only the one man in front of him.

Man in front of him once again threw the chain, but Robin was able to wrap it around his arm this time, and pulled the man towards him.

Now in his grasp, Robin rolled back and catapulted the man behind him with his feet, sending him crashing head first into the wall.

Robin now sprinted back down the hallway towards the exit. Instead of the downward staircase however, it was another staircase that lead up. Seeing no other option he headed up, sweat already pouring down his brow, pushing his body to the extreme. He reached the end of the hallway again, this time it was a dead end.

"Damn it Joker!" Robin screamed, letting all of his frustration. "Show yourself you damn coward!"

"HaHaHaHaHa!" He cackled again. Robin whipped around again, only to see a figure standing in his way once more. "Oh, I'm sorry Robin. Did daddy leave you out all alone in Jump City?" The Joker stopped for a second. "Oh wait, that's right! Your daddy's dead! HaHaHaHa!" Robin tried to throw his birdarang at The Joker, but it deflected harmlessly off a invisible wall.

"I'm sorry Robin, but tonight, my tenure in Jump City ends. I must be going back to Gotham, you know, to torture the Bats. But don't worry, my friends Bane and Scarecrow will still be here to take over your city... Not to mention a certain someone I'm not very fond of.." The Joker trailed off for a second. "But now, I must leave you. And, just because I am so nice, I will leave you a parting gift!" The Joker threw a present towards Robin. "Have a nice day!"

Before he could react, the present exploded, releasing a green gas into the air. Robin could hear the Joker's cackle as the gas filled the air. Robin tried to cover his mouth with his sleeve, but it was no use, he would succumb to the laughing gas and die in a matter of minutes.

Instantaneously everything around Robin went black, and he felt the sensation of being moved. Before he knew it he was outside, laying on the snow. Behind him was the fully clad Raven, wearing her old Teen Titan's uniform once more.

Robin coughed and looked over to her. "I thought that you hated me? I thought you didn't care if I had died tonight?" Robin continued to cough.

Raven paused. "I believe I can give you another chance Robin."

Robin continued to cough, however, he smiled in his mind. One of the Titans was back, and finally willing to help him.

After he finished coughing, he was able to ask a question. "How did you find me?"

"T'wasnt that hard. Your motorcycle was laying up against the building, so I just assumed you were in here."

Robin smirked. "Good finding. How long have I been gone?"

"Around Four hours. You missed your curfew," She said impatiently.

"Smartass," Robin replied, standing up and getting back on his bike. "I'll see you at the tower."

"Robin, wait." Raven said, stopping Robin from taking off. Robin looked back anxiously. "Someone is here to see you."

Robin's eyes widened as the person stepped out from behind the warehouse

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Sorry Ladies and gents, thats the end of Chapter 3! Hopefully Chapter 4 will be up by tomorrow!