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Belle Pov:

Programing

What had he meant? It didn't make sense. Last I checked I was an acrobat. Not something to program. I closed my eyes for just a second. My breathing was still ragged, but my feet had stopped bleeding. I worried about infection, before realizing I had bigger problems to worry about. Like what had happened to my parents. Like where I was going to stay tonight. Like what had happened to me back in the 'lab' as I was now referring to it.

It had been so intimate. I could hear his thoughts, yet at the same time, I could sense him. All of him. His thoughts, his feelings, his memory. All of it was at my fingertips, even if for a fleeting second. That was...frightening.

I didn't want it to happen again. Suddenly my head began to spin again. I could feel some one else in my mind. It hurt less this time around, but that didn't make it pleasant. Especially as most of his thoughts were not pleasant.

I stirred my legs to once again support my weight, this new intruder scared me, and I wasn't sure if I would need to run. Not that I thought I could get very far anyway.

Instead, I just stood perfectly still, and hoped I'd get looked over. No, I prayed he'd keep walking. I couldn't handle being attacked right now. I thought about attempting to sift through this person's mind, get some information. But I didn't know how. That and I was afraid to. Afraid of what I'd find.

I heard him before I saw him. Big heavy footsteps, clomping on the pavement. I listened to the footsteps before I heard them stop. His thought were silent. He didn't seem very aware. At least, not as aware as he had been. I strained my ears trying to hear if he had seen me. Instead, I heard a body shoved up against a wall, and a woman's pleading. I was shocked. How had I not heard the woman?

It didn't matter though, she was hurt. I was tempted to use her as an opportunity to make a run for it. But then I thought about what would've happened if it had been me he was after. No, I couldn't leave that woman there. Taking a deep breath I stepped out from behind the dumpster.

A heavy blond man, had a petite redheaded woman shoved against the wall. He was very fat, and obviously drunk. He was whispering very dirty things in the woman's ear, and she was obviously in distress. I wouldn't be able to do anything. He was large, I wasn't. He still hadn't noticed me. I was tempted to just run. To leave. I almost did too. Then I saw a flash of red and yellow.

It was a boy. He was wearing tight red pants, and a tight long sleeved yellow shirt. It had a lightning bolt symbol on it and had an attached cowl. I could see a mop of red hair popping out the top. He had been moving who knows how fast, and had stopped right behind the man. "You know it's not nice to hit a lady." He said with a smirk.

The man barely had time to turn around before the boy threw a punch to his head. The man staggered around in a circle before, with the combined force of the punch and the alcohol he collapsed to the ground in a heap. The boy nudged him with his boot. When the man didn't move he turned to the woman.

"Are you OK?" She just nodded wordlessly. Then he turned to me. After looking me up and down, he asked me the same question, but with a strange look on his face. Not that I blamed him. I wasn't exactly looking my best.

"You look familiar." He spoke again. "Do you have a brother?"

"No." I lied. I didn't know him. True he had just possibly saved my life, but that didn't mean I trusted him. He shrugged before speeding off. Every bit as fast as he had come. The woman too, gave me a strange look, before hurrying away.

I sighed and slumped against the wall. Any other day I would have been shocked by his speed, but today, that was the least of my problems.

Robin/Dick Pov:

I didn't move when I heard Wally come up beside me. He didn't care. He just launched into a string of words. "Robintherewasthisgirlthereandshelookedlikeyoubutthatimpossibl-"

"KF" I interrupted. "I can't understand you." He rolled his eyes.

"There...was...a...drunk..." Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.

"Cut to the chase please."

"Do you have a sister?" I stiffened.

"No KF. I don't have a sister." I replied, careful not to put too much emphasis on have. It was true. I didn't have a sister, but I had one. He shrugged.

"Funny, there was this girl down the alley who looked just like you." I shrugged.

"Coincidence."

"Well, I think you should go check." He was really pushing this.

"No." I said.

"Come on Rob. Just check it out. What can happen?" I weighed my options. I could either say yes now, or say no and never hear the end of it. I sighed. Wally took that as a yes and began pulling me towards the alley.

I pulled back. "Lets approach from the rooftop. Don't want her thinking we're creepy." I walked towards another alley, and began to climb the fire escape. When I got to the top I hoisted myself onto the roof. Wally just superspeeded up the side. Wally practically dragged me across the top to look down. When I did, at first I couldn't see anything. On closer look, I saw a girl, curled up against a dumpster. She wasn't very large, and dressed in some gray sweatpants and sweatshirt. Her hair was raven colored and long. Like, hasn't been cut in years, long. What surprised me though, was her face. For looking down there, I saw my face on her.

A/N: So, I know Robins POV kind of sucks. I struggle to write for boys. I probably won't use it again unless I absolutely have to. Thanks for reading! :)