Batman was not easily frightened.

Sure, there were times when he was on the brink of fear when Scarecow released his new fear toxin to him for a test run. Or even the Joker fooling around Gotham. But nothing rattled his bones than seeing his son, no, ward, injuired.

And Clark, oh Clark. The only person that he allowed into his double-edged life, had stepped over his boundary. Clark was like an uncle to Dick. But ofcourse, he knew that the blue spandax idiot would one day turn. He just didnt know when. But when it did happen, Batman was prepared. He did not intend to lose Dick or Alfred, so it was expected that he became paranoid. Batman was the only one that thought of contingency plans if anyone would dare betray him.

He just prayed that the bane to Superman's existence was still where it was the initial time he kept it.

"Robin, execute protocal S15 14," Batman's voiced thundered.

As he said this, Bruce had already forced his body to get back up from the hit earlier. With that, he rummaged through his belt, cautiously eyeing Clark. Swiftly, his hands grasped hold on one of the few small pellets and threw it onto the cave floor. That part of the cave suddenly filled with white smoke that surrounded the 3 individuals.

Robin did not need any instructions to know that he needed to disappear. While Superman had a hightened senses, he didnt rely on his hearing as much as his eyesight. This was an advantage to the Bat and Bird, and ofcourse, Robin had figured that out.

The masked boy took off to the maze of ceiling piping with his grapple gun. As he was grappling up to the top, he could feel his wounds begging for him to stop moving around. And yet his brain is telling him to keep on running to stay alive.

Reaching the darkness of the pipings, he landed his feet on the metal quietly. He worked his way to one of the many electrical conduits scattered along the Batcave, linking up his wrist computer to the conduit with wires. He drained out the sound of the fight that was occuring below him and focused on the task at hand. Eyes were intently focused on the holograph screen and his right hand ferociously typing away.

In a split second, Robin could hear all the electricity and technology powering down.

Slowly, all the lights from the computers, gagets and lighting that brightened the Batcave, turned off. The Batcave became dark again.

Perfect.

Robin tapped on the left side of his domino mask, enabling his night-vision feature. His eyes darted to the scene below, watching as Batman disappeared into the darkness of the cave, leaving Superman in the middle of the cave, confused and angry.

'Uncle Clark better have a good enough reason to be wasting my time when i could be sleeping This is so not-whelming,' Dick cursed in his head. God he would kill for a good nights rest. He could sleep for days if Bruce would allow him to.

Oh, just the mere feeling of his comfy bed waiting for him upstairs. The cozy, warmth feeling of it.

Right, what was he supposed to do again?Shaking away the thought of sleeping, Robin brought himself back to reality. God, he felt so out of his league. Being so distracted easily during a dangerous predicament that could lead him to a fatal death by the morning if he wasnt careful enough.

He needed to continue to execute their plan to take Superman down. Robin moved slowly, to a more comfortable position that didnt aggrave his wounds. All the needed to do was wait for Batman's signal for him to slip pass the man-of-steel and to the kyrptonite vault across the cave from where he was at.

For now, Robin had already mapped out his route through the large pipings and vents. He had already memorised all the exit points, routes and locations of all the vents. Being an aerialist, he was constantly jumping around the Batcave since he was 9, to fool around with Bruce and Alfred. So it was natural for Robin to know every square inch of the place. There wasnt a spot that could escape Robin from exploring.

Batman was blocking punches from the caped man. Left,right, he was moving out of the way. Bruce had already studied Clark's method of brawl and hand-to-hand combat. Although Clark had magnificent super powers, Batman had the upper hand when it came to brawling. Brains over brawns. Superman was empty mindedly trying to punch or landed a hit on the dark crusader. Missing his shots only fueled his anger.

Bruce took the opportunity to observe the man. Weaving in and out of the white smoke, Batman noticed that boy scout's eyes were green, in contrast to his usual blue ones. Upon futher inspection, he found a small piece of technology that was seared to his skin right below his right ear. Could that possibly mean something? That was probably the source of which was controlling the man. He needed to get that thing off.

As if on cue, all signs of electricity and technology powered down. The cave slowly succummed to darkness. Batman slowly moved backwards, into the shadows, leaving Superman alone in the darkness.

Without any hesistation, he brought on hand to his compiece on his left ear and the other hand in his belt again, fishing for something.

"Robin, shield eyes and ears, now"

Swiftly, he threw another set of pellets, this time aiming at Superman's chest. The pellets shocked the man as it blasted with a painful,loud ringing noise and a very bright light.

The painful cry of Superman echoed throughout the whole cave, his hand clawing at his eyes in pain. His hands also moved to his ears to try and muffle the sound. Ofcourse, to no avail as he was so close to the blast. Leaving his eyes temporarily blinded and having a constant ringing in his ears.

Now Batman and Robin had the upperhand. Superman is no longer able to use his xray vision, eye lasers and super hearing to figure out where the duo were.

Now, time for Robin to initiate the second part of the plan.