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Kouichi

Fic: Brothers Together Chapter 8

Title: Brothers Together
Chapter: 8/?
Series: Teen Titans Go!/DCU Batverse crossover
Timeline: TTG - revised to post-series; DCU - just after the Identity Crisis incident.
Characters: Tim Drake, TTG Robin (alt. Dick Grayson), other TTG Titans
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Family
Summery: Still coping from the death of his father, Tim Drake finds himself in a world reminiecent of his world's past, but somehow not the same. Robin, who long ago attempted to forget his old name, finds himself face-to-face with a stranger who may or may not play a key factor in his own future. Maybe they can help each other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. DC owns it all. They may have been abusing their deathstick privalges recently, but they still own it.
Author’s Note: I have always hated my chapter endings. This one is no different. Will cross-post tomorrow when I’m not feeling so worn out.

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Smiling Tim

Fic: Brothers Together Chapter 7

 Title: Brothers Together
Chapter: 7/?
Series: Teen Titans Go!/DCU Batverse crossover
Timeline: TTG - mid-series; DCU - just after the Identity Crisis incident.
Characters: Tim Drake, TTG Robin (alt. Dick Grayson), other TTG Titans
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Family
Summery: Still coping from the death of his father, Tim Drake finds himself in a world reminiecent of his world's past, but somehow not the same. Robin, who long ago attempted to forget his old name, finds himself face-to-face with a stranger who may or may not play a key factor in his own future. Maybe they can help each other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. DC owns it all. They may have been abusing their deathstick privalges recently, but they still own it.

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Kouichi

Fic: Brothers Together Chapter 6

Title: Brothers Together
Chapter: 5/?
Series: Teen Titans Go!/DCU Batverse crossover
Timeline: TTG - mid-series; DCU - just after the Identity Crisis incident.
Characters: Tim Drake, TTG Robin (alt. Dick Grayson), other TTG Titans
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Family
Summery: Still coping from the death of his father, Tim Drake finds himself in a world reminiecent of his world's past, but somehow not the same. Robin, who long ago attempted to forget his old name, finds himself face-to-face with a stranger who may or may not play a key factor in his own future. Maybe they can help each other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. DC owns it all. They may have been abusing their deathstick privalges recently, but they still own it.

A/N: Well, we've got two Robins who aren't quite trusting each other locked in a room together, and they haven't blown anything up. Things will probably get more entertaining in the next chapter, so I hope I don't bore anybody away with this one. ^.^' I'll cross-post it around tomorrow when I'm not sleepy...

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Kouichi

Fic: Brothers Together Chapter 5

Title: Brothers Together
Chapter: 5/?
Series: Teen Titans Go!/DCU Batverse crossover
Timeline: TTG - mid-series; DCU - just after the Identity Crisis incident.
Characters: Tim Drake, TTG Robin (alt. Dick Grayson), other TTG Titans
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Family
Summery: Still coping from the death of his father, Tim Drake finds himself in a world reminiecent of his world's past, but somehow not the same. Robin, who long ago attempted to forget his old name, finds himself face-to-face with a stranger who may or may not play a key factor in his own future. Maybe they can help each other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. DC owns it all. They may have been abusing their deathstick privalges recently, but they still own it.

 

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Kouichi

Fic: Brothers Together Chapter 4

Title: Brothers Together
Chapter: 4/?
Series: Teen Titans Go!/DCU Batverse crossover
Timeline: TTG - mid-series; DCU - just after the Identity Crisis incident.
Characters: Tim Drake, TTG Robin (alt. Dick Grayson), other TTG Titans
Genre: Action/Adventure, Drama, Family
Summery: Still coping from the death of his father, Tim Drake finds himself in a world reminiecent of his world's past, but somehow not the same. Robin, who long ago attempted to forget his old name, finds himself face-to-face with a stranger who may or may not play a key factor in his own future. Maybe they can help each other.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. DC owns it all. They may have been abusing their deathstick privalges recently, but they still own it.

Author's Notes:
Last I heard, the offical word was that Tim is "sixteen-going-on-seventeen," which would put him at about "just turned sixteen"-ish when his father died. Since the TTG has never actually been noted as having age of and kind, I've put them on a slightly older range - about 19-16, with Beast Boy being the youngest. 
Also, I adore Mia's costume. She has much better fashion sense than the rest of her family. Hense Speedy's admiration.

 
Chapter 4: Investigations

Robin frowned at the sleek photographs spread out over his work desk, analyzing them, searching them for any sign of forgery or trick. The dates on the back of the store-developed shots, ranged from three to ten years in the future, and the quality of the printing seemed just slightly advanced enough in the same mind-set. Both seemed to back up his initial hypothesis - time travel - but that brought up questions that he didn’t want to answer.

 

Namely: Where was he?

 

The kid in the Robin costume wasn’t him - he was too small, too thin and, most importantly, too young. Starfire, Raven, Beast Boy, Cyborg, they were all featured and had all aged accordingly, he but he was nowhere to be seen, ‘grown-up’ or not.

 

His trained detective skills, kicked in with half a dozen theories and possibilities, but the first one that hit him stuck. The thing that set him apart from his teammates was obvious - he had no natural ‘powers’ of his own, aside from his training, he was a normal teenage boy. That meant he was vulnerable. His weaknesses were the easiest to exploit.

 

If someone managed to get the drop on him at the wrong time…

 

Robin swallowed hard at the thought and pushed it to the back of his mind. He pushed the group photo to the side of his desk, turning to the other three shots. Two of them were interesting, but not useful - brief moments in the lives of masked heroes that he neither knew nor could identify - but the third caught his eye.

 

Robin turned on the desk lamp and pulled a magnifying glass from his drawer, focusing on the details. He compared the smiling, unmasked boy in the snapshot with the grinning, half-strangled Robin in the group shot. Careful examination picked up on the smallest aspects - the shape of the chin and ears, slight changes in skin tone, near-invisible freckles and moles - and, in his opinion, the two faces matched up in every way.

 

The boy was the other (fake!) Robin, outside of the mask and costume. Obviously, the man with him was important to him, but Robin couldn’t quite pin him down. It wasn’t Bruce. Or Alfred.

 

 

The kid’s father…?

 

The thought made Robin’s skin prickle. Even if - for whatever stupid reason - Batman had replaced him, why would he chose someone that still had a father, a family, a…

 

A home?

 

“Robin?”

 

Starfire’s voice and light knock startled him, but Robin managed choke it down before the door slid open. “Our friends that you contacted have arrived.”

 

“Good,” Robin grabbed the first picture and clicked off the desktop light as he slipped out of the lab. “Thanks, Starfire.”

 

The alien girl’s eyes remained on him as he brushed past her. “Have you managed to discover anything of the other Robin?”

 

A light, annoyed chill ran up Robin’s spine, and he pushed it back down. “Nothing yet.”

 

“Robin…” Starfire nibbled on her bottom lip in the awkward manner she used when she was uncertain of what to say. “I feel that we may be approaching this in an incorrect manner.”

 

Robin took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain calm. He was not going to take his frustration out on Starfire, she was only trying to help “What do you mean?”

 

“I feel that we should not be treating this boy as though he is our enemy. I feel we should be searching for him as a lost friend, and hope that he may assist us in locating Chronos.”

 

Robin took another deep breath, letting it out very, very slowly. “Thank you, Starfire. I’ll keep that in mind.”

 

Starfire sighed, recognizing the team leader’s slightly-cold, ‘I don’t agree with you, but I don’t want to hurt your feelings’ tone, and floated off to help Beast Boy prepare a late dinner for the Tower. Robin groaned a bit once she was gone, then recovered himself and calmly strode into the Titan’s living room.

 

He was almost instantly greeted by a red and yellow blur that zoomed up and slid to a stop just in front of him. “Hiya Rob! Long time no see!”

 

Despite himself, Robin let a bit of a grin slip onto his face as he greeted Kid Flash. Behind the gold-and-scarlet speedster, lounging across the couch, was a grinning Speedy, who was toying with one of his own energy arrows. The archer vaulted over the back of the couch, tossing his arrow back into place as he moved cockily up the stairs. “Sorry it took so long. Had to wrap up Johnny Rancid’s latest stupid plot back in Steel City, and zippy over there tripped.”

 

Kid Flash scowled. “You’re the one who left your bow lying around!”

 

“I most certainly did not. I’m an archer, Kid, I know how to handle my stuff!”

 

“It’s good to see you both,” Robin interrupted, cutting off an argument before it could start. “And thanks for coming on such short notice. I need to see if you guys can ID some people for me.”

 

He had hardly produced the group photo before Kid Flash snatched it out of his hands. A second later, the fastest boy alive simply stopped moving, held completely still for a few seconds, then freaked out a bit. “Hey, what the hell is this? Who’s the punk in my costume?”

 

“I was hoping you could tell me,” Robin sighed, rubbing his stiff neck. “That picture belongs to someone we’re trying to track. ID’ing the people with him is the first step to figuring out who he really is.”

 

Kid Flash frowned, holding the picture at arm’s length and turning it from side to side as he brought it in close. “Sorry, dude. Doesn’t ring any bells with me.”

 

Speedy slipped up beside him and took the picture for his own appraisal. Robin’s eyes flickered to him. “Do you recognize the archer?”

 

“’Fraid not,” Speedy shook his head and grinned. “Wicked costume, though. Very sleek. Girl’s got style, whoever she is.”

 

Kid Flash zoomed around the room once in a sporadic burst of hyperactivity (a constant risk when working with speedsters) before reappearing over Robin’s shoulder as the Titans leader took the photo back. “What about those two in the back? That shield’s pretty obvious, dude. You asked Supes or…?”

 

Robin’s eyes narrowed. “I’m not involving them. This is Titans business.”

 

“Hey, Robin.”

 

Cyborg’s voice held a specific electric buzz as the intercom clicked on, broadcasting the voice around the Tower. “We’ve picked up a signal over the communications line. I’m pretty sure it’s our mystery kid. I think we can track him.”

 

“I’ll be right there,” Robin turned on his heels and darted out the door, with Speedy just behind him and Kid Flash breezing past almost instantly. It brought just a bit of a grin onto his face - in his opinion, the more Titans they had on their side, the better.

 

( - ) ( - ) ( - )

 

“Conner…Cassie…Bart, Mia…it’s me. I don’t know if any of you got here, too, but…I’m here. We need to find each other. Please respond. Robin out.

 

“Conner…Cassie…Bart, Mia…it’s me. I don’t know if any of you got here, too, but…I’m here. We need to find each other. Please respond. Robin out.

 

“Conner…Cassie…Bart, Mia…”

 

Robin frowned and muted endlessly looping message to clear the channel for Titans-to-Titans communication. The strange signal - definitely in the same voice as they kid he’d spent two hours trading blows with back on the other side of midnight - had been looping on a frequency just slightly lower than the usual Titans communicators for at least the past hour, if not more. Cyborg and his wondrous technology had managed to narrow the signal’s broadcasting area down to a ten-block stretch of town, so the Titans had spread out to search.

 

Robin flipped the visor of his helmet back into place and kicked up the speed on his motorbike as the light turned green and he rounded the corner of the block. The wind rushing around his head managed to block out most of the sounds of the city, giving him just the white noise he needed to concentrate on Cyborg’s pre-mission briefing.

 

Cyborg had been studying more than the airwaves - he’d scanned the pictures into his hard drive immediately after their first return, and he’d been analyzing them in ways that even Robin’s thorough training couldn’t. Digital rendering had revealed a distinct ‘T’-shaped tower in the distant background of the group shot. According to Cyborg, it wasn’t the Titans Tower - at least, not the current version, especially since the location looked nothing like their current residence. He’d shown them blue prints of a modified tower that he had been working on, but specifically noted that the technology needed to create it wouldn’t be readily available for another ten years, at the very least.

 

“HeyguysIthinkIfoundhim!Youbettergetupherequick-”

 

Robin hit the breaks, screeching to a halt, and lifted a hand to adjusted his communicator. “Kid, slow down. We can’t understand you.”

 

Kid Flash’s voice stopped for a split second, there was the sound of a deep breath, and then he repeated more slowly. “I think I found your kid in the Robin suit. He’s not going anywhere, but you better get up here. And be quiet about it.”

 

Robin glanced down at the screen set into the base of his motorcycle. The blip associated with Kid Flash’s communicator was not moving, quite calmly, from a building on the far-right side of their search area. All of the others were within a five minute trip of the location.

 

“We’ll be right there,” Robin reported as he revved his cycle. “Stay with him.”

 

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By the time that Robin made it onto the roof, Cyborg and Speedy had beaten him there, while Raven, Starfire and Beast Boy were just landing. Kid Flash was hovering near the corner of the roof, literally buzzing with carefully-contained energy, his expression somewhere between excited and concerned.

 

As the others approached, Kid put a finger to his lips and shushed them softly. “Quiet, he’s asleep.”

 

That was clear enough, but not quite so obvious that they would have remembered to keep it down had he not reminded them. The kid was curled up in the little niche of the corner, his legs pulled up almost to his chest, resting his head on his arms, with most of his body hidden by the warm folds of his own cape. Black hair fell haphazardly over his face, partially hiding his mask and only adding to the peaceful expression he wore. Leaning against his boot was a small, square, silver device, which was flashing red in the shadows, its ‘T’-shaped light being the only thing indicating that it was his Titans communicator. Or at least a form of one.

 

The moment Starfire’s eyes landed on the boy, she let out a little gasp, and her face took on the soft, concerned expression that had Robin convinced she would one day make the universe’s greatest mother. “He is so…small.”

 

“I don’t think he’s that old, Star,” Cyborg said softly, keeping his voice low. “He’s younger than us, that’s for sure. Maybe about Beast Boy’s age, but no older than that.”

 

“Seriously?” Beast Boy whistled a bit. “Dude…that’s awesome.”

 

Speedy, on the other hand, frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah, but, I always assumed that Robin…Robins,” the Titans leader glared at him a bit for the addition of the multiple, but the archer ignored him, “were supposed to be like, freaky-smart or something. Sleeping out in the middle of the city like this ain’t that bright.”

 

“He didn’t have a choice,” Raven’s voice said calmly, her tone emotionless and distant as her empathy brushed the edge of the boy’s consciousness. “He’s exhausted. If he’d gone any further, he would have passed out.”

 

Kid Flash glanced between the group awkwardly, not spending more than half a second on each face but with the concentration as though he had been studying them (and, with natural aptitude for ‘relative time,’ he could have been) for an hour. His head and shoulders moved with his body, as though it hurt to stand completely still. “So...whatta we do? We can’t just leave him here.”

 

There was a moment of silence as Beast Boy, Starfire and Cyborg glanced at a thoughtful Robin each in turn. Kid Flash shared a panicked looked with Speedy and fidgeted. “We…We aren’t going to leave him here, right? He’s just a kid.”

 

Robin sighed, shaking his head and silently scolding himself for even thinking of what he’d been ready to do. He was a hero, they were all heroes, and there were just some things that heroes…that good people…just didn’t do. “You’re right. We’ll take him back to the Tower.”

 

The others let out relieved breaths. Robin used all his control to ignore that fact. “Cyborg, can you get him down to the T-car without waking him up?”

 

“No prob,” the largest of the Titans grinned, leaning down to scoop the young boy into his arms. Not-Robin didn’t wake, but he shifted, curling away from the cold metal and further into the cape.

 

Robin found himself musing that the kid must have been exhausted. Batman had trained him to wake at the slightest change in air. It had been all that kept him alive in some situations.

 

Speedy glanced at Robin out of the corner of his eyes as Cyborg and the others started their retreat back down to the street level. “And what are you going to do with him now that you’ve got him?”

 

Robin pursed his lips, killing the words ‘I don’t know’ before they could be spoken, and followed after his team.

 

TBC…