Heeeey all, yep chapter 51. Gonna try and update more often and frequently. Because I'm excited for these next few chapters. Shit is gonna go down, things are gonna twist, you'll see why by the time you get to the end of this chapter, and the chapters after. And hopefully yer all excited as I am. *dances around*

Thank you Asilla for the awesome edits!

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"I know where she's headed."

"Huh?' Sariel looked to her companion, "Oh yea?" Robin turned his attention from the road before him, to the back of the truck, since he had snuck up front to get away from Gus's constant complaining.

"She's headed towards Museum Island. Look, she just went past that Victory Column." Sariel looked at the map that Gus had up on his screen. "And now she's driving up past the Tiergarten."

"What is on Museum island, other than museums?" This time it was Asif that had posed the question.

"Everything!" Gus exclaimed. "It used to be home to the Royals way back when, there is also old Universities there, the Opera House, a huge ass fancy Church, Art Galleries, that sort of thing. Oh, and lots of funky old buildings that I'm not too sure what the use of them was for, but they look neat. And yea, it's got lots of museums. Pass me that pamphlet." Gus waved his hand at the stack of books beside Sariel. Once given, he sifted through the books in search of the flyer he was given one night in one of his solo adventures around the city. "They started calling it museum island after archaeologists started bringing their findings home, and well... a lot of museums were built to house the artifacts. She's gotta be headed somewhere into that area."

"That's right, the bust of Nefertiti is here. She would definitely like it there."

Asif folded his arms. "The island itself is historical then. There is a lot in this area she would like. I wouldn't doubt she funds most things that go on here."

Gus nodded. "Yea the island is home to shit like the Ishtar gate too, in the Pergamon Museum. Which also holds entire areas of ancient cities."

Robin had made his way into the back to join his friends. He remembered something Sariel had told him about the mysterious woman. She liked artifacts, and the older the better. "She's a collector, right?"

"She likes the really old stuff." Gus shrugged as he looked back to his screen. "And not just the simple stuff either."

"Yea, we're talking go big or go home."

"If she is head of such a prosperous society, then she could certainly afford a museum or two. Perhaps, she has some other facilities underneath." Slade's words were clear, and all of them couldn't help but agree with his logic.

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Robin brought the laptop up front to give Slade a better gist of where Aurora was headed. The mastermind looked at the map and had an idea of where the woman was headed. "We'll have to park close to wherever she stops, and go by foot from there. We need to be cautious. It's better she doesn't find you before you're able to enter her-"

"Lair, haunt, evil headquarters?"

"Property."

"Well, that's no fun."

"Trying to be the hero again?" Slade glanced at his young apprentice, knowing full well the boy was jesting.

"No, but property just sounds boring."

"She stopped." Slade pointed out, which made Gus pop his head out into the front. "Where?" he asked. The mastermind pointed to the now still blip on the screen. "The Berliner Dom."

Gus blinked "Huh..."

"What?" Robin looked to his companion with a frown.

"It's just that... it would seem odd if she actually owned this, its technically a church."

Robin shrugged. "Church or not we go through with this, unless you're scared?"

Gus waved his hand. "Hardly."

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Robin looked up at their location and Sariel let out a sigh as she strode up to stand beside him. "Of course, she would pick a bloody church."

"And not just any church, this building is protected, bit of a historical site. It's open every day to tourists." In other words, Asif was telling her nicely, not to break anything while in there.

Robin smiled at his friend as she looked on at the structure in dismay. The building was massive, and her thoughts twisted and turned in every direction to try and detect a possible way of doing this, without causing too much trouble. But the moment was dashed when Gus entered with his own inquisitive nature.

"How the Hell are we going to get in?" Gus looked defeated. And Robin shook his head with a smirk. "One way or another."

Soon enough, Slade started handing out weapons, and Asif made himself at home with Gus's computer set up in the back. He would stay with Slade, and go in, only if needed. In the meantime, they had parked somewhere as inconspicuous as possible, since the city of Berlin never truly slept. They were going to have to be careful breaking into this church, since the last thing they needed was the local authorities showing up and asking questions.

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Once they were ready, they started to look for openings around the old building. It was the dead of night, and with the cover of twilight, sneaking into a church should be easy, right?

Wrong.

The trio had separated to cover more ground, since the building itself was fairly large. And there could be many hidden doors as well. For all they knew there was an outside entrance that could lead into the mausoleum that lay beneath the grounds.

Robin grunted. The place had more locks and sensors then most other places he had ever been to. But then again most historical buildings in Europe were wildly protected. Not that he really wanted to damage the place, unlike many others, he just wanted in for his own purposes. But then again, perhaps they were right to try and lock everyone out. Robin couldn't imagine getting into a fight with Aurora and company, and not having something break.

Another frown had etched onto his young face. Getting in through the back door seemed just as impossible as getting in through the front. "Seems like we're gonna have to get in another way." Robin thought to himself. Then something occurred to him. "They gotta keep this place clean and tidy and looking immaculate right? So, there's gotta be a way in from up top." And with that thought in mind Robin began to scale he building. At first it was just simple bricks his hands were grasping, but soon enough he found himself grasping onto Angel's wings, while using the heads of supposed saints for his footing.

One angel, then another. The wear and dirt on the statues gave them an ever-tiresome look as they stared out onto the city's people. As if they too were tired of all lies and deceit humanity plagued itself with. Robin looked up and kept climbing. Just a few more and soon enough he found himself leaping up to grab onto a statue of an angel with a rather large trumpet gracefully touching it's lips, as if playing some sort of angelic tune for the entire city to hear that it's herald had arrived. But what gave him the most hope, however, was when he found himself flipping over a railing to land his feet on a balcony.

He turned to look at the view and was amazed. The mere sight of his surroundings was breathtaking. They city wasn't made of skyscrapers, most of the buildings had remained the same and the only towering object in the distance was the TV tower. And the entire city spanned across the horizon, and all lit up as far as the eye can see.

Robin smiled and put a finger to his ear. "Hey, head up. There is a balcony here. I'll look around and see if I can find a door."

For now, he would let the others catch up and he could investigate the area for himself. "There has to be a door to get down for this balcony, even if it's something they don't use anymore. Something is better than nothing."

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Gus looked up at the monstrous building in despair, "He wants me to climb this thing?"

"Gus, you coming?" It was Sariel on the other end of his ear piece.

"Yea, yea."

"Hurry up then, I'm just getting to the top. And I'm not coming all the way back down to help you."

Gus huffed and sighed. He was still on the ground. He hated climbing... anything. The young man sighed and started to look for a good place to get his footing before he started climbing up the 269-year-old church.

"Please, please don't crumble beneath me."

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It had only taken him a short amount of time to fly from Syria to Berlin in his Batwing. But the city itself was massive and he had no idea where to start looking.

Bruce landed the Batwing in a discreet hiding spot, as to not to be seen. If anything, he didn't want Deathstroke to know he was in the area. He was going to have to be far stealthier from here on out, if he wanted to find Richard and get out of the city with his son and himself intact.

For now, he was going to have to look for clues as to where Dick could be at this moment. He already had Alfred investigating if Slade had any hideouts or headquarters in the area. And thus far, the butler had turned up with nothing.

The two of them were getting antsy, since they both knew the longer the boy stayed with the criminal, the more mentally damaged the boy could become. He knew Robin to be strong, but he also knew Deathstroke was very persuasive.

"Any sightings? Rumors? Anything at all?" Bruce's voice was deadpanned, emotionless, and very serious. Buy Alfred could tell he was exhausted. "Nothing of note sir. It seems they have kept pretty quiet since Syria."

"Hrmmmm... This isn't good. With no leads..."

"Well sir, there was something odd that did happen tonight, but it seems doubtful Master Richard would have played a part."

"What happened?"

"There was a bar fight, many were injured, three were found dead."

"Dead?"

"Gun to the head, sir. Apparently, the whole ordeal was pretty violent, and it is somewhat scaring the locals. Many of them are dreading terrorism. Ever since that attack back in 2016, it's seemingly played on in the back of people's minds."

"When did this happen?"

"Just a short while ago."

That didn't sound like Dick... but it could very well be Deathstroke. But then again, it didn't seem like Deathstroke either. Unless Slade was caught unaware. And everything went downhill from there? There were so many alternatives. And none right now that he could conclude to be a solid choice.

"Also," Alfred injected, "While it hasn't made the news yet, there was word around on social media that there was a bit of a car chase that happened afterwards, although it reminds known if it is connected to the bar mishap. What stands out is that this car chase did not involve the police."

Batman was silent for a few seconds until he spoke up. "Where did the chase end Alfred?"

"That last tweet I read was from somewhere on Museum island sir. There haven't been any odd reports since then."

"That whole area is pretty big, and clustered with old buildings. No wonder it got people's attention. It's not really a place one would race through."

"Yes sir. It does seem rather suspicious."

"It's better than nothing. Thank you Alfred."

"Take care of yourself sir, if Deathstroke truly is there and he has Master Richard-"

"I know, I'll bring him home."

Batman flicked off the screen while he sat in the Batwing. He would take Alfred's lead, and see where it led. One way or another, he would find his son tonight.

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Thanks guys, what do you think? Are you excited to see the Bat? I know I am. What's gonna happen? Will Bruce find his son? What will Robin do? Is Slade gonna have a argument with the Bat? Are they gonna flap their arms at one another and nag and whine at one another over who gets Robin?

Who knows.

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