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Helluu im camillomea

I love DC. I like writing books, reading them and sharing those scenes. I'm new to DC. Despite that, I write a lot. I love Batfamily. My favorite Batfam brothers are Jason and Tim, but my favorite among them is Tim. Thank you everyone for your support of my scenes, it gives me the motivation to write more

The full versions of my books can be found on my ao3 account with the same name, link:

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When he is angry, the way he throw shade just hits different XD

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Ali’s phone started ringing. When he looked at it, his brows furrowed. He picked it up, grumbling, “They just don’t leave me alone.” He answered.

A: What.

E: Since when do you have a sibling?

A: Since a time that’s none of your business, he said.

Selim bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing.

E: Aliii…

A: Yes, that’s me, he said.

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Child of crime alley scene

Jason got on the motorcycle with him and they set off.

Jason brought him to the café. Tim was holding tightly onto his waist.

When Tim got off, Jason got off after him and parked.

He took off his helmet and followed Tim inside the café.

Tim said, “Hello, Miss Lori. I’m not late, right?” when he saw her.

Lori said, “Welcome, Tim. No, you’re here right on time.” Then she looked confusedly at the person behind him. “And you are…?” she asked.

Tim said, “He came to talk to the boss. Is he here?”

Lori said, “He had something to take care of, he’ll probably be here soon.”

Tim took off his jacket, tied up his hair, put on his uniform, and started working. Even though it was almost morning, it was actually pretty crowded.

Jason sat down.

Tim started his shift.

Jason watched him while he waited. He had ordered soup. Nox Café had been a place that took him in since he was little, giving him food even when he didn’t have money. They would serve anyone, even someone who couldn’t pay. It had always been a safe place for him. He started eating the soup Tim served. Tim was serving and taking orders. Jason watched him as he ate.

After a while, Lori came to him. “The boss is here. Please follow me,” she said.

Jason stood up and followed her.

Riddler was in the office. The office wasn’t very big but it was neat, with two comfortable couches.

There were blankets and pillows on them.

When the door closed, Riddler said, “Red Hood, after such a long night, I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Jason growled, starting a threat: “If you tell anyone my identity—”

But Riddler cut him off. “The bats’ identities aren’t that big of a secret, Red Hood. People just don’t mix nightlife with normal life. Not even Joker.”

Jason froze, then sighed and sat down.

Riddler asked, “So what brings dear Red Hood to this little place?”

Jason asked, “Did you really open this place?”

Riddler said, “Yes, years ago. Right, you’re from the Alley, aren’t you? You grew up around here.”

Jason stayed silent but nodded.

Riddler smiled softly. “Ah, makes sense. Then you must’ve come here a lot.”

Jason froze at his expression. “Yeah,” he said coldly.

Riddler said, “I see. I hope you’re taking good care of that precious little ghost, otherwise I can blow up a few of your bases again like I did when you attacked him.”

Jason growled, “It was you.”

Riddler said, “Of course^^. I’m the best explosives maker in the city, and everyone except Joker has worked with me. And after what Joker did to little Red, when I blew up 26 of joker's bases, he learned his lesson very well^^.”

“Yes, definitely. Writing Eddie’s revenge is one of my favorite things XD XD.”

Red Eddie’s baby and he always protect him

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Distopia idea

Okay, I have a really weird dystopia theme idea in my mind. I literally saw it in my dream. LOL. Please tell me what you think. Everyone is gathered due to the epidemic and quarantined from Jukuödy. They divide people into groups. After the tests, they consider the people in the class as dangerous, red, yellow, green, black, and keep them tied up and under medication for 24 hours. When the team tells the black class about the scan result, they are taken under control, separated from the group, tied up, put under control and put under medication. This book starts there.

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Prt 7

When Tim jumped to his feet and charged at Dick at a speed they could barely see, everyone tensed up in panic for a moment and reached for their weapons. But what they didn't expect was Tim hugging Dick. Dick blinked, "Hello," he said in a soft tone, even though he didn't know who he was, he loved hugs. And even though he couldn't read people's body language as much as Cass could, he could see that the person hugging him needed that hug. Tim remained silent. No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, he sobbed and the tears started to flow. Everyone was surprised by the sudden change. Z mumbled, his shoulders slumping. Pru sighed, neither he nor Owens were surprised. Dick was confused but returned the hug, rubbing his back. Tim said, "Big Blue" in a very low voice. Dick's face went completely white at the nickname. He looked like he had seen a ghost. His body went rigid. Tim repeated, "Big Blue". His voice sounded broken. Dick leaned his forehead against the white helmet. "Yes, little Red. Yes," he said quietly. Tim's body relaxed and he snuggled closer to his brother. Dick held him tightly. He looked like he was scared that if he let go, he would disappear. Jason said, "What's going on?" in shock. Dick ignored him. "Baby, you did it for me, come on please," Tim said, holding his arms but straightened up enough to look at him, releasing the hug. Dick said, "That's it. That's it. Can you take the helmet off for me?" he said softly. Tim whimpered. Dick said, "Come on, baby, can you do that for me? Please. "I need to see that it's really you. I need to see your face. Can you do this for me?" Tim finally gave in and took off his helmet. Dick stiffened when he saw him. He pulled his little brother close and hugged him tightly. His arms were bone-crushing tight. Ana refused to let go. Her baby brother was here, and someone had hurt him. Dick may have been off active duty, but he suddenly had the killing intent. He would hunt down every single person who had hurt Red, and he would root out every single one of them. He wouldn't even care if he owed Slade to do it.

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Prt 6

After a while everyone was gathered. Only Alfred and Dick were not there. 4 of them were sitting and waiting patiently. Tim had taken Mag who had finished his meal into his lap. Z was scratching Mag's head with his finger. Tim was slightly asleep with his head hanging down. Owens looked at Pru silently and said *will she be safe with bats in this situation*. Pru said the same way *if they try anything we will kill her*. Z sighed silently. Tim said sleepily "stop being paranoid. You are starting to get worse than me. I can protect myself". A voice said "is everyone okay". Tim turned his head towards the familiar voice. He was frozen with what he saw. If his heart was still beating it would probably skip a beat. It was his oldest brother. His brother had come down the stairs and was standing there. He was completely in civilian clothes. Jason said "hey bigwing everyone is okay. we just have a few guests". Tim stood up suddenly. He put Mag on Z's lap. Then vampire speed appeared next to him and hugged him. He hugged only his brother. He hated crying because when he cried, bloody tears would turn. But this was his brother. No matter what, no matter what he did to him, this was his brother who he felt safe with. *** When Tim jumped up and rushed at Dick with a speed they could barely see, everyone tensed up in panic for a moment and reached for their weapons. But what they didn't expect was Tim hugging Dick. Dick blinked and said "Hello" in a soft tone even though he didn't know who it was. After a while, everyone gathered. Only Alfred and Dick weren't there. The 4 of them were sitting and waiting patiently. Tim had taken Mag, who had finished his meal, into his lap. Z was scratching Mag's head with his finger. Tim was hanging his head down and dozing slightly. Owens said to Pru with silent looks *Will she be safe in this situation with bats*. Pru said in the same way *If they try anything, we will kill them* Z sighed silently. Tim said sleepily "Stop being paranoid. You're starting to get worse than me. I can protect myself." A voice said "Is everyone okay?" Tim turned his head towards the familiar voice. He was frozen with what he saw. If his heart was still beating, it would probably skip a beat. It was his oldest brother. His brother had come down the stairs and was standing there. He was dressed completely in civilian clothes. Jason said "Hey Bigwing, everyone is okay. We just have a few guests." Tim stood up suddenly. He put Magi in Z's arms. Then Vampire Speed appeared next to him and hugged him. He hugged only his brother. He hated crying because when he cried, his tears would turn into blood. But this was his brother. No matter what happened, no matter what he did to him, he felt safe with his brother.

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Prt 5

Z growled, “that sons of bitches,” he gritted his teeth. Jason growled, “Where exactly are those bastards?” Tim turned. Jason was standing on the steps leading up to the mansion. His eyes were glowing green with anger. Pru said "They are in the depths of hell, they are all dead. LOA got rid of them all. The old boss made sure of that himself." Owens said "As we said LOA has been in a full scale war for a year." When a very familiar voice said "Is that why my father hasn't been reached at all?" the four of them froze. Pru thought *we are screwed* Then she asked "Hello boss lady how are you?" Talia came down the stairs. She looked Tim up and down "When did my father take a student?" Tim mumbled "I'm not really his student." Talia sighed and looked at the others. Tim asked "We'll explain but is it okay if we wait for the others?" Talia nodded .

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Prt 4

Finally, as the vehicles headed towards the cave, Tim was sitting between Pru and Owens in the vehicle. Z was sitting between Jason and Cass. Bruce and Damian were sitting in front. Steph was coming on the motorcycle. Tim's head was slightly bowed. He had been above ground for a long time before the sun set. It made him feel quite exhausted, no matter how isolated he was. It made the wounds from before he transformed hurt. It was his curse, a curse that would never go away. Pru nudged him slightly. Tim turned his head to show that he was looking at him. Pru was holding out a thermos. "Here, drink up boss," she said. Tim said, "I drank it when I woke up, I'm fine." Z said, "Boss, you know the rules. You're probably very low on energy right now, and on top of that, you're probably sore, drink this." Tim groaned. He took the thermos from Pru and opened the hole in the mask so he could drink something. He drank from the thermos. Pru kept her eyes on him to make sure he had enough. Tim drank half of the thermos. Then he lowered it. He handed Pru the thermos back. Pru took it and made sure she had enough to drink before putting the thermos back in the bag she had taken it out of. Cass said "10 minutes" shortly. Tim said "Oh thanks". Jason said "Are you okay". Tim nodded "freak side effects of my freak vampire species" he mumbled. Pru had started swearing in Arabic whenever the subject of vampires came up. Tim sighed. Ever since they left that place the 3 of them had started swearing whenever the subject of vampires came up. *At least Z and Owens don't do this in front of anyone else* he thought then *At least they don't if they haven't gotten used to the people around them yet* Jason was definitely going to go for target practice after this meeting was over. Or he was going to find a live target directly. There was a squeak from the front of the car. When he looked over he noticed Bruce gripping the steering wheel too hard. *I'm not the only one who thinks the same* he thought. Finally the car pulled into the cave. The boy leaned back and hugged the thing in his lap (yeah he couldn't imagine him as a man after learning his age) and they got out of the car. Tim looked around and thought *I'm home*. His body relaxed a little. He stretched. Z put his hand on his shoulder and asked "Are you okay boss?" Tim nodded "Yeah I'm better. I just want to finish this job and get some rest." Z looked up from his phone and said "I told the old boss we arrived." Tim nodded "Pru" he said. Pru asked "Yeah boss". Tim held Mag with one arm and extended his hand. Pru handed him the bag. Tim took it. Bruce said "Everyone's almost there" Tim said "No problem. Well can you just wait a little while while I feed Mag his food" Bruce asked "Oh no problem. Do you need anything" Tim said "No problem I already prepared enough for the trip and when we arrived before we left" He left Mag on the empty table. Mag was sulking because she was taken off the lap. She looked like a cat with wings. Tim took a bowl out of the bag and poured cream with other ingredients in it from a special container. Mag started eating the contents of the container. Tim closed the rest of the cream and put it back in the bag. He said to the three, “Did you eat?” Pru said, rolling her eyes. “Of course we did. We don’t forget to eat like you do.” Tim said flatly. “I can give you at least 35 examples of people you forget.” Z’s eyes twitched. But he didn’t comment. Owens tensed. “I think you know what boss,” he said, staring at his mask. Tim muttered, “I know. I’m waiting for everyone.” He could sense Bruce watching him like a hawk. But that was all he did. After a while, Bruce asked, “What is that?” Tim said, “Oh, it’s a gargoyle. The vampires caught it when it was a newborn before me, planning on eating it for dinner when it was old enough.”

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Prt 3

Cass missed her little brother, her baby brother. They hadn’t been there when her little brother needed them the most, and now she had lost her little brother. Cass would never forgive herself for that. That was why she had returned to Gotham, because she had started protecting the city for her brother. *** She watched as he opened the back cover of Bats 3. As Cass watched this, she thought *why are there so many precautions?* Her eyes narrowed. When the door opened, a very tall, muscular man wearing a dark green cloak was revealed, carrying something in his arms. His face was covered by a white mask. In fact, he looked even bigger than Jason. The first thought that came to her mind was *nervous*. Although the man’s body language didn’t show much, the arms holding the creature seemed tense. Damian remained rigid, “It’s our clan color. Only clan members or direct disciples of your grandfather or mother would wear a cloak of such a color, considering the darkness of the color, it's definitely my grandfather's," Cass said into the communication. Cass was pretty sure the masked person heard this because his body seemed to freeze after Damian said them. Bruce stepped forward "I need you to explain who you are and why you're here," he said. The man remained still, but the creature in his arms roared and flapped its small wings. Cass thought *so cute*. She went over to Bruce. She definitely wanted to pet the creature, but the man definitely seemed to enjoy protecting it. He wrapped his arms around it and seemed to keep it safe. The man said "Um, as much as I want to say this, I'd rather talk to you somewhere private. Preferably in a cave, if that's okay with you. You can take any precautions you want." Pru said "Not everything, protecting those you trust is our priority, boss. Don't be stupid," the man said harshly. The man sighed. He just said "I can protect myself, you idiots." Owens said "Boss, you really need to use your common sense better. "You were just trying to get out before the sun set," he grumbled. Bruce exchanged glances with the others. When he heard this, he said, "Why can't you get out before the sun sets? Especially when the weather is so cloudy." .

The man said "I'm a vampire". Everyone who heard this got triggered and drew their weapons. Owens, Z and Pru saw this and reached for their weapons immediately. Tim immediately raised his arms as if surrendering "THE 3 OF YOU PUT YOUR GUNS DOWN NOW" he ordered harshly. He had dropped the creature on its head. Pru said "They will attack you! Stop being so thick-headed idiot" the man said "I said put it down" harshly. The 3 of them had lowered their weapons. But the 3 of them had gotten in front of the man and formed a protective wall between him and the bats. Jason said "Tell me your purpose for being here now" harshly. But he had lowered his weapon like Cass. The man sighed "To talk. Like I said you can take any precaution you want. As long as these idiots approve. We can talk somewhere else. But I prefer somewhere underground. Because I've been out long enough" he said. Bruce said "Turn your weapons over and you will be handcuffed, that's a must" Tim handed the creature over to Pru. He then took off his cloak and gave it to Owens. He began to remove his weapons. He was wearing full body clothing and gloves. There was no exposed skin. "Who do you want me to give my weapons to? And hopefully I can get them back later," he said. Jason said, "I'll take them." Tim nodded. He began to pull out his weapons. He pulled out a small gun, two bo staffs, 12 knives, a few things that looked suspiciously like batarangs, and a bow. Then he hesitated. Jason was waiting for him. He seemed impressed with the weapons. "Anything else?" he asked. Tim said, "I'd rather not give this up. The only condition is that you promise to return it no matter what." Bruce said, "Yes." Tim sighed, then pulled out a gourd and a stick. Jason said, "Is that all you've done?" Cass elbowed him in the stomach. The corner of Tim's mouth twitched. He was wearing a mask when he was good, or Jason would have gone crazy. He grabbed the stick while the other took the gourd and whispered, "Magic." The stick had transformed into a long bo staff. He had caught the stick in time. Jason blinked and said "what the fuck is that thing". Tim said "a gift that is very precious to me". He turned the stick back into a small stick. Then he gave two of them to Cass. Yes Cass was still the person he trusted the most. Of course he would give it to her. He took the cape and put it back on. He was tense. He had some trauma from the half year he spent with the vampires about his arms being tied. Pru said "we would prefer to object to the handcuffs. He has some trauma about that. Because of the vampires who turned him" Bruce paused clearly the man could see how tense he was and how he was starting to shake. Bruce nodded only finally. Tim relaxed. Pru said "stop having a panic attack and hold on to Mag kid" Tim took Mag "I'm not a kid I'm almost 18" he muttered. He hugged Mag. Mag had become like an emotional support animal to him over time. Pru said "no you're 17 and a half you'll be stuck as 16 forever. Because that's when you turned" Tim gave him the middle finger. Pru yelled "brat" and tried to jump on him. But she was held back by Z and Owens. Jason paled when he heard that he was 17 and was turned when he was 16 *he's just a kid. And he'll probably always be that way* he thought. In fact, hearing that seemed to make everyone angry. Barbara said over the comm "I'll look into it". Z said "Come on Pru. You're saying he's a kid too. And he's acting like a kid normally. You're hitting the kid in a sensitive spot. He's acting like a kid normally". Owens said "Exactly. Stop it or you'll get your nose broken again". Pru growled. Tim turned to the others "sooo let's go" he said. Bruce nodded. Tim said "z". Z said "Oh right". He took out a tablet and pressed some buttons. The plane took off. It had become invisible. Tim said "we can go now". ***

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Prt 2

Jason was having a shitty day, a shitty week, a shitty month, and a shitty year. Maybe a shitty year and a half. Yeah, Jason was definitely mourning the loss of his brother, who he could never talk to properly, and he was probably one of the reasons his brother was dead.

***

Barbara was on comms. She was watching the LOA plane from the camera. "Batman, I counted 3 people, but comms can't be infiltrated and the back of the plane doesn't show the inside of any scans. The inside is full of extreme security," he said. Bruce said, "What the hell is Ra's plan this time?" Damian said, "There's been no news since the incident with the league a year ago. Even my mom can't contact them." Cass said, "It's like they're arguing over comms." She was watching the people in the pilot's section of the plane from the roof. Jason said, "There's probably someone or something in the back." Dick said, "It's like they know we're here." Damian said, "Dad, what's the plan?" Bruce said "Let's wait. If they were planning something they would have run away or wouldn't have come so visibly. Besides Damian you would have heard from them too". Damian tried not to notice but breathed a sigh of relief. He landed next to Cass and looked at the people in the pilot section "I know them. Oh you know them too. Pru, Z and Owens" he said. Jason said "Oh fuck those maniacs. What the hell are they doing here" Dick said "Do you know them" Damian said "Yeah. Grandpa trusts them. They are talented and strong. When Grandpa decides to hire someone to protect someone he usually assigns them. They were the ones who protected me when I was little" Jason said "I know Talia trusts them too. But we haven't heard from them in almost a year and a half" Damian said "I'll tell mom" Barbara said "I'll try to contact them. That way we can find out what they want" Bruce said "Okay. Do this" Damian waited without taking his eyes off the plane. He barely blinked. Jason said "They definitely haven't changed much". When the door opened Bruce said "Red Hood come with me we'll find out what they want". *** When Pru got off the plane she saw "No skunk it's been a while" she said. Jason rolled his eyes "Hello to you too Pru. Is there a reason you came without warning?" Z said "Ah we're escorting someone you know the usual stuff" Robin came down next to them "Mom we haven't heard from you for a year and a half. The entire LOA has been on communication lockdown for a year and a half. What's going on" he said. Owens said "Calm down kid. Things got messy". Jason asked "How". The three of them looked at each other. Jason said "Talk". Pru sighed "War. Actually wars. The Loa has been in chaos for the last year and a half" he said. Damian said "WHAT". Jason "What war or wars! Not one?! Where did more than one come from when we didn't know about one? How many" he said angrily. Z said, "Two. But it doesn't matter. Right now, LOA is in post-war recovery mode." He was constantly checking the clock and time. Jason said, "Explain what war!" Owens sighed, "We will. But first, can we focus on the main reason we're here?" Bruce said. "And what's this?" The three of them looked at each other. Owens put his finger on his earpiece and said, "Boss, the sun's completely set. Are you completely ready to leave?" *** When Tim heard Owens's voice, he was completely ready but also nervous. He missed his family, but he also remembered what happened the last time they saw each other. He had a green cloak on. It was a dark green. He was wearing a completely white helmet on his face, it was like a mask on the front. "I'm ready," he said, putting on the hood of the cloak. This was Ra's gift to him, it would protect him to a certain extent if he ever got exposed to the sun. While he was adjusting his cloak, Ra's words before leaving came to mind, "Don't forget to take care of yourself, child. You can always come here. There will always be a home and shelter for you here." Tim believed him. In fact, he knew that it was his home. He knew that he would always be safe there. He had started to hear voices from outside, locks and gears turning. He turned to the creature and took it in his arms. The creature purred. .

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Tim was sleeping. The place he was sleeping in was completely isolated, there were no windows. There was nothing inside except a mattress fixed to the floor, pillows and a blanket. Tim was lying rigidly on the bed. His hair was white, his face had scars. A small creature was curled up on his unmoving chest. He had a headset in his ear. Suddenly a voice came from the headset "Boss we have arrived in Gotham. The sun is going to set completely in a few minutes. 3 minutes to be exact. But it looks like we have a few guests. Tim opened his eyes immediately and looked around. His eyes were green "report" he said. Another voice said "looks like bats. I counted 5-" while another voice said "six bats are here too" Tim sighed "he left the creature on his chest on the bed and sat up "I'm leaving" he said. 3 voices shouted "no" at the same time. Tim said "z, owens, pru the weather is closed and 3 minutes I won't be out that long. Open the door" Pru said "boss you are staying inside. No way". Z said "You have to be patient for 2 minutes and then you can leave." Owens said "Boss you may be smart but you sometimes forget to use logic if we hadn't known you before you became a vampire I would have said the sun is affecting your brain." Tim sighed. He stood up the creature rumbled softly. Tim said "It's okay Meg. We're home. We'll be going out soon." He took a blood bag from the cupboard next to him and drank it. He cleaned his mouth and fixed his clothes then fixed his hair.

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When Bruce came back, his family was there. But one was missing. Even Jason was there. But his precious Timmy was missing. His son was missing because no one in his family believed him and called him crazy. His son was gone because no one helped him search for Bruce. Maybe his son was dead because his family had abandoned him. Maybe his son was dead because he was looking for him. His son was dead and it was because of Bruce. And Bruce would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

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Red robin and rouges gallery: riddler was Not a killer

Riddler always proudly described himself as more rational than the other rouges. He was in and out of Arkham regularly, but he rarely had to escape. He would just wait until his time was over to create more puzzles. He was one of the rouges who discovered Batman's identity. But those who discovered him usually didn't care about his identity, so they never got the two identities mixed up. And he didn't tell anyone else. The only reason batman know he knew Batman's identity was because of his little red. When he met little red, red was only 10 years old. He was a very small child for his age with bright blue eyes. A curious little boy living on the streets of Crime Alley. He kept seeing him over and over again. Each time, he got thinner and lost more of the spark in his eyes. Eddie made it his mission to bring the boy back to life after that. He decided to delay getting into trouble before he went back to Arkham. He would give him little puzzles every day, hiding little treats and such. They were small but effective gifts. Seeing the boy smile again would make him keep doing it. The only person he had mentioned this to was Oswald. Things were just starting to happen between them at that time. Oswald had taken an interest in the boy. And he had said that if he was in Arkham and he was out, he would look after little Red instead. The boy had even started calling him Uncle Eddie. Eddie was the one who had introduced him to Doctor Throne. He knew that he would look after the boy. Even though he acted grumpy for introducing him. Yes, the Riddler was not a killer, but he knew how to kill someone too. Oswald's gift was a small gun that fit in the palm of his hand. Eddie was not a man of fighting, and Oswald had given it to him because he was worried about his safety. The gun was effective enough. Yes, he was not a killer, but he was the best bomb maker in Gotham. He could make bombs from the smallest to the largest, from the lightest to the most powerful bombs that could blow up a whole city. Eddie never liked anyone who hurt children. He had a special grudge against them. Yes, he was not a killer, but when he left Arkham and went to see little Red, he saw the human trafficker who tried to kidnap her. He hadn't even blinked before shooting him. Yes, he wasn't a murderer, but no one would ever touch a child in front of him, especially his own. He had taken the unconscious child to the doctor throne and then called Oswald. The body wasn't there in the morning. And no one had heard of the murder.

***

Riddler was at dinner when his wristwatch started beeping loudly. It was a quiet little restaurant. He was getting strange looks from everyone because of his identity, but he had just left Arkham. He hadn't come running. So he was comfortable. He had stiffened when the alarm went off. He knew very well what the alarm meant. He felt a shiver run down his spine. Eddie had jumped to his feet immediately. He took his wallet out of his pocket and left the appropriate amount of money on the table. He said, "Sorry, if there is an emergency, I'll be back to leave the rest later." He had rushed out of the restaurant and ran to the car in a hurry. His hands were shaking with panic, trying to figure out the location on his phone. When he found it, he started the car and sped off at full speed. Anxiety filled his eyes. When he finally arrived, he had entered the warehouse with his gun in his hand. The sight he saw filled his blood. When he saw his precious little red covered in blood on the ground, his heart skipped a beat and a deep, endless anger filled him. Yes, the Riddler was not a murderer. Everyone knew that. But there was something else the Rouges knew. No one would touch a child around Edward Nygma, especially his child, otherwise if they were lucky, their existence would simply be erased from Gotham. But if they were unlucky, everyone would suffer for it to the end, and the whole of Gotham would turn into a bloodbath.

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Red robin and rouges gallery 3

Tim didn't expect to open his eyes again. He was pretty sure he was going to die. But when he did, someone was screaming his name in panic. His vision was blurry, his ears were ringing, he was in terrible pain. His head wasn't on the ground anymore. It was on something softer. He couldn't quite make out his surroundings. He could feel a hand on his neck. Probably the person who was calling him, checking his pulse. The ringing in his ears was really bad, but he could still hear the half-intelligible voice of the person holding him, he could still hear the panic in the voice. He finally came to his senses enough to realize that the person holding him was a hater. He stuttered, "Uncle eddie." Riddler looked relieved to see him awake. "Hey Red. I'm here like I promised you, I'm here to get you," he said. Tim said, "It s-s-hurts. Uncle Eddie hurts so much. I-I-I was so scared," he said and started to cry. Eddie said, "shhhh. It's okay, you're safe now. You're going to be okay. You're going to be safe. Red, I need you to stay awake for me. okay? I'm going to take you to the doctor. He'll take care of the pain, but you have to stay awake." Tim could see the panic in his voice and on his face, despite the ringing in his ears and his blurry vision. Tim said, "I'm really tired." Eddie said, his voice low. Eddie said, "I know. I know. Just a little. Hang in there for a while, okay? Afterwards, you can sleep as much as you want, I promise." Tim whimpered quietly. It was obvious that he was in a lot of pain. Eddie said, "Red, honey, can you tell me who did this to you?" Tim said, "j-j-joker o-o-o. He wanted to do that Robin thing again, but in a more entertaining way. I-i-i-I stopped the bomb, just like you taught me." Eddie stiffened, taking a deep breath to calm himself, then he said, "It's okay, Red. Good job. You did a great job. I'm proud of you." Tim felt relieved to hear this despite the pain in his body. He started coughing up blood. Eddie picked him up. Mother Tim started screaming in pain. Eddie said "shhhh you'll be fine you'll be fine. I'll take you to doctor B. I promise you you'll be fine" and quickly took him to the car. Tim's eyes were blackened from the pain. His brain was pounding. Eddie laid him down on the back seat of the car. Tim could barely keep his eyes open. After making sure he wouldn't fall, Eddie got into the front seat and started the car. He stepped on the gas. His hands were covered in blood but he didn't care a bit, his only priority right now was to get the kid to the doctor. He picked up his phone and called someone. When the call was answered, he immediately said "I'm bringing Bradford Red to you. His condition is very urgent" his voice was full of panic and anger. His voice was dripping with murderous intent. A voice came from the other end of the line and was shouting "WHAT! WHAT HAPPENED". Eddie growled "he's the joker".

***

The Riddler had come to my doctor's house at full speed. Bradford was standing at the door. When he opened the back door and saw Red, he froze and was very angry, he growled "son of a bitch". They immediately carried Tim inside with the help of the Riddler. They put him inside. Bradford immediately started to take care of Tim. Eddie went to the bathroom. He tried to clean the blood off himself. His hands were shaking with anger. He cleaned himself up and changed his clothes. He took his phone. He called Oswald.

O- Hey Eddie hello.

E- Oswald hello

O- What's wrong? Your voice sounds bad

E- Red o o

O- Hey hey. Calm down calm down. What's wrong? Where are you? Is Red back? Is he hurt

E- Joker. That son of a bitch hurt little Red. He's in bad shape. I took him to the doctor. He had pressed the emergency button. I found him right away

O- Where's the joker

E- I don't know. When I got there, he was already gone

O- I'm coming there. It's okay. It's okay he'll be fine soon

E-....

O- are you okay

E- I'm physically fine. There was a lot of blood

O- it's okay it's okay he'll be fine. I promise you.

He said. Then he hung up after talking for a while. Then he sent a group message to Ivy and Harley.

E- I need water from the emergency pond Ivy you can set the fee. I'll accept anything

I-????? WHO HAPPENED WHAT

H- Was Oswald injured or?

E- Red

I- WHAT????

H- WHO HARASSED MY BABY

E- Your ex

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Red robin and rouges gallery: riddler was Not a killer

Riddler always proudly described himself as more rational than the other rouges. He was in and out of Arkham regularly, but he rarely had to escape. He would just wait until his time was over to create more puzzles. He was one of the rouges who discovered Batman's identity. But those who discovered him usually didn't care about his identity, so they never got the two identities mixed up. And he didn't tell anyone else. The only reason batman know he knew Batman's identity was because of his little red. When he met little red, red was only 10 years old. He was a very small child for his age with bright blue eyes. A curious little boy living on the streets of Crime Alley. He kept seeing him over and over again. Each time, he got thinner and lost more of the spark in his eyes. Eddie made it his mission to bring the boy back to life after that. He decided to delay getting into trouble before he went back to Arkham. He would give him little puzzles every day, hiding little treats and such. They were small but effective gifts. Seeing the boy smile again would make him keep doing it. The only person he had mentioned this to was Oswald. Things were just starting to happen between them at that time. Oswald had taken an interest in the boy. And he had said that if he was in Arkham and he was out, he would look after little Red instead. The boy had even started calling him Uncle Eddie. Eddie was the one who had introduced him to Doctor Throne. He knew that he would look after the boy. Even though he acted grumpy for introducing him. Yes, the Riddler was not a killer, but he knew how to kill someone too. Oswald's gift was a small gun that fit in the palm of his hand. Eddie was not a man of fighting, and Oswald had given it to him because he was worried about his safety. The gun was effective enough. Yes, he was not a killer, but he was the best bomb maker in Gotham. He could make bombs from the smallest to the largest, from the lightest to the most powerful bombs that could blow up a whole city. Eddie never liked anyone who hurt children. He had a special grudge against them. Yes, he was not a killer, but when he left Arkham and went to see little Red, he saw the human trafficker who tried to kidnap her. He hadn't even blinked before shooting him. Yes, he wasn't a murderer, but no one would ever touch a child in front of him, especially his own. He had taken the unconscious child to the doctor throne and then called Oswald. The body wasn't there in the morning. And no one had heard of the murder.

***

Riddler was at dinner when his wristwatch started beeping loudly. It was a quiet little restaurant. He was getting strange looks from everyone because of his identity, but he had just left Arkham. He hadn't come running. So he was comfortable. He had stiffened when the alarm went off. He knew very well what the alarm meant. He felt a shiver run down his spine. Eddie had jumped to his feet immediately. He took his wallet out of his pocket and left the appropriate amount of money on the table. He said, "Sorry, if there is an emergency, I'll be back to leave the rest later." He had rushed out of the restaurant and ran to the car in a hurry. His hands were shaking with panic, trying to figure out the location on his phone. When he found it, he started the car and sped off at full speed. Anxiety filled his eyes. When he finally arrived, he had entered the warehouse with his gun in his hand. The sight he saw filled his blood. When he saw his precious little red covered in blood on the ground, his heart skipped a beat and a deep, endless anger filled him. Yes, the Riddler was not a murderer. Everyone knew that. But there was something else the Rouges knew. No one would touch a child around Edward Nygma, especially his child, otherwise if they were lucky, their existence would simply be erased from Gotham. But if they were unlucky, everyone would suffer for it to the end, and the whole of Gotham would turn into a bloodbath.