Tim landed on top of the building stumbling a little as he got used to the grappling hook, just below was Bane and Batman, Bruce looked almost out of it, hurt and he was struggling stay conscious as he pulled himself to his feet. Bane was walking towards Batman. Tim narrowed his eyes, He had read a little about Bane and he get his power from a venom injection straight to the back of his head.

Tim saw the thick tube and the green liquid inside, that was pumping threw the man`s blood? No wonder he had problems.

He quickly pulled out his batarangs and threw them aiming for the tube but instead it hit the wall, Bane turned to look at it just as the batarangs exploded showering the man with brick and concrete.

"Gotta work on my aim." Tim said shooting out his grapple gun, but it served it`s purpose and he swung down jumping off the man`s head and flipping over to Batman landing in a crouch.

"You shouldn't be here." Batman growled. Tim looked over his shoulder frowning, "Your teaching me how to help so that`s what I`m doing."

Batman got to his feet slowly, "Not ready." he mumbled. getting himself stabled.

"Say that to-," Tim gasped jumping left and Bruce leaping right as Bane threw a car between them.

"You will hear your own bones crack brat!" Bane hissed. Tim frowned, "I like my bones the way they are thank you very much."

Tim ran at bane and jumped up onto the man`s shoulder as he punched the ground, Tim grabbed the man`s arm, swung around it, kicking the man in the face as he did so, Tim went flying up and he planned to landed on the man`s back but didn't act soon enough and got thrown into a car breaking a window.

That hurt. Tim Saw Batman leap at the man and punch the side of Bane`s face before flipping onto the man`s back, pulling out a batarang, Bane reached for Batman but Tim shot his grapple gun making it wrap around the man`s hand, Tim pulled on the wire, hard giving Bruce time to cut the venom tube and kicking off the man`s back and landing on his feet behind Bane as the man crumpled to the floor.

Tim walked over to Bruce, "What do you think?"

Batman stared at him for a moment longer before blinking once, "You didn't do badly but you still need to finish your training before you start doing this."

Tim nodded, "Alright, but it still did good right?"

Batman smirked, "Yes Robin, you did well."

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"Tim." Bruce called as he finally finished with what he was doing at the medical bay. Tim dropped down from the pull up bar and walked over to him, "Yeah?"

Without warning Bruce grabbed his arm and injected him with something, Tim gasped, "Ow! Why`d you do that?!"

"It`s an anti-venom for Poison Ivy," Bruce said, "You may not be in the field yet but it doesn't hurt to be prepared for when you are, this will protect you from her pollen spores mind control and a few of her air toxins, but her kiss is still deadly so try and stay away from that."

"Aye, Aye Captain." Tim smiled, "Can I go back to my work outs now?"

Bruce frowned, "I thought you hated your work outs."

Tim nodded, "Yeah, I do, but whatever gets me in the field and out of here I`m going to do it."

Bruce smiled slightly, "Then how about I teach you some real fighting?"

"Seriously?" Tim asked smiling widely. Bruce nodded, "Come on."

Tim didn't wait and ran to the mats he hesitated before jumping up and trying the flipped him and Dick were working on, "Oaf!" Tim landed on his rear on the mat, Bruce came over to him chuckling lightly at him. "Not bad chum."

"Thanks." Tim muttered a little sourly. He stood up and put up his fist, "Okay, so about those fighting techniques."

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Tim yawned, rubbing his right eye tiredly Bruce wasn't light on the Fighting just like he wasn't light on the work outs, now muscles in his body that he thought reached their limit weeks ago were now burning with each step he took up the gravel drive way to his house. He let his bag sag against his back, he didn't know if he should of taken the suit with him or not but he really didn't want to leave it there for just a few more hours. even so early in his training and he was addicted to his suit, was Dick the same, was the second Robin?

Tim blinked, that was another matter on hand he needed to learn the identity of the second boy wonder, if he was a ward of Bruce Wayne`s then it could be easy if not then that would be a little harder.

Tim opened the door and walked inside to see his mother fixing on earrings, She must have just got done talking to Dad because she let out a small huff like she would after fixing his tie.

She turned to him, "Tim!"

Tim jolted back to life, "Yes?"

"Look at you, your filthy! and what did I say about no slouching, it`ll ruin your back." His mother scolded. Tim blinked before nodded, "Sorry."

"You should be, if any one saw how you looked now they`d think you were raised in the slums!" Janet pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed, "go wash up and get ready for bed you wont have time to get dressed properly for the gala tonight."

"Yes, mom." Tim nodded.

She stared at him for a moment longer before she spotted the maid and rushed over to her instructing her about his new addition to the laundry. Tim headed up stairs, not running but not so slow that he`d get his mothers attention again, working with Bruce and Dick almost made him forget how his parents were like the moments they were here.

The last few steps he rushed so he wouldn't risk running into his father, if he did he`d just get the same lecture as his mother gave, like a rerun or a broken record.

He ran into his room and closed the door behind him, he took a deep breath before he took his shower quickly, the water did nothing to sooth his skin, but he continued to get dressed and head to bed. Tim Pulled the back pack off the floor and shuffled threw it, if his mother or father walked in to see him sleeping next a backpack then they`d look threw it, so he pulled out a batarang and shoved the bag into a pillow case before he held onto the weapon under his pillow, he could help but wish his parents would just leave him in peace.