Alrighty then! Another chapter. In LESS THEN A MONTH! Shocking I know.

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EDIT: 01/02/2023 - Just fixing some things

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The place itself was hot as Hell, but the man didn't flinch, not even a bit. He came here in hopes to find something, anything. Hama was a small city not far from the border of Lebanon. It was in the west-central area of Syria, and it didn't gain a lot of attention. He had gone to Damascus first, but found nothing. This was his next place to go.

The Batwing hovered above the streets, only to land when dark, allowing him to investigate a few times at night. He questioned Hama's people, but found no wealth of information. He was about to leave when he noticed a small group of little houses outside the city's ancient crumbling wall.

He checked the structures only to find most had families living in them. However, the one he was in now was empty, but with recent signs of life. Unfortunately, they all seemed to have left some time ago. If Robin had been here, there was no immediate sign left behind to say that he had. Batman began to dig around anyway. After some time, he still found nothing of significance. Whoever was here, sure didn't want anyone to know that they were, and where they had gone.

He brought his eyes back to the computer and all the equipment in the living room. He had glanced at it before, and thought nothing of it. But looking at it now... the whole set-up looked far too high-tech compared to the rest of the place with its old furniture. The computer seemed to be the only thing worth anything in the whole dump.

Batman wheeled out the chair, sat down, and booted up the system. He had to admit whoever put a lock on this computer knew what they were doing, again it seemed all a bit too fishy. Whoever owned this computer didn't want anyone else on it. Passwords were one thing; this was a bit different. Thinking on it, he knew if they were smart, they would have wiped all they could on it and took whatever information they had, with them. The computer may hold nothing, but Bruce had to make sure. It took him a little while, but he eventually got in. It was just as he thought, nothing immediate. Nothing out of the ordinary.

He began to check the browser history. If they had caught a plane, they might have done the payments online. Not that they wouldn't have deleted that too, however, he was in luck. The last recorded website that was visited was for a travel website. He couldn't see any other information but it was enough. Whoever was here, had left a while ago.

Batman leaned back in the chair and started to ponder over where and when Robin would have left here, and if in fact, he had been here at all. The Caped Crusader started to analyze the interior again, searching for any clues. His eyes fell on the wastebasket right beside the computer desk. He leaned forward, surprised to see a crumpled-up paper inside.

Slowly he took the piece of paper out and began to unwrinkle it. It seemed the printer had a malfunction, and made whatever it was they were trying to print, unreadable. But he was certain of one thing. This was flight information. Including the gate and terminal information. Some airports didn't always have this information around the airport, especially if it was a smaller one like the one out here.

Batman began to try and flatten the paper out as much as he could. He found various names. But two stuck out to him a like a sore thumb. Slade and Richard Wilson.

Now he was certain. They had been here at one point, and Slade was taking Richard to Europe. Disguising him as his son. The Batman frowned at the situation. His fists curled at the thought. He had also found where they were headed.

Berlin.

Within moments the house was silent once again, the presence of the Bat, gone. It would take a while to get to the German Capital, and according to the flight information he had been in Europe for a while. And here he was, still in the Middle East. Batman cursed at himself. He just hoped he was quick enough in getting to Berlin before anything major could happen.

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"I hear footsteps. Heels included." Robin was analyzing the situation, his mind reeled with every possibility of how this could go down. Every escape root they could take if things really took a turn for the worse. There were only two options, the door they came through, or the window. Sariel had said only the window if absolutely necessary, but she also said to play it by ear, see how things came about.

Sariel took a deep breath and recomposed herself. "It's time."

The two looked to one another and nodded. It was time to Rock n' Roll. Although both felt a pang of fear once she entered the room. From then on out, nothing was predictable.

"Good Evening." the woman said in the utmost professional manner, as she strolled into the room, not even sparing the duo a glance. "I trust you have everything in order?"

"And I trust you have what I want?"

The woman smiled at her. "You've grown little girl. You're not so afraid these days. I don't see the child soldier anymore. The scared little girl trying to find her way in a warzone. In fact, you've mastered it by now, haven't you?"

The woman shook her head with her eyes cast down. "Hrmmm..." The small sound emitted from her before she leaned on the table in the room. Her on one side, the teens on the other.

"And as for you." Her red eyes had no problem in seeking his own. "The little Robin from Gotham's streets. Leader of the Teen Titans. But now the Apprentice of a man you once hated. Whom is also one of the most dangerous, most wanted men in the entire world." She chuckled. "It seems the little bird has betrayed everything and everyone he once knew. You too have come a long way. Freedom to do as you please in this world, without a team to guide, and without a Bat to constantly restrain you. Refreshing isn't it?"

Sariel glanced at the former Boy Wonder, amazed however, to see that he didn't even flinch; he just smirked at the woman. "Seems he's not denying it at least." she mused to herself.

"Regardless however..." she looked to the both of them this time. "Even with all of your time and effort put into getting to where you are now. You have failed today. Give me the Legacy."

"I have a question."

Aurora eyed Sariel. "Yes?"

"The pieces... in this portion we obtained. They don't all fit. The Legacy isn't just money is it?"

The head of the ben Elohim smiled. "No, it isn't. But you knew that already, when you were trying to steal it all those months ago." The woman reached out; her hand open. "It is time for you to return what you have stolen."

Three fully armored guards had entered the room at this time, and just as Sariel had predicted, they were going to have to fight their way out. These three were going to be tough to fight, but he knew that they were here more for Auroras protection than anything else. Robin looked to his companion as she dug into her bag to retrieve the item. She looked at him then, her eyes bore into his, then looked to the door, then back to him. Robin understood the signal. Shit was going to go down and she probably didn't want to deal with the glass. Thus, bar fight seemed to be the way to go. Even once they rid themselves of the guards behind them, they would have to escape by going through the pub below. Nothing about this was going to be pleasant.

Sariel held the item in her hand. The chip was small, but wasn't worth anything, since the real copy was safe with Slade. Hell, who needed a safe when you had Deathstroke guarding it? She and Robin had quite a good laugh about it.

Carefully, she handed Aurora the item. The older woman handed it quickly to Geist, who gingerly took it within his clawed hands and placed it into one of his pouches.

"Unfortunately, I won't be holding up my end of the bargain."

Robin crossed his arms. "We figured."

The older woman smiled. "Kill them."

"Not playing fair." Sariel spat at the older woman.

Aurora looked at her playfully. "Do you ever?"

The guards came up behind them and attacked. Robin swung around and grabbed one by their arm and threw the heavily armored man to the ground. Sariel punched another, her fists had stung from the contact, but the guard had staggered back a bit. "THE DOOR!" she shouted and Robin and her bolted towards their only means of escape. In order for the rest of the plan to work, it would have to be Gus that had to shoot them. The tracker was already in enemy hands. They just needed to do their part.

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The teens had left in a hurry. Already out the door. She was somewhat amazed at how they had managed to escape their deaths... thus far anyways. She wanted to test them first. She knew the guards wouldn't be a match, but the armor they wore would be a deterrent. They would have to deal with the rest of downstairs before they could truly escape.

Aurora was amused to say the least. "You three stay here." The guards were a bit shaken; it seems Sariel and Robin had used their own armor against them. "Smart" she thought. All three had wanted to give chase. But she wasn't about to have them go off and start destroying the downstairs bar. There were plenty that wanted to please down there. The job would get done.

"Shall I pull around the car?"

Aurora turned to her old friend. "Yes, but I don't want to leave just yet."

Geist smirked in return, and then left to prepare for their departure. Soon enough, it was just her and the three guards in the room. Geist's form had dissipated into thin air.

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The door slammed open and hit the cowboy right in the face, sending him stumbling back. "What the...?" he muttered to himself as he saw the form of Robin and Sariel run down the stairs. "Well shit." he mumbled as he gathered himself up from the floor.

The cowboy was about to give chase when Aurora called for him. "Boss... you want me to...?"

"No, there is hardly any need."

The cowboy nodded his understanding. These kids would never be getting out of here alive. And if they did... well he'd tip his hat to them.

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The two had ran down the stairs in a mad dash, all the while knowing what awaited them. However, reality had really sunk in once they were on the main floor. And in present, now that they were standing here, this whole fight looked like it was gonna hurt. A lot.

They all had guns on them, they knew, but luckily, they didn't want to draw too much attention to themselves so no one used them, yet anyways. However, it didn't stop any of the thugs from pulling out a knife or two. Furniture of course, was also a possibility. Bar stools made for a great way to knock someone out.

Robin scanned the room, but didn't see Gus. The plan was to shoot them once they made it outside and into an alley. He rubbed his wrist in anticipation of the fight to come, also feeling the bulletproof vest beneath his clothes.

A thug started to walk over to the duo, his eyes beady, and his breath smelt of liquor. "Looks like the kids wanna play with the adults tonight boys." The man's German accent was thick, Robin could hardly understand what he had said, but he got the jist when the man took a bottle and shattered it, intending to use it as a weapon.

"Head towards the kitchen."

Robin nodded before he found out that the man had lunged at him. He dodged, and the glass had just missed his cheek by an inch. The former hero grabbed the man's arm, and struck him in the crock of his elbow and the man instantly dropped the broken bottle. But the man wasn't down, he tried to punch the boy with his other free arm, but Robin quickly caught it as soon as he had tried to land a hit on the kid. He kneed the man in the gut before he sent him flying into the nearby wall.

"This is gonna be easy." Robin muttered to no one but himself. However, someone had heard.

"Easy eh kid?"

Robin turned around to find a rather large man step up behind him. The man's form was huge, he was probably even taller than Slade... and dare he say, more menacing?

"Great." he mumbled, as he dodged a punch. "Juust great."

Robin gritted his teeth and punched the man a few times, finding weak spots on this man was easy, the problem was that he was so big...and could take, apparently, a lot of damage. Robin's punches seemed to do little next to nothing.

He punched the man again, the man grunted. "Stupid kid." The man instead turned the fight into his favor and quickly started to attack. One punch, two, three. Robin dodged them all, but he grew tired of this fight. He quickly gave a few punches and then did a flip back and came at the man with a lower kick that sent the man to the ground. Robin quickly ran over to the man before he could get up to put him out for the night. However, he did not expect the older man to grab him, get back up and toss the young man at the counter. Robin's back hit the bar itself, his feet had kicked off some drinks and his head had smashed into the countertop a little too closely to a few bottles. It took a moment but the former hero shook himself awake and somewhat sat up on top of the bar. "Fuck." he muttered to himself.

He opened his eyes and saw the older man approach. "Shit." he thought. "Gotta get rid of this guy." Robin eyed the rather large wine bottles that sat just behind the bar. He reached into the bar for them, without letting the man know about what he was doing.

"Didn't have what it takes eh, kid?" The large man cracked his knuckles, and walked over to the hunched over form of the boy. "You landed some good punches though; too bad they had no effect."

"Try this then!"

Robin swerved around, wine bottle in hand, and completely smashed the bottle against his face as it shattered into a thousand pieces.

The man screamed in pain, the shattered glass had not only scratched his face up, but it had left bits of glass embedded into his skin. Blood rolled down his face. Only adding to the man's panic. Robin lifted himself back up from the bar and did a series of attacks on the man, leaving him a bloody mess, and unconscious.

"Right." Robin rubbed the back of his right hand. "Who's next?"

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Slade had been watching the entire time, waiting for them to come downstairs. And it seemed that so far, everything was going as planned. The fake Legacy was upstairs, since it truly was a tracker in disguise, and Robin and Sariel were downstairs causing trouble as they should be at this point.

He cringed at the beating Robin had been receiving from the much larger opponent. However, the boy got creative. He had to admit, the glass bottle across the man's face was something he hadn't fully expected from the boy. But even he had to admit, this whole excursion, this singular mission, was an excellent way to see how truly far Robin had come from his time in the Middle East. Injuring a man to that degree... wasn't something the old Robin would have done.

Just a little more and Robin would be killing.

Slade smirked at the thought, as his fingers tapped against his metal mask, which he currently had sitting on his lap. Oh yes, he had already shifted back into his uniform. And he had Robin's waiting. When the two came back to regroup. They would definitely be needing their Kevlar gear if they did indeed intend to find the ben Elohim's base.

Tracking them wasn't going to be hard. They hadn't noticed the Legacy was a fake... or perhaps they did, and this was all a well laid trap on their part. Which was surely something to consider.

The Mastermind let out a sigh. Whatever was going to happen, would happen. He would just have to try and keep his apprentice and his little friend alive long enough to see tomorrow.

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More action to come in the next chapter to.

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