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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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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

what do you think about the scene

i like it

meh(trnslate not to good

i dont like it

i need more protective eddie

i need more scene

i hate it

idc

Voting ended onNov 23, 2025

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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.

***

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 : i don't wanna die

Tim was lying on the ground. He was in terrible pain. No matter how much pain he was in, he looked at the clown standing over him with a crowbar without the slightest fear in his eyes. Joker was laughing hysterically. "Oh little bird, you really are brave. You're so much better than number 2," he said. Tim growled, "Fuck you." Joker hit him in the left knee with another crowbar. "Oh Junior, you should have more respect for your father," he said. Tim's body went rigid from the blow. His eyes went black. He was breathless from the pain. "You're not my father," he growled. Joker hit him in the stomach with another crowbar. Tim's scream was drowned out by the blinding pain and the sound of bones breaking in his leg. He writhed in pain. Joker said, "You're a very disrespectful little shit." Tim grinned, showing his bloody teeth, "And you're old fashioned too. You do the same things over and over again. You don't even try anything new. I wonder if you're starting to forget the things you used to do when you're old." Then he spat the blood in his mouth at him. Joker was extremely angry. He hit him in the face with a crowbar. He started to break all of his bones with the crowbar. The sound of bones breaking started to fill the entire warehouse. No matter how much Tim tried to hold back his screams, the pain was too much. The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness from the endless crowbar blows was the crowbar blow to his head.

***

When Tim woke up he was in terrible pain. The Joker was not around. He could only hear ticking sounds. He saw the bomb, the knife and the 5 minutes. He said "fuck fuck fuck fuck" in panic. He had no strength to move. His whole body ached so bad he had no strength to move. Even his fingers were torn apart. *calm down red. calm down. Uncle Eddie always taught us how to disarm bombs, I can do this, I can do this, he thought. But he was having a panic attack and was crying. He tried to drag his body towards the bomb. He was screaming in pain. Despite the blinding pain he continued to drag himself there. When he finally reached the bomb he had less than 1 minute left. His hands were shaking so bad "fuck fuck. this hurts so much. this hurts so much" he thought in panic. He looked at the wires trying to hold the knife. He would either cut the right wire or he would blow up. But he was barely awake. He was trying to keep himself awake. Even his fingers could barely grip the knife *calm down. calm down. What Uncle Eddie had said. Remember that. Oh shit if I get blown up Uncle Eddie will be furious and start a massacre. I hope he doesn't decide to kill B for not taking care of me properly again* he thought. Then he finally cut a wire, the countdown had stopped. He didn't have the strength to stand up straight anymore. He fell to the ground. *Shit I'm really going to die. I'm really going to die and the Hood was going to be furious that he had managed to copy him exactly. He could feel his energy to stay awake diminishing. A pool of blood had begun to form under him. He could barely collect his thoughts, his head turned to the side. Because if he didn't. He didn't want to drown in his own blood when he lost consciousness. For a moment he remembered the thing Uncle Eddie had given him when he returned to Gotham; it was a small device, although it wouldn't be noticeable to anyone who wasn't paying close attention, it was in the inner joint separating the upper and lower parts of his left arm. He remembered what Uncle Eddie had said, "I want you to carry this little red one with you. If you need help, just press here for a while. I promise I'll be there for you no matter what, no matter where I am," he had told him. He tried to pull his right arm towards his left, no matter how painful it was. Cano was burning so much. He had started to cry. "I don't want to die. I don't want to die," he said in a very low voice. He had started to sob. Despite the blinding pain of pure adrenaline, he had managed to drag his arm to his other arm. The pain was too much. The only reason he was still moving was his will to survive. All he had done before he passed out was push the button. Then he had completely lost consciousness.

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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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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 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 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.