A/N: OK! So I'm gonna try and update every Tuesday. Yes it's 1am, So technically it's Wednesday but hey I had some other stuff to do... so I'm sorry it's late! Please no throwing bricks at me ok? =)

Anywho please let me know what you think, People seem to like it thus far, which still confuses me but hey! So yea reviews are always appricated! Let me know what you think!

And Thanks to all that already have faved, followed and reviewed, you guys are awesome!

Anywho on with the story.

EDIT: 07/15/20419. Fixed the typos and errors and made it flow better.

ooooooooooooooooooooooo

His eyes opened to the same, unfamiliar ceiling. This place was not his home. It wasn't his bed in Titan Tower, nor was it his room in Wayne Manor. It wasn't disturbing at first, the setting peaceful. But the thought of where he was, and whom he was with... now that was disturbing.

Robin rolled out of bed. Today was the day. Today, Slade was going to take him somewhere, and today he would make his escape. He'd have to plan this out carefully, he had to be slippery enough to get out of his grasp. But there was doubt that clung to Robins train of thought. No matter what he did, Slade would always be two or three steps ahead of him. In order to slip away unnoticed, he was going to have to be craftier then the Criminal Mastermind. Which didn't seem possible at times. Well actually, all the time. It seemed every time Robin thought he was ahead of the game, Slade appeared out of the blue, and pushed the boy backwards about five spaces.

There was some clothes left for him on the chair that stood in the corner of the room. He quietly got changed into the olive green cargo pants, that seemed more military issued then something you'd buy from the store, along with the black basic t-shirt. A coat was also left for him for his so called 'journey'. Once dressed, he noticed the bowl of water and soap that was placed on the dresser. Robin dipped his right hand into it and noticed that it was still fairly warm. The cabin had running water, why bring him a basin? Perhaps Slade was hinting at the fact that for the time being he should stay in his room? "Screw that." he barked to himself. The young hero shook his head. But, he was kind of grimy from yesterdays little fight in the woods anyways. Dipping the cloth and soap into the water he began to lather the hand towel, and washed away any grim from his cuts and bruises. But before applying it to his face, his hands traced the fabric of his mask. He hadn't taken it off for the entire time he was here and it was beginning to get a little irritating. Normally, he took it off at night when he was sure he was alone. But here... here he couldn't chance it. The mask could come off once he got back to the Titans. Or at least, once he got away from Slade.

Once he was cleaned up, he slowly opened the door and peered around the corner. No one. "Ok." he thought. "Let's do this quietly." Escape wasn't quite the option to take right at the moment, but he wanted to get more of his bearings.

Robin stepped out into the hallway, and slowly crept over to the banister. There was four rooms up here and one washroom. All of these rooms were small, and all of them on the right hand side. It wasn't exactly a hallway, once you came out of your room one could almost look down into the living room. Also making it really easy for him to be seen. Quickly and quietly Robin moved back to the wall. There wasn't anyone down there at the moment.

"Robin"

The boy in question turned his head to find the criminal lingering out of his room. "Of course they would set my room up next to his." Robin mentally cringed.

"And where do you think you are going, hrmmm?"

Silence.

Slade glared down at the boy, the silence was unacceptable. "I asked you a question Robin?"

Robin glared at the criminal. "No where." he finally said. "Just... heading to the washroom." With that said, the young man turned towards the bathroom, walked in, and closed the door. Slade watched him and his little inner fit. His mind was probably screaming at him for lowering his defenses. He knew the boy well enough that he would try something... not that he would really get anywhere, but Robins mind was always one that was churning away at the bit. Even if he knew he wouldn't get far, or anywhere for that matter if he ran, he was still going to take the extra precautions about his surroundings. Another trait he liked about the boy. For all his running off and going head first into battle. When it mattered, Robin used his head, and used his cunning, and prepared for whatever came next.

Knowing that Robin would abandon the idea of escaping for the time being the criminal turned back into his room. He'd let the boy stew for the time.

oooooooooooooooooooooooo

It was still early in the morning. No one but the two of them were up. Jillain and her granddaughter were still asleep it seemed.

"Into the car."

Robin gritted his teeth and muttered a "No." before simply standing there and glaring at the man. Slade, on the other hand didn't have time for this. "Into the car, now Robin." The young hero didn't move. He stood there, not even giving the mastermind a spare glance. A bit frustrated now however, Slade backhanded the boy. Robin didn't see it coming and when Slades hand connected with his face, he fell backwards into the snowbank.

But before Robin could get back up, he grabbed the boy by the back of his coat and dragged him out of the clearing and closer to the treeline. Robin tried to fight off his grip, but it was to strong. "I do not need to be picking a fight with you this early in the morning again, do I?" Robin narrowed his masked eyes at the man. "We are on a tight schedule."

"I don't want any part of it!"

"You don't have much of a choice, Robin."

Robin fought off his grip, Slade letting him go. He quickly got to his feet. The two of them standing only at arms length from one another. Robin instinctively went into a defensive stance while Slade merely stood there with his hands at his back. The two merely watching one another, waiting for the other to make a move.

The man chuckled, breaking the silence between them. "Enough of this." The criminal attacked first. Grabbing Robins arm, twisting it, and receiving a yelp from it's owner. Then thrusted the boy into a tree. The impact was hard. Slade merely walked over to the boy and stood over him.

"If you've had enough as much as I have had with your attitude, then I believe it is time to get into the car." Slade watched him until the young man nodded as a response.

"Good. Let's get going." Slade turned around and walked silently to the vehicle. Robin, after shaking the snow off of himself, followed behind.

oooooooooooooooooooooooooo

A few hours later and they had arrived at one of Slades much smaller bases along the border of France and Germany. However, it was well equipped for being so compact. Best yet, it had a few helicopters hanging around. Which was perfect for the trip.

Slade had Robin sedated, not wanting the boy to know all of his secrets just yet. Therefore, the boy was passed out in the car. Getting him in that kind of state, however, was difficult he had to admit. But eventually, the boy let his guard down.

He had a few of his workers that lived on the base prep the helicopter, as he moved his apprentice into one of the seats. Robin groaned a bit, but not much else. By the time he woke up, they'd be close to their destination.

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Again. It happened again. He had spent most of the past few days asleep. All thanks to Slade and his sedatives. He got it, he didn't want the boy to know where he was going, but this was getting ridiculous. Robin tweaked his hand a bit before fully opening his eyes, only to regret it. "Had a good sleep Robin?" The boy in question narrowed his eyes at the man, his face stern, his mouth in a frown.

"Not really." he muttered. Which was true. While the sedatives kept him out cold, the ride was rather bumpy to say the least. His mind was always on the edge of being awake and a deep sleep.

"That is unfortunate." the man feigned concern.

He looked around his surroundings and noticed Slades choice in transportation. "A helicopter? Really? Where you taking me anyways?"

"Taking us you mean? You see wherever I go, you're coming along for the ride, as to where exactly..."

Robin wanted to shudder when he saw the mans singular eye glint for a few seconds, he could feel the man smirk at him from under that metal mask of his. "You will see soon enough."

The Boy Wonder sighed. He knew he wasn't going to get much out of the mastermind. His eyes wandered to the pilot and he briefly wondered if it was a real person, or another one of Slades mechanical wonders.

Silence hung between them, before Robins stomach disturbed the awkward moment.

"If your hungry, there is some food for you in one of the coolers to your right." Another glare was shot in the criminals way. But he couldn't fight his stomach, he was starving. Robin grabbed some of the food. He found some boxed cut up veggies and fruits, along with some cheese. It wasn't much, but it was a nice snack if anything.

"It isn't poisoned or anything is it? You're not going to put me to sleep again are you?" Robins eye twitched in annoyance.

Slade had pulled out a laptop to oversee any issues with any of his contracts. Looking up from it to his companion he merely grinned at the young boy, not that Robin could see it. "And why would I do that?"

"You've been doing it for the past few days!"

'Temper temper, Robin."The man chuckled darkly, Robin glared in his direction. "Perhaps I have, but only for your own good."

"My own good?"

Silence.

He never got an answer from the masked criminal, so Robin ate his food quietly and tried not to think of whom he was sharing a helicopter with. Instead, he tried to think of where he was. It wasn't anywhere he really recognized, but he kept his eyes open on the landscape for any idea of his location. He couldn't of been out for that long, it must of been around noon, at the very least. And for the time he'd been out, they could be anywhere in Europe, or beyond. "Not good." he thought. "Not good at all."

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Next chapter: Where is Slade taking Robin? What does he got up his sleeve? And is Robin going to at least try and make a daring escape... and probably fail? Or not? Who knows! Wait... I do. No I ain't telling. =P

I was thinking private jet, but I think all the countries in Europe are so close together, travel there takes no time at all. Slade would want to take his time, hence the helicopter..

OK So how did you like this chapter? PLS PLS drop me a review! Thanks all!

-Fangs