Mass Breakout [Batgirl:Scarred Spin-Off ]

Chapter 4- Disturbed by Nostalgia

Tim(othy) Drake/ Red Robin P.O.V

Stephanie.

Knowing her, I know she thinks that she may handle this scenario well although deep inside, beneath the dark blue cowl she is terrified.

Bless the poor soul. I was surprised at the courage and confidence that was built upon Steph in this "impossible-like" mission according to her.

Since she is new at the whole vigilante work, Bruce really should've cut her a break. Well, thats not going to be occurring any sooner.

 As I was about to leave the cave behind, Oracle pulled my arm leaving a nasty red mark.

 "Tim, go with Stephanie in this mission she will need support,"

I gave a firm nod.

I strolled past the batmobile as I saw Damian give me a glare that showed a spark of fire enough to annihilate me.

I chuckled to myself although I am in a very austere scenario. No doubt, he may be jejune and innocent but he got the purity and the genes of Bruce.

Yet, he still needs to know some manners as simple as respect the elders.  During my very first encounter, he acclaimed himself as the true son.

Of course being the stubborn lil' ol me, I refused to believe. Due to this I had clashed into havoc and chaos.

That snobby selfish soul had decided to sort out things by nearly slicing me in half showing off his enlargened katana.

Obviously he had to be stopped. Luckily Bruce stepped in or else I would have been long gone.

Such pleasant memories...

I know, I am certainly not the best fighter out there but rumour has it, I am an impressive detective. Even better than Bruce I hope.

I have figured out with the brilliant brain of mine that every single Robin represents a part of Bruce or even exceeds further than him. Dick, has always been considered as the Acrobatic and Skillful Robin.

On the other hand, Jason who is now resting in heaven was more of the Angry and Enraged side. And Damian? Think of him as the true and pure son of Bruce.

I shook away the theories and turned to Stephanie. She hunched and curled into a tight ball.

I tapped lightly on her shoulders as I heared a muffled sob pass by. She looked at me pleadingly with her teary blue eyes stinging into mine giving me a sad smile.

As I flicked off her salty tears, she filled in her utility belt and set her way to successfully carry out the mission.

I glanced at Stephanie as she tucked the tuft of bold hair under her cowl as she had certainly looked more optimistic.

"Lets start and kick some butts" she stated strongly as she slammed her fist into her palm.

Yup, she is back.