Sorry it took awhile to post this, i've been doing lots of homework and getting little sleep. i'd probably rate this chapter as a T so be careful, Enjoy!

Three years ago

Robin grappled from rooftop to rooftop as he patrolled the city on his first solo patrol. So far he had stopped three muggings, four store robberies, and one rapping. Yep, just a normal night in Gotham. Batman had warned him to be careful because the Joker was on the loose. Of course that was also the reason he had let Robin go on a solo patrol. Robin was supposed to watch for any small crimes in a designated area while Batman looked for the Joker. Robin diverted his current path and landed on top of a man that was attacking a lady. He quickly took down the other three attackers. Suddenly something hard hit the back of his head and the world went black.

Tim woke up startled. Laughter Tim recognized as the Joker's quickly filled the room. Tim looked around trying to find the Joker, but he could only see a few feet in every direction.

"looky at who decided to come and play," The Joker said, his voice coming from the darkness, "It's the Bat's new little birdy. It's been awhile since I got to play with one of the Bat's birdies. The last one broke too quickly. Maybe you will last longer."

Tim gasped and fell to the floor as something that had come out of nowhere hit his back. He looked up to see the Joker standing a few feet away from him holding a crowbar.

"Woops. Naughty crowbar. Has it been too long since you got to hit a Robin?" The Joker said innocently before laughing, "I hope that hurt Boy Blunder. Now, why don't you get settled in and we'll 'talk' in a few hours."

The Joker disappeared. Tim pulled himself into a sitting position. He could tell he had cracked a rib. Tim shook in fear imagining what Jason had gone through and what the Joker was going to do with him.

A few hours later Tim heard footsteps in the dark. He quickly pulled himself into a sitting position since he had resigned to lying down.

"You don't have to get up for me little birdie. You'll just end up on the floor again," The Joker said stepping into the light. He had the crowbar with him again.

"If you're going to kill me then make it quick," Tim said. He was defenseless. No gloves, no boots (though he did still have his mask) and he was bound at the wrists and ankles.

"Why would I want to kill you?" The Joker asked innocently, "I never planned to kill you, not when we could have so much fun."

Tim fell over as the crowbar hit him. Something had definitely cracked.

"Why don't you tell me who batsy is? It would make everything hurt less."

"You can't make me tell you," Tim growled

"We'll see boy blunder. You're a weak, pathetic, birdy. No one is coming for you. We have all the time in the world to talk," the Joker said laughing as he left leaving the whispers of what he had said to the wind.

What happened? will Timmy be rescued? more will be revealed... next time i can post a chapter.

I was asked some questions by Lerodomi about the last chapter so here are my anwsers

1. you only bleed out when it is a major artery. also think lots of puncture wounds.

2. i wanted it to be kind of obvious what was going to happen to Tim. It's called strategy

3. why they all didn't go will be revealed in chapter 4

thank you to everyone who has been reading my writings. Enjoy and please review