Part I: Rebecca Robinson is left to face Gotham's worst Halloween ever. One ex-Robin and one dead-Robin are running loose in Gotham with their own goals in their mind. Rebecca's mind isn't the ideal one and with the history like she has is she able to survive with out losing her sanity or life? What will happen when Clown Prince of Crime wants his toys back and even Scarecrow can't stop him? Will Rebecca be only his toy?

Chapter 4 is rated M

Romance will be a slow burn.

Broken Toys

Chapter 9 – Professional

"Where are you taking me?" Raven asks keeping her voice calm and cold.

"To GCPD obviously. You'll love it." Nightwing pushing her walk faster. They are out of the clock tower and cold rain falls to Raven's ponytail and face.

However going to GCPD doesn't go with Raven's own plans. "It was nice to meet you but I gotta run." Raven kicks him making Nightwing's grip loosen and frees her both hands. She pulls one of her knives out ready to throw it. She needs Nightwing for now. She needs more information. She just need to make him realize that she is too dangerous to be locked up GCPD.

Nightwing drops a smoke bomb making Raven smile. She has used this tactic multiple times. She automatically knows what he is trying to do. Raven knows that she needs to let him catch her so she gets ready for the attack.

Nightwing surprises her. Instead of sneaking behind her and then capturing her, he knocks her out completely. Nightwing ties her legs and arms. Then he picks her over his shoulder and moves on to GCPD.

Raven wakes up in the bridge near the GCPD. Her head is little dizzy but she knows from experience that it will go away soon. It still looks like Nightwing is going to take her to GCPD. Raven can't let that happen. She needs to bluff her way out of this.

"Did you see that?" Raven points out something in the water.

"Please? Do you really think I'm gonna fall for that?" Nightwing doesn't even bother to look at where Raven is pointing her finger.

"I'm serious. There is something in the water." Raven continues.

Nightwing sights but turns to see what Raven is pointing at. In deed he sees somebody but she is technically in the water. She is on the edge of the sea. She is limp and her eyes are closed.

"Shit." Nightwing murmurs. He doesn't let go of Raven when he jumps next to Rebecca's lifeless body. He quickly checks her pulse. It's there. She is alive. "Thank god."

"Someone you know?" Raven takes notice on his tone. It would help if she would be able to see his face.

"Why so curious? Jealous maybe?" She swears she can hear his smirk.

"I'm not going on that route. Is she alive?" Raven just need to wait for the right moment.

It is like Rebecca hears Raven's voice. She opens her eyes and coughs. She can't remember clearly what happened. She remembers being in the water but she can't remember how she got out. She can't swim. She was drowning. Did he save her again? It didn't look like it.

"I'm so sorry." Her voice is weak and dry. Like she haven't talk in forever.

"Nice to see you again, Rebecca." Nightwing takes her hand to help her up. Raven sees her opportunity.

She spins free from Nightwing's back. Her hands are still tied but that isn't problem to her. She is professional after all.

She grips Rebecca to her and waves a knife from her sleeve. She presses the blade to Rebecca's neck.

"Why this always happens to me?" Rebecca sighs.

Arkham Knight isn't patient man. He never was. Right now his temper is already being tested. First Crane didn't let him kill Bruce and then the bastard almost got the cloudburst. He had only one hostage remaining. At least Barbara was somewhat safe. Crane couldn't lay even a finger on her.

He had let the Rebecca-girl escape. Or whatever she was. Jason had always hated personality disorders. Harvey is a great example of that.

To be fair her tattoos and scars are disgusting. Even thinking about that makes Jason angry. He hates her. He hates Joker. And he HATES Bruce.

"Boss? You gotta see this." One of his militia says. Jason recognizes him to be Smith. Jason found him betrayed, just like he. Smith gives him a small screen.

"This is showing all around the city." Smith says.

"How does it feel to see your city on the brink of ruin, your friends in the clutches of death?" The screen shoved Barbara's lifeless body in the wheelchair. "You stretched yourself too far this time, Batman, and now your failure is all but complete. As that final dying breath escapes her body, she will know you are the one who failed her." Crane ends his message and I can only imagine the horror in Batman's eyes. Finally something is going right.

"You can go now." Jason tells to his soldier. He is already on a tight schedule. He needs to prepare the Cloudburst. Now.

Jason really doesn't care about Crane's plan. It doesn't matter. All he wants is to see Bruce dead. And he wants Bruce know who did it. Jason wants to look at his eyes when the life escapes from them and him to know that he, Jason Todd, the fallen Robin, defeated him.

And his moment is close. It is getting closer and closer. But first he needs to take care of cloudburst. It is well hidden but Jason knows that Bruce will find it. He always will. Barbara was keeping him busy only for a moment.

Truth to be told Jason isn't sure how Bruce will try to defeat Crane. He will fail of course. But how? He has the whole city against him. Watchtowers, tanks, checkpoints, even fucking bombs all around Gotham. Crane got practically everybody against him. Jason dispraises them. He wants to shoot them to face. They are nothing more than criminal scum. They are worthless and a shame. But for now Jason needs them. He just needs to kill Bruce. The prize is expensive but Jason is ready to pay.

The new fake Robins needs to die too. After only six months he already took a new one. He didn't even bother to look Jason. He is worthless to Bruce. It doesn't matter anymore. Bruce is going to die tonight and so is Robin. He had professional working on it after all.

It was blurry. I couldn't see a thing. It was cold. I broke the skin in my palm again. It was weak after so many scratches and soon I felt warm blood on my arm. I rubbed my palms against my eyes. I accidentally touched my scars on my cheeks. I left out a small chuckle.

Suddenly I was blind. Everything has turned white and it strikes pain through my brain. I saw a dark shadow in middle of the white. Animalistic groan escaped from my mouth. I backed away against the wall trying to escape the light.

I heard a voice. It was soft but it sounded strange. I couldn't understand what the voice was saying. I groaned again. This time it was for warning. The shadow came closer. I jumped towards it but somehow I couldn't touch the shadow. It moved quickly and I was weak. I tried to jump again but I could only see black and I collapsed to ground. I felt something touch me and immediately I panicked. I bit the first thing that I could. I felt my teeth sink into flesh and the shadow yelled. Quickly I was back in the air. I heard shadow's voice again but it wasn't soft anymore. It came closer so I crawled as far as I could from it. To my surprise I didn't feel wall and my surroundings came even brighter. The change was so sudden that I screamed from pain. The white was too much for my eyes.

I felt something cold and wet on me. It was rain. Slowly I was able to see again. White turned into red. It was in my hands, it covered my body and it dripped from my hair.

High pitched laughter ran through the air. I couldn't stop. Tiers fell from my eyes and they became red. Everything was red and messy and chaos and…

The shadow had followed me. It was standing few feet away from me. It was looking at me. It wasn't shadow anymore. It was human, like me. No, definitely nothing like me. It was too calm and collective. It was a he.

He made sounds again. It was back to soft tone and he was keeping his both hands up so I was able to see them. He walked closer. He spoke again. I couldn't understand him. He kept speaking as he walked closer trying to keep me calm.

I had a premonition what he was about to do but he was too quick. He jumped over me and captured me from behind. I wasn't able to bite him again and my kicks and screams were useless.

The knife cuts through my skin. Small drop of blood drops from the cut. It doesn't bother me. Pain tolerance is one thing that I got better at after Jo… after Joker.

'No! NO! Not again!' Punch Line sounds so terrified that it makes me almost laugh. Parts are turned now.

"Could you just let her go?" Nightwing sounds so tired of this. Is this third time when he saves me in last twenty-four hours? I almost pity him.

"Only if you don't take me to GCPD." The girl says as she sinks the blade deeper.

"Nightwing has a point, whoever you are…" I say. I'm trying to resist rolling my eyes.

"Raven." She cuts me.

"Okay, good for you. But I'm kinda used to this. He is more than used to this and he's going to catch you anyway. I may end up dead but that's only going to piss him off. It's personal then." Why did I gave my knife and tazer to Knight again? They would be handy now.

"Don't get too cocky." She only states keeping her eyes on Nightwing.

I look at Nightwing hoping he gets the hint. Once I got his eye contact I blink. Then I break free from her grip using one of my training methods. She probably knows how to prevent that but she underestimated me and didn't pay enough attention. Nightwing kicks the knife off her hand and captures her quickly. Raven screams from disappointment but settles for it.

"I could say the same thing." He smirks. "But you have a point. You can't go to GCPD anymore. You are way too feisty for that."

When he isn't paying attention I grab Raven's old knife and put it in my shoe. I notice my outfit. Stupid Punch Line.

'Hey! I heard that.'

"What are you going to do about her?" I ask.

"Cell would be good use. Possibly your old one." He says keeping his eyes on Raven.

"Who is she?" I ask again.

"I don't know yet. I found her in one of Batman's lairs."

"Wow. How did she found it?" Raven choses to ignore us and keeps her mouth shut. She only glares us.

"I don't know. But I'm gonna fin out." Nightwing looks me clearly thinking something else.

"Yes?" I question him.

"Can you wait here? On this rooftop, I mean. I need to put her away and then I come back for you." Nightwing turns his eyes back to Raven.

"Sure." I shrug my shoulders. He nods and uses his grappling hook to get out of my sight. I wait few moments until I start moving. Of course I'm not going to stand there and wait. He clearly doesn't know me. I need to do couple things first. Punch Line left a big mess for me to clean off.

I was at hospital. My hands and legs were tied to the bed and I was in intravenous therapy. I was alone again. Only noise was from hospital gadgets. I tried to free my hands but it alerted the staff. Soon, doctor came from the door. She was an older woman whit grey hair on a bun. She looked oddly familiar. Maybe I had knew her in other life.

"Hello, Rebecca. I'm doctor Gretchen Whistler." Even her name sounded familiar. "Do you remember me?"

"No." I lied a smile on my face. "Can you remove these ties? They hurt like hell."

"I'm sorry but I afraid not. They are necessary from security stand point." Her face didn't flinch. She sounded like this wasn't her first time. "Do you remember anything that happened to you?"

Pain. Laughter. A shadow. "Few things."

"You were found inside of Arkham City. Before that you were arrested being connected in murder of Sam Rackel. When you were found, you tried to attack your rescuer and you were wounded in many ways. It took DNA tests to find out your identify." Her voice was dry and professional. She irritated me.

"Good to hear, doc. But this is kinda boring. Can we skip this part?" I yawned.

"Do you remember who caused you this?"

"Caused what?" I tried to dodge the question.

"You have multiple Joker-themed tattoos, scars that form a twisted smile, burning marks, other scars all over your body and you were undernourished and dehydrated to the point that after maybe few more days you would have died. And you had multiple ribs broken, your ankles and shoulders dislocated and signs of beating and possible rape." She still sounded calm. Like this was something that happened daily to her.

"All sounded correct but that rape thing didn't happened. I wasn't his type. And you probably know more than me. I didn't know I had broken ribs. I suspected it of course but after awhile it didn't matter anymore." I looked her with bored expression.

"So you remember what happened." It wasn't a question.

"Some of it. Memory never was my strong point." I laughed.

"Rebecca, please. You have went through a deep psychological trauma. Let me help." Now she really was getting to my nerves.

"Please, doc. Do you seriously think you can help me? And stop using that name. It doesn't belong to me anymore." I spitted to her feet.

"What do you mean?" Whistler took her notes ready.

"Rebecca was too weak to take all the pain. Ordinary, stupid girl. What was she thinking idolizing him?" I felt rage in my voice. That stupid, delusional piece of shit.

"So you aren't Rebecca?" She lifted her gaze from her notes to face me.

"Nah, you really should keep up, doc. You are way behind." I laughed to her face. "But I'm bored now. Go away. I don't want to talk anymore." I face the other way.

"You aren't charge of this situation." Whistler sounded angry for the first time.

I started screaming on a top of my lungs and wrestled as violently as I could. Soon I felt sedative going through my veins and I passed out.

A/N: Hope you liked it. You are going to see lot more Jason in future. Also I wanted to say quickly obviously my Raven isn't same Raven from Teen Titans. I invented this character long before I got into comics and named her Raven because ravens are my thing. Later when I read Teen Titans I cursed myself but it was too late to change her name. The character was Raven and that's it. So in my version Teen Titans isn't a thing and neither is the "real" Raven.

Random Fandom kid: Thank you. I'll do my best.

Anyway, see you on the next chapter!