A Dark Secret

Chapter 13

The fire was everywhere. It surrounded me on all sides, filling my lungs with its harsh smoke. But there was still a young girl and her mother trapped inside, and they needed help. Wally and I searched around, looking for them until Wally cried,

"Rob! Ahead! They're over there!" I turned to the direction where Wally was pointing, and sure enough, there was a woman and a small child, huddled together in a circle of falling debris. Wally and I both moved quickly, Wally scooped up the child and grabbed the woman's hand while I held up the large piece of flaming hot debris trapping them down.

Thank god Alfred made my gloves heat resistant!

Wally looked to me.

"Go!" I yelled. "I'm right behind you!" Wally raised an eyebrow because I couldn't literally do that, but he knew what I meant.

"Rob-" The building began to creak and sway. The child began to cry.

"GO!" I yelled. And he sped off in a blur of color.

I tried to follow him, I really did. But as I neared the door frame, aka huge hole in the wall, that wall collapsed into flames. I was trapped, there was no way out but the windows and they were blocked by fire. Smoke filled my lungs, and I started to cough and gag, my throat burning. The ceiling began to collapse, and I knew I was trapped in here for good.

"I'm sorry (cough) W-wally." I murmured. The fire licked closer, the heat radiating from it was almost unbearable.

There was suddenly a gust of wind, causing me to choke even more. Hands gripped my shoulders, and suddenly I had the sensation of the floor leaving and just wind. Wally had carried me before but I was too disoriented from lack of air to understand what was going on.

Wally carried me out of the building using his super speed. The second his feet hit the grass outside, the building collapsed in flames. I choked and gagged and wheezed, my lungs rejecting the air at first but then gradually letting it clear out the smoke in my system.

Wally held me bridal style, his green eyes filled with concern.

"Breath buddy, it's ok. I've got you. You're safe now." I sighed softly, letting my head fall back on Wally's shoulder, trusting him to keep me safe.

Wally was the only person I trusted ever since my parents. I hadn't even allowed Bruce to hold me. Wally was the only one. Wally chuckled and we left in a blur of color.

I struggled against the bonds holding me tight against the metal table. It was dark, and the chains cut into my wrists, making them bleed.

"Is little Robbie going to tell me who Batman is? Or should I find out myself?" The figure cackled. It wasn't Joker, Harley, or Scarecrow. I honestly had no idea who this one was, but he sure was good. He was able to knock me out with some sort of gas and a taser.

"In your dreams." I spat. The figure grinned, his crooked teeth seeming to glow when he smiled. He had a mask covering the rest of his face, though his eyes glowed too.

"Fine then." The figure said. It reached over and slipped its cold fingers under part of the fabric of the mask. Seeing what he was about to do, I began to struggle more, blood spraying from my wrists whenever I moved them, same with my ankles.

"I guess I'll find out on my own." It said darkly. But before the figure could pull off my mask, a blur of yellow and red slammed it into the wall.

"You met the WALL man!" Wally yelled. I rolled my eyes. Wally had caught the man off guard, otherwise, I would have been able to handle him. Wally quickly tied him up, then undid my bonds. Luckily my gloves and boots were black, so Wally couldn't see the blood.

"You ok Rob?" Wally asked, looking me over skeptically.

"Fine," I muttered, gritting my teeth as I stood but otherwise remained silent. I quickly fixed my mask. Wally knew who I was, but I wasn't sure about security cameras or people outside or anything.

"Come on, Batman can handle that guy," Wally said, gesturing to the unconscious figure in black. I nodded, then stepped forward. Pain from my ankle caught me completely off guard and I stumbled, hissing in pain as I doubled over, my hands snaking down to my ankles.

"Woah, easy. You are so not fine." Wally pointed out, grabbing my wrist to steady me. I yelped, snatching my wrist away from him. It still hurt.

"Robin?" Wally pushed. He gently took my arm, pushing down the glove. I hissed softly. Wally cringed as he saw the skin, red and raw and bloody from the restraints.

In one swift movement, I was in his arms and he was carrying me out of the warehouse.

"Hey!" I yelped.

"S'ok Rob, you're injured," Wally said. I huffed but relaxed in Wally's arms as he sped off.

That's two times he's saved me.