Young Justice Robin x Reader So This Is Love.

A New Hero Rises

A/N

I am so sorry that I didn't update like I said I would. I have just been really busy. It's hard to explain but, here is the next for you guys!!! Love YA!!!

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Robin's POV

I found the place where Y/N was being held captive by her father. It was all the way in Texas, so I had a new journey ahead of me. I swore to myself that I would save Y/N no matter what and I was going to keep that promise. I finished up my new superhero costume and put it on. I went over to the mirror and looked at myself. I was thinking of created this costume when I was a little older, but right now it is important. I didn't want Bats to know I was going out to save Y/N because then he would lecture me on how I am too young, or how I am not trained enough yet, etc. He just wouldn't understand the pain I am going through right now. I geared up with my new belt and tools I had been creating and headed towards the mansion. I needed to borrow the Batmobile to get to Texas as fast as I could. When I got there, I had to get passed the security cameras he put up. I've done it before, but Alfred would always catch me before Bats did. He would give me away though. I like Alfred a lot. He's like a best friend I could never forget or something like that. After I succeeded in dodging the cameras, I entered through the secret door to the Batcave, which was the old grandfather clock, and looked around the cave. To my luck, Alfred and Batman were talking to each other. 'Darn it! I thought they would be out looking for me! I didn't think this through enough.' I mentally slapped myself. Bats charged at me and started to fight me. I couldn't tell him who I was because then he would try to stop me from saving Y/N. I would just have to tell him later in life and we would both, hopefully, laugh about it. We fought each other for a while. Alfred was helping Bats and all while I still had to fight them bot technically! I decided to wing it and launch myself at the Batmobile. It worked and I quickly jumped in and shut the top door. I turned it on and hit the pedal. I zoomed out of the cave and onto Texas to save Y/N. I made sure to turn off the GPS locator so that Alfred couldn't track me. 'Hold on, Y/N. I'm coming.' I prayed to myself.

Batman's POV

I was talking to Alfred about Dick. He doesn't just randomly try to hide from me unless he was hiding something from me. I knew what he was going through and I didn't want him to suffer alone. I wanted Alfred to try and track him. To check the security cameras at the mountain and all over town to try and find him. As I was explaining this plan, a guy in a black suit with a blue bird, or something like that, outstretched on his chest suddenly appeared in side the cave from the secret entrance. 'How did he know how to get in?' I wondered to myself. I didn't hesitate and thought he was an enemy, so I started to attack and defend my home. He was a good fighter, but I could still tell he was in training. He seemed young. It reminded me of Dick a little. I kept fighting him and he wouldn't give up. He sure did have a mission he wanted to accomplish. But, even with the help of Alfred, the other guy won and stole me Batmobile. I quickly raced over to Alfred. "Track the car. Maybe we can find out where he is going." I half ordered. Alfred typed away at the keyboard and we tracked the car. But, as we found him, we lost the signal. "He turned off the GPS signal, sir. I can't track him any further." Alfred told me. I grabbed the metal bars behind me and got angry. I sighed. "I need to find Dick, and fast. I don't have a good feeling in my stomach." I said and left the cave. I went up to my room to try and sleep it off, but the feeling in my gut only grew. "Dick, wherever you are, please be safe." I mumbled to myself and fell into a deep sleep.

Y/N's POV

My stomach growled at me. I guess I should've eaten. I sat up and looked around in hope of finding any food. Nothing. I slumped back down onto the concrete floor. The room started to get really hot. I started sweating from just lying on the ground. 'Where am I?' I asked myself. 'How does it get so hot here, unless I am not around Gotham anymore.' The door opened to reveal my father. I sat up quickly and glared at him. I tried to act as if I had no pain and that I wouldn't give up. He started to walk towards me and my instincts made me back away. While I was trying to get away from him, I felt the wall and was trapped. I looked up at him as he bent down in front of me. "Good afternoon, Pumpkin." He said to me. 'Afternoon? It was already that time of day?' My stomach suddenly growled really loud. "Well, looks like someone didn't feed you properly." He sighed. "B/N! Get down here! Now!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. I heard heavy foot steps running down stairs and soon enough, B/N was standing in front of the door. "You called?" He asked heavy breathes. "I thought I told you to feed her and now her stomach is growling! You know what happens when you disobey me, right?" Father explained and reached for a small knife from his belt. "I'm sorry father. I won't do it agai..." B/N tried to explain but I cut him off. "It wasn't his fault. I... I didn't want to eat, so if there is anyone to blame, its me. Not B/N. He didn't do anything wrong." I tried to explain in a dry and cracked voice. I needed water more than anything right now. "Is this true B/N/?" Father asked him. B/N looked at me and I nodded with serious eyes. He looked down and said, "Yes. It's true." "Well then, she needs to be punished. Here ya go son. You get the honors this time." He said and grabbed the crowbar. He put it in my brother's hands and sat down in the chair in the other corner, watching the show. B/N looked at father, then at me and then at the crowbar. He looked at me again. I could tell in his eyes he didn't want to do it, and yet there was a small fire of hatred. I nodded at him and through my eyes tried to tell him it was okay. He tightened his grip on the crowbar and slowly brought his hand back. I closed my eyes shut getting ready for the pain about to come. He slammed the crowbar down to the floor beside me. "I can't hurt her. She didn't kill Mother. It was another man in a truck. His name was Gordon Trahan. He was drinking and driving and didn't notice Y/N in the street. Mother saw the car and pushed Y/N out of the way. That's why she got hit. Gordon was sent to jail for 15 years. He died a couple of years ago because of brain cancer. Y/N is not guilty and shouldn't be treated like this." B/N explained. My eyes were wide and I felt my eyes start to water. "Why you! It was Y/N's fault! It was always her fault! And how did you get that information! You sneaky little... AHH!!" Father got really angry and attacked B/N. They started fighting each other and it got really bad. B/N was losing. I tried to get up and help but could barely move. B/N fell to the floor and was about to get up and fell back over. He was in pain like I was. It looked like father was about to talk a final blow and so I mustered all of the energy I could and moved in front of B/N. I got hit instead in the stomach I felt something crack and I half screamed in pain. I landed on top of B/N in a sideways angle away from him. ( You guys technically made a plus sign + ) "Why you! Ugh Whatever." He mumbled and kicked me off of B/N. He dragged B/N to the wall and tied him up. He left me where I was. He grabbed all of his supplies from the table and took them inside. He also took the crowbar. Before he left the basement he half way turned to us and said, "Look at what you did now, Y/N. Look at what you made me do. Now, B/N won't ever have a perfect life again." And with that he left the room. After I knew he was gone, I tried to move and failed. I started crying because of the pain in my side. "Are... Are you ok?" I tried to ask B/N. There was no answer. Because it was dark in the basement, I couldn't see anything. "B/N. P..please answer me. I...I want to know that you are okay. "I... I'm fine." He coughed out. I sighed in relief. "The question is... are you ok? You took the hit instead of me. W...why?" He muttered out. "Because I... I couldn't see you get hurt because of me. That has already happened enough throughout my life." I replied. "Well... Thanks. I guess." He thanked me. "No need to thank me. Also, why did you fight Father instead of me?" I asked. "Well... with what you said to me earlier, I felt that... I felt that I needed to help you not hurt you. Somewhere in my gut, I fee that you aren't guilty. So, I went with that feeling. And true is, I've missed you." He responded. "Thanks, B/N." I said. My eyes started to get heavy again and I fell asleep.

( Cheesy. I know. )

B/N's POV

"Thanks, B/N." Y/N replied to me. "I wish I could do more for you though." I said. There was no reply. "Y/N?" I asked. I moved but felt pain. 'Is this what she feels all the time?' I wondered to myself. "Y/N?" I asked again. There was nothing. I started to get worried. I reached into my pocket for my phone. I found it and turned on the flashlight. I moved it around and found Y/N. She looked like she was sleeping. I half sighed in relief, knowing she was kind of alright. I inched myself as best as I could over to her. I sat next to her and observed her sleeping body. "You must be exhausted." I told her. She had some blood coming out of the corner of her mouth and I felt really bad for her. "This is all my fault that you are like this." I said to her again. I tried to find any sort of signal to call for help, but there was none. "Hopefully your friends can find you before he finally finishes you off." I said to her sleeping figure. I leaned back and hit the table's leg. "I hope somebody can save you." I sighed and fell into a dark abyss.