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Sn1 Ep1: Titans- Part 2

"Why'd you come, you knew you should have stayed"

Heathens-Twenty One Pilots

I've been sitting on the stupid bench outside the police station all day doing absolutely nothing other than people watch. It started raining even harder so I couldn't exactly just drive away. I slump further down as I see him walking over to his car. Wonder what he's doing. No, who cares. His life's gotta be shit right? Yeah, yeah. Should I.... No. But I have nothing else to do now since I don't want to head back home in the dark... No! Don't even think about it Alison....

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Okay, so I followed him. You know what they say, curiosity killed the cat, ha good one. I've been watching him in his car stake out some place for like an hour. I'm getting bored, this was bad idea.

As I'm about to leave and find somewhere to crash for the night I see him move and something scan his eye. Are you serious? He still has it?! Well I don't need to watch that. He fucking kept it! Quitting Robin my ass! Dick was actually Robin before Jason, back in the day. I hope Dick gets his shit kicked it.

He exits his car a few minutes later and follows some men to an alleyway close by where another group of men are waiting. One of the men throw a duffel bag over to the other. Ah, drug deal, how cute. A dark skinned man bends down to the bag, pulls out a green stuffed tiger, cutting it open with a knife, and pulls out a small bag of pink pills.

"Pink?" He asks.

"The kids love it," The man who tossed the bag responds. I roll my eyes, when's "Robin" gonna make his appearance, I'm getting bored here. As if right on cue, a person makes a noise and jumps from building to building. "What was that?" The same man who was just making his sales pitch calls out.

"I'm only here for Tyler Hackett," Dick speaks up causing all of them look around, a few grab their guns. "Robin" reveals himself as he jumps down landing on a car that's behind both groups. Well, well, there it is. The classic red, green, yellow, and black suit. Jason's is definitely better. "Leave the drugs. Leave the guns. And walk away," He commands.

"Where's Batman and Tamer?" One of the guys asks and the ones standing around him cocks their guns, looking everywhere. I smirk at the mention of me.

"They could be anywhere man. They're up there somewhere. Look up. Look up," Another one says.

"Where are they?" A third one shouts.

"Hey. The little birdie's alone," One of them wearing a bandana concludes, chuckling confidently.

Robin throws a grappling hook at him sending him into the car windshield.

The rest get their guns ready as Dick throws down a smoke bomb. They all start coughing and shooting blindly as the one who brought the drug bag picks it up, shooting along with them. What a waste it would be to not join the party, good thing I'm always prepared. I peel off my top layer itching to release the pent up energy that's been festering all day.

Dick pulls out his R-shaped throwing stars flinging them at both groups, hitting each one of them. As they pause in pain he runs closer kicking one of their legs.

Maybe I should just let him get shot, that would be funny... and well deserved. Alright, let's do this.

I jump down from the rooftop I was on, landing on one of their backs. "What the hell," He mutters. I do a back-stabber to him and then flip back up onto my feet. Spots start to form but I quickly blink them away to see his face contort to pain and horror when he sees who it is.