A Hero or a Talon?

Random Acts of Kindness

A shrill shriek could be heard as Robin surveyed the city. He quickly dashed towards the sound of the yell only to be met with the sight of a masked man holding a gun up to a woman's face,"Give me your purse, or you die."

The (probably) thirty year old woman looked terrified as she complied and handed the man her purse. The thief then began searching through her purse to see what he had earned himself. Robin took this as an opportunity to sneak up on the man and snatch the purse from within from his grasp.

"Who do you think you are?" The man turned around and sent a glare,"Leave, before you get yourself hurt."

Robin laughed,"Cute. You're trying to be scary... Look, I'm just giving the woman her purse back. If you want, I can give you some tips later on how to be scary, but right now, I'm just tryna' be nice."

The man looked furious as he swung his left fist towards Robins face, but Robin easily caught his fist. The man tried to counter with his right fist, but before his fist could hit its target, Robin kicked the mans feet from under him, knocking him over, and punching him hard on the face, causing him to fall unconscious.

Robin smiled as he handed the woman her purse," Here you go!"

"Thank you so much!" She wrapped her arms around Robin out of joy and gratefulness. He normally would have tensed up and jumped back at a hug, but recently he had been helping people who were in situation much like this one. The other day he had actually saved someone who he was constantly stealing from. So, the man repaid Robin for saving him by giving him a bunch of food from his store.

"It's no problem, Ma'am" He nodded as he aimed his grappling hook and was shot up onto a nearby rooftop. He continued by heading towards his apartment room.

It had been two weeks since he was shot and he hadn't seen Batman since. Then again, he wasn't exactly looking for Batman. He didn't even want to see Batman. He wasn't exactly sure why, but he just felt strange after Batman had helped him. Batman had called him a criminal. Meaning that he was a bad person. So, why would Batman help him? Shouldn't he have just left him to die? Why did he go out of his way just to help Robin?

If the Court found out that Batman helped Robin, they would kill Batman. Batman was putting his life on the line and he didn't even know it....

Then again, he did put his life on the line every night by dressing up as a bat.

Robin sighed as these thoughts passed his mind. Dick didn't even get to say thank you.

Once Dick reached the apartment, he no longer felt like resting in his room. So, he went up to the roof to stare at the stars. He had always done it with his parents when he was younger. He had loved observing the bright stars as his father would point out the different constellations and his mother would tell him stories, whether they related to the stars would not. Robin remembered always wanting to learn all the constellations, but he had never actually learned much.

Though, in Gotham, there wasn't much stars in the city. There were very few, but not enough to take someones breathe away. Just a couple of stars. The city lights stole the sight from the stars, unlike the country areas.

Dick sighed and was about to get up when he saw something in the sky. The thing was practically invisible, but he could still make out its shape. What is that?

He quickly stood to his feet as he realized that it seemed to be flying and headed somewhere.

So, completely confused and curious as to what it was, Robin decided to follow it. It somewhat looked like an aircraft attempting to camouflage, but his real question was, what and who are in the ship?