A/N: WOW! I AM SOOO SORRY! I know it's been months! I just got caught up with a lot of things going on in my life, work, trying to get back into school, kiddlet in school... yea... But I'm BACK! I am so so sooo sorry. I hope your still all out there and I really hope you enjoy this chapter.

I will hopefully have another one for next week, I really really want to get back into updating this guy again. Yes I know we've all heard that before, so many unfinished stories out there. But I DO WANT to finish this one.

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THANK YOU ALL! YOU'RE ALL SO AWESOME!

EDIT: Fixed some typos as I'm Slowly posting from FFnet to A03,

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What was he? This surreal creature. He was unlike anything he had ever seen before. The villains even in Gotham.. as creepy as they were, as terrible as the Joker is... This... this was on a different level. Robin cringed internally. Everything seemed so different in this world. How- No. He shook the thoughts from his head. He had to think. Now if only he had a weapon...

Possibly a bow staff, but that wasn't going to appear anytime soon. So he was going to have to find something different. Guns were out of the question. What else did he have? Robin thought for a moment. His knife, right. The one he took from the crash. He still had it with him. It was a regular combat knife but right now it was better then nothing.

"You bastard! Damn you!" cried Asif towards the white figure before them. "Geist, I should of known." So Sariel and her crew have met this Geist before.

The figure chuckled. "Yes. I'm sorry... well actually you all should be sorry... thinking you could infiltrate us so easily. She knew you know. All along. Why did she ever try to trust your precious little Sariel is beyond me."

Asif was enraged. "Someone had to stop you."

Geist laughed. "Stop us!? HA! We've been doing this for far to long... and to think someone like you could stop us?" Asif glared. Robin however took a stance. He looked to the old Russian to his right. "I never got your name."

The old man smirked in his direction. "Sergei"

"Ok Sergei... If we don't do something, we aren't walking out of this alive."

The old man looked to his young companion and raised a brow. Slade hid his smirk well. "What do you have planned Robin?" was all he could think.

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The chair she was tied to was old, brittle. But fortunately for her, somehow still stable. Quickly, while she was left alone, Sariel scanned the area for alternatives. If she could get something to cut through the rope... A knife, a lighter... anything. There didn't seem to be any visible options nearby. But if she could somehow shuffled over to that set of drawers, perhaps she could find something within.

As quietly, which really wasn't that quiet, as she could Sariel moved herself and the chair to the drawers hoping to find something preferable sharp inside.

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Robin had a plan... it wasn't a very grand or stable plan, but it was something. That was If he could get himself into the building. Again not a stable plan, it was literally winging it so he could get Sariel out of there hopefully in one piece. And once this was all done he had some questions of his own for the girl.

Right now he had to figure out how exactly this guy hovered around. Where did his powers come from? In truth, he was in the dark about his current foe. But Asif knew something about this guy.

"Asif, take care of him. Sergei your with me."

Before anything else could be said Robin and backflipped up onto one of the broken walls and swiftly touched down on the floor, before taking off. Sergei following behind. Leaving behind a very confused Asif.

"It seems your friends abandoned you."

Asif narrowed his eyes at the floating man. His glare however only made Geist chuckle all the more. "What a shame."

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SCREEEEEEEEECH

She stopped and look around. "Fucking hell... I'm making so much fucking noise. I'm surprised I'm not dead yet." Sariel reached out as much as she could with her feet and...

SCREEEEEEEEEEEECH

Again she stopped. It didn't help that her thighs were also tied to the chair, leaving only her lower calves to help drag herself and the chair.

SCREEEECH

"This is the most stupidest thing I have ever done."

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"We need to kill the guards inside to rescue your friend, ya?"

Robin shook his head to the older man. "No. We take them down but we don't kill them."

Sergei laughed at his young counterpart. "You Americans, perhaps in your country you do not fight to defend what is yours. But in Russia we will kill if necessary. These people here... they are your enemy yes?"

"Yes but-"

"They have something that is yours, yes? A friend, yes?"

"I wouldn't called her a friend exactly." Robin retorted. "But yes."

"These people, they are from the desert. They know the harshness of life. It is all around them. They take what they can... So rarely do they give back. Very much so like the desert they are surrounded by, yes?"

Robin wanted to roll his eyes at the old man, but settled for a bit of glare instead. "I have no delusions that they would so willingly give Sariel back." Robin then started down one of the old decrypted halls. The old man laughed as he walked away. His chuckled leveled out as Robin turned to look at him. "Alright, alright. We do this the hard way."

Robin lifted a brow. "Meaning?"

Sergei's eyes glinted with a bit of mischievousness. "Your way. No deaths. Perhaps just a few bumps on the head ya?"

The younger nodded to the older before heading down the hall. He had to admit to be back in action felt good. This was his kind of turf, and although it was a different board, he would learn to play the game.

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OK SO I'll be back to update hopefully next week, everything has seemly calmed down so there should be no interruptions!

Take care all

-Fangy