Kittens and Titus [Damian Wayne (Robin) x O.C.]

Chapter Two

-I'm not an idiot-

Gotham City, United States of America

Robin watched as a plane landed in Gotham National Airport or the G.N.A. According to his and his father's research, a criminal by the name of King of Spades was coming home to America from a small trip to the United Kingdom, where he robbed a series of banks.

"Batman, I see the target," Robin said, pressing down his com so Batman could hear him.

"Good job, Robin. Now get to the next zone, Nightwing and Red Robin are in the building. They will follow him." Batman paused. "Remember, we are to follow him to the hideout and get the complete Royal Flush Gang."

The boy sighed, "I know, Batman. I'm not an idiot."

"I was just reminding you," the man said before cutting off the conversation.

"You know what would be useful right now?" A new voice asked on the coms.

"What, Nightwing?" Robin asked.

"Wait, let me guess, Miss Martian's mental link?" Another voice answered.

"And Red Robin is correct," Nightwing exclaimed. "I miss my old team."

"Sorry, we aren't enough for you, Grayson." Robin spat.

"Boys, focus," Batman reminded. "And please do not use real names here. Code names only."

Damien rolled his eyes. "Tt. Yes, sir."

"I can feel your sarcasm," Nightwing let out a dry laugh. "Crap, I see the target making his way to the Far East exit."

"On it," Red Robin replied. "I have eyes on him. Batman, are you ready?"

"Yes, keep following him, Robin can you tag his car?" The eldest of the group answered.

"That's easy," Robin said. "I was trained since a child for missions much more strenuous than this."

"Strenuous?" Nightwing asked.

"It's a synonym for hard. It's a little disappointing that you don't know that word." Robin shot at Nightwing.

"I know the word, I didn't realize you knew the word," Nightwing sighed.

Robin rolled his eyes, "I'm not an idiot."

"I never said you were."

"I'm heading to the car now," Robin growled before ending the conversation,

• • •

On the other side of the airport, Jade was just stepping off the warm plane and into the hot building full of bodies pushing and pulling to get to designated flights on time. Her eyes widened as she took in the grime and dirt that covered the floor of the building. The walls were made completely of glass, and on a bench, the words 'Donated by Wayne Enterprises' was carved into the granite.

With a huff, Jade sat down, her back resting on the hard granite. She closed her eyes, letting her energy pulse through the building, even searching for anyone who had an energy that resembled Raven's. She figured it wouldn't work, but she had to give it a shot.