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Batman jumped out of the Batmobile when Alfred showed up.
"Master Bruce?" Alfred asked.
"Alfred. You know how I told you about the packages Robin left?" Batman asked.
"Yes. Why?" Alfred asked confused.
"Well, we found the last one tonight. It was Joe Chill, the person who killed-" Batman started.
"Oh my!" Alfred had wide eyes.
"Not only that. Alfred. You might want to sit down." Batman took off his mask.
Alfred's eyebrows rose.
NO ONE EVER told Alfred to sit.
So, Alfred did.
"Robin. He's alive." Bruce said looking Alfred in the eyes.
"WHAT?" Alfred jumped up from the seat, knocking it over.
"That's not all. He was the apprentice for Deathstroke, Slade Wilson." Bruce said.
Alfred gasped.
He had heard stories about Wilson's ruthlessness.
And it was brutal, horrible.
"But Alfred, we got him." Bruce whispered and took something out from the backseat of the Batmobile.
It was Robin with torn clothing and bruising everywhere.
But he was in one piece.
Bruce laid him down on one of the medical tables.
Alfred and Bruce went to work right away.
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Healing
FanfictionRobin is finally out of the clutches of Deathstroke! But how is he taking it? Will he ever truly heal? SEQUEL TO "AT THE MERCY OF DEATHSTROKE" !!!
