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Five: Let's Go Dig Up a Body!

Tim stared at the gravestone before him and gulped as he positioned the shovel ready to dig into the soil to prove that Jason Todd's body was actually beneath the nine yards of soil and in a coffin.

Four Hours Ago…

"So you assume that you're body isn't actually in your coffin but in Ra's Al Ghul's hands for some strange reason?" Tim asserted and Jason nodded as they sat in Tim's room. He tapped his finger against his laptop before sighing and looked up at the few pictures he had from his personal life.

"Yeah. I don't know why he has such a reason too. It's not like he wanted to repay Bruce for something anyway." Jason said and Tim stood up before glancing at his cell phone. Jason smirked at this and thought of the girl who was the Cluemaster's daughter.

"Are you waiting for the girl to call you, kid?" he asked and Tim's cheeks light up at the thought, quickly stuffing his phone away.

"No…stay on topic. What should be our next move to prove that your body is really in Ra's al Ghul's clutches and it's just a clone and you're fooling not around with your own mind." Tim commented and Jason sighed before running his fingers through his hair.

"The only way to prove that there's a body in my coffin that's really me is to go dig it out, kid." Jason stated and Tim nodded at this.

"I had a feeling you would say that." He mumbled before changing into civilian clothes that would suit someone who looked pretty homeless and placed on a dark shade of sunglasses over his eyes.

"Let's go dig up a grave."

Present Time…

Tim shoved the shovel into the dirt yet again and shivered as he heaved the pile of soil over his shoulder and would create a large pile by the end of it. Meanwhile, Jason made sure no one would catch him in the act of his own grave robbing and that no camera would catch the teen doing anything wrong. The clouds overhead grew dark and Tim scowled from under his hood shielding his eyes and mouth from any incoming dirt he tossed behind him.

"Does it take this long to dig out a coffin?" Tim muttered to himself but Jason shrugged at this also.

"Don't know, kid. But I have a feeling that you're close." He said and Tim brought the shovel back down before hearing a crack. He stopped before shrugging the shovel aside to brush off the last glistens of dirt to see a black coffin. He gulped and looked up to Jason, who seemed unsure that Tim should do it, but then he grabbed a tire iron and raised it high above his shoulders to crack the coffin right open.

The wood broke open and he cracked it back open again with another swing, being able to see a body in the coffin. He gulped as he tossed the tire iron aside and started pulling the wood apart, ready to see if Jason's body was really in the coffin. He peeled away the pieces to see the previous Robin before him with his eyes sealed shut and dressed up in a tux with makeup covering up his wounds.

"Holy crap…" Jason whispered at this before Tim pulled out a needle and removing the cover. He gently moved the shelve of his tux up and pinched around where to draw blood from. He stuck the needle in and slowly drew blood from the dead body, trying to ignore the weird feeling he was getting from the scene.

"Kid! Someone's coming quick!"

Jason's voice scared Tim and he gulped before glancing back down at the amount of blood he collected before pulling the needle away from the skin and capped it off. He placed it in his pocket and jumped to pull himself up but struggled to get up due to the fact that he had used so much strength into getting down so deep in the coffin and swinging around the tire iron.

"Come on, kid!" Jason hissed before Tim hissed back, "I know!"

He looked back down to the grave before taking his chance to run away from the on comer.

"Come back here!" the person cried but he continued running without looking back.

Nightwing swore loudly as he exited his room and stomped down the hallway, everyone staring at the first Robin as he headed to the Zeta tubes to report the major issue he just saw witnessed. His laptop was closed and in hand as he rushed to the large computer screen that would give better footage to see who had dug up his little brother's grave. "

"Nightwing, what's going on?" Miss Martian asked her friend but he flat out ignored as he started typing away up different programs to find out the face or fingerprints of who did the grave robbing. He muttered curses and waited for answers to start popping up on the screen as he ran the programs.

"Nightwing!" Zantana yelled at him and he snapped around with personality remaining the same on the topic.

"What is it, Z?" he asked but couldn't help but glimpse at the screen, noticing how well protected the grave robber used to cover his face, eyes, mouth, and fingers. He scowled again and she sighed before looking at the screen. She paled at the sight of the person digging the grave of Jason Todd and gulped before whispering, "Someone's digging up his grave?"

"Yes," he hissed before the programs popped up negative to any searches and he swore as he turned back around again, immediately starting up some known grave robbers in Gotham to see if he could connect any to the person digging up the sight of his little brother's resting place.

"Come on, bastard." He whispered as more of the team hovered over him and then suddenly the footage went to static. His jaw almost dropped to the floor when it happened and waited a bit before something started to shift the static into the form of a large R.

They all stood frozen at the sight of it before a scream rippled from the audio of the video, "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME?!"

Nightwing stood up from the chair and knocked it backwards from those words echoing. His entire body started to tremble at those words and paled while gripping the desk tight.

"W-w-what was that?" Megan whispered and Dick looked back up to the large R on the screen.

"It was Robin." He whispered and everyone stared at him as if he were crazy.

"But isn't Robin at the Bat Cave?" Zantana asked and he shook his head slowly before answering again, "No. The Second Robin…that was his voice…"

"But…he's dead." Megan whimpered and Dick nodded at this, knowing it wasn't possible unless his brother has risen from the dead or his ghost was haunting him.

Tim panted for breath when he reached the Mansion and tried to wipe the sweat off his body so he wouldn't open the door to greet Alfred with a face full of questions.

"Jeez, kid, that was a rush! Good thing you managed to outrun the guy!" Jason exclaimed and Tim glared at him before he glanced around to see if anyone was watching him. He sighed and got ready to realize himself to the Mansion until his cellphone started ringing.

He snatched it out of his pants pocket to see a random and guessed it was Spoiler who decided to call him. He flipped it open without any glance at caller-id and answered, "Hello?"

"Hey! Is this Robin?" a female voice greeted him from the other side and he managed to receive a smile on his face from Spoiler talking to him.

"Yeas, Spoiler, this is Robin." He managed to get out without sputtering his words.

"Awesome! So do you want to meet up at my house or some random roof or just continue talking on the phone?" she asked and he paused then gulped before he would reply.

"How about Gotham High as a meet up place then we'll take off from there? We'll meet up around six A.M. tomorrow morning to talk, is that ok?" he asked her and she paused from the other side before saying back.

"Sure! That sounds great! See you then, Robin!" she said and he couldn't help but smile at this.

"Great. Good night, Spoiler. Stay out of trouble." He said and she chirped back the same thing to him before hanging up on him. He couldn't help but leave his grin on his face as he snapped his phone close and Jason laughed at this.

"Looks like you've got yourself a date, kid!" he exclaimed and Tim blushed crimson at least, ignoring his predecessor.

"No, I don't!" he hissed back before his phone started to ring again and he glanced down to see Dick's number appear on it. He raised an eyebrow at this while Jason shrugged at it and he slide it so he could answer his mentor.

"What's going on Nightwing?" he asked.

"Tim…can you get Bruce to go to my apartment in Bludhaven tonight?" Dick asked from the other side and Tim glanced at Jason who could over hear the call.

"Do you want to give me an explanation before I go in demanding that he goes to see you in Bludhaven?" Tim questioned Dick and Dick swore silently on the phone.

"Tell him…it's about Number Two then he'll understand, kay, Tim?" Dick answered and Tim sighed before agreeing to the situation.

"Kay. See you later, Dick." He said and Dick mumbled the same thing to him before he snapped his phone shut and placing it in his pocket.

"I have a bad feeling about this, kid." Jason said and Tim nodded at this.

"You're not the only one." He stated and went off towards the Mansion.

Nightwing left the tape rolling back to make sure that he caught everything said by the recording. He tapped his fingers against the window of his rundown apartment and rain cascaded against the glass. He wasn't prepared to accept the fact that his little brother's voice was being used against them to steal his body.

"You called?"

Nightwing snapped around to face his adopted father, Batman, lighting flashing brightly behind him and he gave a sad smile to him.

"So Robin delivered the message then." He said and Batman nodded at this then walked towards Nightwing's laptop where the recording was paused at the exact start of his younger brother's cry.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE ME?!"

Batman's complexion instantly darkens at the voice of Jason and turned Dick, licking his lips before he says, "So what do you believe the sources are?"

"I tried finding the program and device that produced this effect…but nothing came up. It's as if the camera just shorted out for no reason." He stated the facts to his mentor before pulling up pictures of the camera but no damaged appeared on the outside.

"Any internal damage?"

"None. Seriously Bruce I think something supernatural occurred with the camera for this to happen." He said and glanced back at his foster father, "Do you believe that Jay is…haunting us?"

"How could you let me die…?"

Tim wondered around in a confused state of mind as screams of pain erupted from both sides and darkness seeped around his feet like ink. He was drowning in anger, sorrow, dismay and death. He sighed and glanced around to see Jason further away with his back turned to Tim so he couldn't see his face.

"Hey, are you ok?" Tim asked and Jason slowly turned to him, massive amounts of ink dropping off of him. Tim froze and before he knew it, Jason was directly in front of him and clamped his hands onto his shoulders.

"How could you take my place…?" he groaned out before a black ink like substance drowned over his shoulders and started coating over his entire body. Tim's eyes grew large at this then Jason grinned wide and hissed, "UNDERSTAND WHAT I HAD TO GO THROUGH."

Then everything around Tim coated black and drowned his vision in the ink, where everything had coated him and his mind went blank.

Nightwing's and Batman's communicator rang out during the middle of their discussion and both stared down at it before placing it up to their ears and waited for the call to go out again.

"I repeat all units fall out! The Joker has escaped again!" The vigilantes' looks went haunted and angry before another call was made right after it, "The Boy Wonder is currently after the Joker as if he's ready to take him down for good!"