So here is the next part! I really need help deciding my penname. I need YOUR (yeah I'm talking to you!) help! Also, how long should I make this story? This is the 13th chap, how many more should I do?

Meanwhile, Amelia and Nightwing were still in intense battle. It seemed like the Kroloteans never stopped coming! Nightwing and Amelia crushed one after another.

"How many," Amelia landed a blow, causing the Krolotean she was fighting to crumple before her. "more!"

"Just keep fighting!" Nightwing replied back. Amelia fought bravely for ten more minutes before falling to her knees in exhaustion. Amelia wasn't weak. Around her lay around fifty Kroloteans. They had been fighting for over thirty minutes, even Nightwing was becoming tired. He quickly made his way over to Amelia.

Suddenly, the flow of Kroloteans stopped. Nightwing and Amelia welcomed the relief.

"What," puffed Amelia. "Do you think," another puff. "Is going on?" Nightwing shook his head.

"I don't know. But whatever it is, it isn't good." Amelia sat against Nightwing.

A high pitched wizz went through the air.

"Ouch!" Amelia squeaked.

"Amelia?" Another wizz. Nightwing winced. Amelia now lay limp at his side. Nightwing felt his neck. Protruding from the side of his neck as a sharp feathered object. He pulled it out with a wince. He was staring at a tranquilizer dart. The room began to sway. Nightwing felt the cool floor, and then the welcoming arms of darkness.

...

"Right block. Left block." Robin told Elizabeth. "Right kick. Left block. Duck!" Elizabeth obeyed his every order. She hit her targets with amazing perfection. Sweat beaded down her face.

"When will we be able to go?" she said in between heavy punches to a bag.

"You're not ready yet." Robin said for what seemed like the hundredth time to Elizabeth.

"Am I ready now?" Another punch. "How about now?"

"Would you stop asking." Robin sighed.

"No." Elizabeth stopped punching the bag. "My sister and YOUR mentor are out who-knows-where being held by who-knows-who! I am NOT going to sit here and wait for your approval to go and rescue her, even if I have only been able to comprehend things for about five hours. I'm going. You can come, or you can stay." Elizabeth put up a tough argument. Secretly she was hopping Robin would come with her. She didn't want what happened last time to happen again.

"Okay. But I'm driving." Robin smiled. Elizabeth was really growing on him. But then again, he couldn't have a relationship with anyone at the moment.

...

A horrible head ache. That was the first thing Nightwing felt. He groggily opened one eye. Everything was slightly blurry. He couldn't make out where he was. The drug must not have worn off enough for him to see properly. So he used his other sense.

He struggled with his hands. They were tied extremely tightly behind his back. He listened. The room he was in was completely silent. Wait, no. There was a person in here. He could hear them breathing. There was another, raspier breath. Two people. He smelled the air. It smelled clean, like a freshly cleaned room. But then a pungent odor flooded his nostrils. It smelled like sewer and rotten eggs. The Kroloteans had that smell. But it was faint, so there wasn't one in the room at the moment.

Slowly the drug wore off .

He opened his eyes slowly. His senses had not failed him. He was sitting in a small, white room. There was nothing in it. He was sitting on a chair on one side of the room. On the other was Amelia, sitting in another chair, with her mouth gagged. Her breaths came out raspy. Where and whom was the other person.

"Well, well, well." Valentin said. "Looks like I'm getting the last laugh, aren't I." he laughed a girlish laugh. Perfect laugh for his name, Nightwing thought.

"Let Amelia go." Nightwing said. His own voice cracked. After he had spoken, Amelia lifted her face. Her eyes were puffy, as if she had been crying. Around one of her eyes was a ring of black. Either Valentin had done it, or she got it during the fight.

"Oh, Amelia isn't the one you should be worried about. We have a little deal, you see." He walked over to Amelia, his shoes clicking and the sound vibrating off the walls. A tear slid down her cheek.

"You see, she has to marry me. Or, she can see you suffer. Which one do you think she chose?" he giggled.

"Amelia, no. You can't." Nightwing said. He would rather die than see Amelia unhappy and with that creep. But either way, he would get what he wanted. Another tear slipped down her cheek.

"Well then." he clapped his hands together. "Shall I leave you two some private time to say good bye? You have twenty minutes." He walked to the open door. "Oh, and don't even think about trying to escape. This could hold Superman!" And with a laugh, he left.

As soon as the doors clicked closed, the bonds suddenly loosened on Nightwing's hands. He quickly undid them and ran to Amelia. He gentle untied her hands, then took the gag out of her mouth.

"I'm sorry." she whispered, her voice cracking. She leaned into his shoulder.

"No, no." he said. "We will find a way out of this. I promise." Nightwing lifted Amelia's chin up. "Royalty always keep their heads up." Amelia smiled. "I learned that from you." Then Nightwing kissed the black part of Amelia's eye so lightly, it didn't hurt her.

"You do understand, I'm only doing this to protect you, right?" Nightwing nodded. Amelia placed her head on his shoulder. They sat there for a while. "He threatened to kill you. He said the only way I could save you was to let you go." A tear fell on Nightwing. "I'm afraid I won't be able to do it. When he lets you go," she began to whisper. "You need to go far away from here. Very far."

"But,"

"Promise me." she tried to smiled. "I can take care of myself. Nightwing nodded. They sat there, hand in hand, head on shoulder.

"Well I think that's been long enough!" Valentin came back into the room. "Nightwing, what kind of name is that?" he muttered. "Anyways, please face the wall. Oh go on now." he said when he saw Nightwing's reluctance. "Don't even thing about moving, I have weapons locked onto you. Amelia dear, let's go now." Valentin held out his hand. Amelia took it. "Say good bye dear." he whispered.

"Goodbye." Amelia said. "Richard." she whispered so softly

"Bye." was Nightwing's only reply.

Amelia and Valentin walked out hand and hand. Once they cleared the door, Valentin said, "Kill him." he words were without any emotion.

"No!" Amelia screamed. She tried to twist around to go to Nightwing, but Valentin held her waist. She kicked and screamed as guards went into the room.

Then there was a loud bang.

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