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I'm sorry for the break. I just needed some time to think.

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Bruce's POV

I had gotten an alert that night on some drug deal so I went while out on patrol.

It was easy, low class thugs. When the fight was done, something, more like someone, moved passed a lite up window.

I turned around and looked around. It had to be an assassin. None of the psychos in this town can move that fast and have gone unnoticed for so long.

The only assassins that I could think of was Shadow. The boy was probably studying me like most of his victims.

Most of the people that that child has killed has reported being stalked by a mysterious, creepy boy.

"Shadow, why are you doing this?" I asked. This young lad (hehe) had to have a reason for killing all of those people. He's so young! Why? I have to know!

I looked around in the shadows to find him but I could not. 'How could he do that? No one can stay out of my sight!'

But the boy had. He's good for a kid, though he's probably had training over the years.

'I have to get through to him somehow, but... How?'

An idea suddenly came to me and I hoped to everything that it would work and that I was right.

" Richard Grayson! Why are you killing all of these people?!"

There was a pause. Then a small gasp and back to the deafening silence.

The boy stepped out if the darkness from behind me. I turned to look at him.

His head was down in shame. His shoulders tense but sagging. He wore a black outfit with a white "s" over his heart.

He looked up at me and I saw the black domino mask that covered his eyes, that were blue if my hunch was correct.

He opened his mouth to speak but stopped and put his head down again.

"Please, Richard. I can help you if you tell me why." I tried. I knew I had to be delicate. I didn't know the boy's state of mind.

When he looked up again, he looked concerned like something was about to happen to me from behind but I knew that wasn't it because he also had a terrified look that could only be explained by something happening in his mind. He looked in pain.

I stepped toward him, wanting to help, but he shook his head and backed away with the look still on his face.

'He's scared of something.'

Bruce noticed a bead of sweat roll down his face and to his chin. The boy wasn't focused on me too much. Richard seemed to be concentrating on something.

Richard grabbed his head with a grimace gracing his features. The emotion swept from his face, going completely blank. He stood straight and glared at the bat-themed vigilante before throwing a smoke bomb on the floor and disappearing for the night.

Batman gaped. The Batman gaped at his exit.

'What happened to him? Why was he in pain so suddenly? Who has him? Why didn't he say anything? Does he need my help? Does he want my help?'

All these questions ran through the Dark Knight's mind as he too faded into the shadows.

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