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It wasn't hard to find Tony Zucco in the small circus environment; all he had to do was follow the destruction. When Jason had said that his mind needed work, he hadn't been exaggerating. Trailers and booths were in shambles. There were shredded tents and the animals were running amuck because their cages had been destroyed.

Grayson.

He knew that voice. The whisper was carried on the wind and seemed to be coming from everywhere. "Zucco! Show yourself!"

Grayson!

This time, the vigilante was sure that his challenge waited for him in the Big Top. He was about to reach behind him and grab his escrima sticks, but realized he was dressed in his circus threads.

"Oh, terrific. Not only do I have to deal with Zucco all over again, I have to face him unarmed!" Gasping, Dick covered his mouth, his eyes wide in shock as he suddenly squeaked,

"JASON! I've de-aged! I'm nine again!"

The second Robin materialized and chuckled, "AWWW! Dicky, you are so dang cute! Just look at those eyes! No wonder Barbara fell in love with you at such an early age!"

Jason laughed at the murderous look his predecessor threw him, and then turned serious as he weighed Dick's chances. The specterling frowned as he broke the silence with a sigh and shook his head.

"Doesn't look too good, bro. Looks like this battle is going to attack your psych."

"Why is that a bad thing? I've already mentally dealt with this particular situation from my past; that's a big part of how Bruce knew I was ready to become Robin. I took down Zucco before I swore the Oath."

GRAAYSSSOOON!

Jason was confused, "Oath? What oath?! I never swore an oath! Wait, we're getting off-subject here. This is a BIG problem because even though you dealt with this before, the past can still hurt. I should know. I'm still dealing with mine. HEY! Earth to Grayson! Earth to Grayson! PAY ATTENTION!" Once again, the second Robin smacked his predecessor with a crowbar. The pain brought the de-aged Former Boy Wonder to his senses with a question.

"Why is he calling me like that and why does it give me chills? I've defeated him mentally and physically, so why am I so frightened?"

Jason led the trembling Romany Wonder to the Big Top's entrance as he gave his answer.

"Because you're nine Dicky. You're letting your mind de-age as well as your body. Start thinking Robin and maybe it'll help. Now, get in there and take this guy down for good! Remember, though, be careful because he will try to wear you down mentally then come in for a physical killing blow. Keep your head and you should do just fine. Good luck. I'll be waiting here when you get back."

With a shove, the boy was in the Big Top, not quite ready to face the challenge that awaited him. Glancing nervously around, Dick saw no sign of Zucco in the performance area. Thinking hard, the young aerialist looked for his quarry near the trap rigging. Suddenly from the shadows came a voice, making him squeal and seek the cover of shadows himself but there were none.

Feeling vulnerable and scared, Dick stood in the dim light of the room, his bright blue eyes scanning everywhere at once and his small arms hugging his chest. The voice snickered again then a muscled arm pulled the boy close as the voice slavered,

"Guess who, Little Dicky! That's right, your old Uncle Tony Zucco is here to finish what he started. You made a very big booboo not insisting that the lines be checked, didn't you, Dicky? Now you're all alone. All alone with Uncle Zucco and your guilt! Right, Dicky?!" The man ran his fingers down the boy's back, making Dick give an involuntary shudder. As scared and helpless as he was, Dick didn't bite at the bate Zucco had thrown at him.

"That won't work Zucco! I've put it behind me." His voice shook but his eyes were hard.

His captor laughed at him, then backhanded him hard. The frightened gypsy fell to the ground, tears of frustration and helplessness forming in his cobalt eyes as his attacker yanked him to his feet and continued to smack him mercilessly. Laughing at his victim's cries of pain, the monster snarled,

"Well, then I guess Uncle Tony will have to play with you the hard way, you little Brat! Does it hurt, Little Dicky?! You like that?! GOOD!! Have some more you pathetic weakling! I can't believe I was out-smarted by such a Gaje'"

THAT hurt more than the beating ever could, snapping the boy out of his terror-induced paralysis. THINK Dick! Would Robin take that kind of insult? HELL NO!!Dick grit his teeth and thought, Robin! Instantly, he transformed from a trembling, frightened little boy, into the fearless, in-control Titan leader who didn't take anything lightly and took flak from no one.

Drawing his knees to his chest and using Zucco's broad shoulders for leverage, the nimble Boy Wonder flipped over his enemy's head and landed with bent knees. In a moment quicker than thought, he pivoted, kicking Zucco hard in the back and knocking the man headfirst into some wire rigging.

"You'll pay for that boy!" the villain snarled as he stood up. To his annoyance, his prey had vanished from sight; camouflaged by the black of his cape. Zucco smiled wickedly as he saw a flash of the garment's underside tint and heard boots scraping the floor as Robin scurried to find a place to maneuver. "Come back Dicky! Babsy'll be disappointed if you chicken out now!" The Titan leader snorted. Zucco lunged toward the sound only to find that the boy was once again on the move. A rope suddenly dropped in front of the killer, and he looked up to see the masked teen hanging on another wire not far from the one that dangled in front of the man. Robin leered at his parents' killer and growled in disgust.

"Time to play this game my way, Bozo! If you want me so bad, you're gonna have to climb up here and GET me!"

"With pleasure!" Zucco climbed up the line until he was nose-to-nose with the Boy Wonder. Robin chuckled and flipped to a platform, gesturing with one green-gloved hand to the maze that was the trapeze,

"I'm in my element, sicko. We're playing by my rules now!"

The man leaped for his prey with an enraged roar. Robin laughed coldly and began easily maneuvering across the traps; flipping, ducking and swinging with an artist's ease. Somehow, though, no matter how quickly he moved, his enemy stayed not ten steps behind him. Slavering and sneering, Zucco kept up with his quarry. Figuring it was time and sick of the whole cat-and-mouse routine, Robin finally decided to end the game with some poetic justice. Taking out a birdarang, the Boy Wonder grit his teeth and snarled,

"I've already brought you to justice. Now it's my turn to deal vengeance."

With merciless vigor, the last of the Flying Graysons flung the razor-tipped weapon through the villain's steel wound rope, cleanly slicing the lifeline and sending the murderer screaming to the ground below. Cold, resolved blue eyes watched as the body fell and didn't turn away until it hit the ground and turned into a black vapor that slowly dissipated. Only when the mist left did the triumphant Romany warrior emerge from the tent to join his successor, who thumped him on the back. As the two headed for the environment known as The Cave, Robin clenched his fist and murmured,

"One down, two to go."

"Are you ready for the second battle?"

"Bring it on."