Flying Solo #2

"Hiya!"

"Rah!"

Damien was busy training in the batcave honning his skills on the practice dummies.

"Die Drake!"

Damien was still angry at Tim for beating him so he trained harder every day.

"Damien!" Dick called out.

"Take that Drake!"

"Damien!" Dick called again.

"What is it Grayson? Can't you see i'm busy?" Damien said harsly.

Dick sighed "I miss the good old days."

Damien stopped and turned to face his mentor.

"Whatdoyoumean!?" he spat quickly.

"Back when I was Nightwing, everyone respected me but now, now i'm-"

"An old man wallowing in self pity, pathetic." Damien finished.

"Your father, although you didn't know him, he was a great man, took me, Jason and Tim under his wing, trained us, but then-"

"Then what?" Damien was interested now.

"Jason went rogue, he went to find his mother who betrayed him to the joker."

"He was beaten with a crowbar and finally blown up, your father deemed it his greatest failure."

"I watched over your father after that until Tim came along and deduced our identities while proving that Batman was in need of Robin."

"Dick...I'm sorry." It was the first time Damien had called him by his first name.

"It's ok, get some sleep, we're gonna be busy in the morning."

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Tim was still in Metropolis and he was having a great time, he occasionally worked with superman and they had stopped Lex Luthor from his mayor campaign by revealing that he wanted to use the power to destroy superman.

But today Tim was taking it easy, collecting his thoughts and thinking about what he was going to do with his life.

"Ahh! Help me!"

"Tim span round and ran to the source of the sound were he found a woman being mugged by to thugs.

"Get off her!" Tim shouted, sweeping one of them off their feet and punching the other one in the nose breaking it.

"He broke my nose!" The man screamed as he ran off followed by the other thug.

The woman uncovered her eyes "Thank you-" she started, but she was all on her own.

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The next day Tim was on the phone when some mail was posted through the door.

Tim went over to pick it up and saw that it was addressed to 'Bat-Family, With a shocked look he proceeded to open it.

Dear Bat-Family,

I have Robin

Joker :)

Tim looked for the address.

"East West Gotham, Green Street, 27."

"I need to go, now!"
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Dick picked himself up off the floor, and stumbled towards the exit of the batcave.

"Damien!"

No answer.

"Damien!"

Nothing.

"History is repeating itself."

Dick looked down to find a note on the floor, picking it up he read it aloud.

"Come find me, East West Gotham, Green Street, 27"

"Damn it!"
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Meanwhile Tim was on the bus advancing towards his destination.

Think Tim Think!

Who could know about the Bat Family?
Joker? Penguin? Riddler?

I need to ring Dick.

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A fourth whack sent Damien flying.

"Ughhhh!" Was the only sound he could make.

"Well well, look at this, the bird has left his nest."

Another whack with the crowbar.

Damien was crying in pain now and shielded away from the next blow.

"Please-Don't hurt me!" Damien cried.

"Ohh I won't." replied the voice.

"I'll kill you!"

BOOM!

The door next to them flew off its hinges and in its path stood Batman and Robin.

"Ooh, now this is fun!" Sneered the voice.

"Your not Joker!" Said Tim

"No, I suppose I'm not."

"Call me..."

"Jason Todd."