You were typing away on your laptop, "current.. vigilante...news." You mumbled as you typed the words in the search bar. You hit enter and started conducting all the research you could. Clicking on site after site, examining multiple images, debating whether they were fake or real.

You read multiple web pages on the 'Batman' but that wasn't who saved you that night and you were sure of it.

After countless clicking on the 'next' button in the images section, you saw a blurred image of darkness, but within the darkness you saw a smudge of red, yellow and green.

"Bingo!"

You read the caption that went along with the image. "Another Mystery Vigilante? Witnesses say he goes by 'Robin'" read the caption.

You muttered his name to yourself over and over again making sure you'd never forget it.

You were determined to find this crusader. For some reason he wouldn't leave your brain space. You had no idea what you'd do if you managed to find him, but, you'll figure that out when you get to it. One step at a time!

You grabbed your backpack that contained all your necessities, as you always did and ran out the door.

You walked along the footpaths until you came across the fire escape of an apartment. You pulled the ladder down and climbed up. Best guess is he's running around the rooftops.

Once you reached the top of the building you looked around. Nothing. That's alright, you'd only just begun your search. You started walking across the building, jumping the small gap between each building.

Minutes turned into hors and before you knew it you were blocks away from your place.

You groaned at your own ignorance of the distance you'd accumulated in your search for the capes crusader.

Feeling defeated in your search, you decided to turn around and start the long journey back to your house.

"Why are you walking along these rooftops?" A voice asked. You spun at the sound and looked around.

All of a sudden a boy, the same boy, jumped in front of you.

"ROBIN! Finally!" You cheered. He looked at you quizzically, not entirely sure what you were doing. "Oh, um, I, ahh, might have been looking for you." You rubbed the back of your neck.

"Why?" He asked in the same tone. "Cause I was curious." You replied, a little disappointed with his attitude. Truth is, you liked knowing a superhero, made you feel special, not everyone has had a face to face live meet with a vigilante.

'It'd be super cool if he was like, my friend! And I'd just casually text him whenever, but I'd need his number for that. So- hmmm..' You started babbling to yourself in your mind.

Just as he was about to leave you called out to him, "Hold on!". He turned back to you, waiting for what you had to say. "....Can I have your number?" You asked casually.

He snickered at you for a quick moment before pulling out a sheet of paper and writing a set of digits on it. He handed it to you, you looked at it and your eyes lit up with joy instantly. YOU HAD A SUPERHEROES NUMBER!!!

"You're a long way from home aren't you?" He asked. "Yeh. . . Wait! How'd you know?!" You replied. "I saw you climbing up a fire escape and watched you walk from there all the way to here." He explained. "Why?" You questioned. "How was I meant to know you were looking for me and not about to jump off a high rise?" He questioned back at you.

You were slightly taken aback, this kid had attitude. You kinda liked it. You had quite a handful of attitude yourself, and anyone who gave you attitude you were willing to back chat to.

"What? You gonna save me if I decided to commit suicide?" You said smugly, smirking. "If I had to." He started. "Need a lift home?" He offered. "Uh, yeh, thanks. That'd be great!" You thanked him.

He walked up to you and held you around your waist. He then jumped off the building, holding onto you and grappling to the next building.

Before you knew it you were in your front yard.

"Thanks Robin, by the way, my names (y/n)." You said. For a split second he smiled and nodded before grappling off into the night.