Author note: Things are starting to get interesting now >:} hehehe
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"Answer me NOW!" The masked man shouted. Suddenly another man with a large gun and a mask covering his face entered the hallway as well. Dick was all the way on the other side of the hallway, crouched down. Out of the corner of her eye, the archer noticed the small boy was gone, and his bag was there where he left it. Artemis slowly crawled by, almost to the corner of the hallway. When the masked men had their backs turned, she stealthily slid around the corner, not making a sound. She needed to find help... These people were out for Dick's blood.

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Dick heard his name. He knew that something fishy was going on, especially when he found out the communications had been cut and there were masked men guarding every exit of Gotham Academy. No basic thug off the street could cut off the communications that easily, and neither would they be smart enough to have multiple men and afford the guns. Dick knew that there was someone smarter behind this, and that they had to have known he is Robin, or else they wouldn't be guarding the exits. This was really bad.

The thirteen year old could easily hack the system and turn back on the communication, but he could do it in the middle of a hallway. So he slid past the corner, and made his way to the nearest room. Most of the guards were stupid, so he could easily pass by them when their backs were turned. So that's exactly what he did, as he walked into the large media center. Long tables spread across the width of the room with computers and spinning chairs in front of them, and bookshelves towered across the large open space.

'Great. A large open space.' The young acrobat thought sarcastically as he snuck behind the large shelves. Thankfully, there was technology just in case anything went wrong. All he had to do was hack into his wifi and regain connection, so he could contact Batman and get help. Dick knew that eventually the impatient shooters would put a gun to an innocent kid's head if he didn't come out of hiding, so he worked as fast as he could.

"I'm starting to get impatient here! Come out boy!" The first intruder yelled from the hallway, his obnoxious voice bouncing off the walls.

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|Meanwhile|

Artemis saw Dick slip away, so she slowly crawled towards the corner of the wall, reaching the edge of the hall. When the shooter had his back turned, she pushed herself up quietly and turned the corner.

'Yes!' She thought hopefully in her head. However, she was then met with a gun to her face.
'I guess these idiots actually have brains... Just my luck.' She thought once again to herself.

"Whaddya think ya doin' girl? Get back atcha spot wouldya?" The masked man in front of her ordered, waving his gun in front of her face.

The blonde crouched down once again, moving towards her previous spot at the wall. A few of the students eyed her weirdly, as if they thought she was nuts. Masked man #1 heard his associate's outburst, and walked towards him. He glanced at Artemis, and then grabbed her by her collar.

"Man whataya doin'?" The armed man by the corner of the hall asked.
"This girl needs to be taken to the boss." The first armed man said with a hint of nervousness in his voice.
"Wha? Boss don't want any complications man!" The other replied with fright.
"Chill out man. We make our money, then get outta here. Now let's take her to him." The first guy snapped impatiently.

The second masked guy nodded his head quickly, putting his gun to Artemis' back who was still in the other man's hold.

"I'll take her to boss. You lure the kid in." Guy #1 ordered to a third masked man, who was on the other side of the hallway. He did as he was told, pulling up a random student and holding his large gun to their head. Artemis was pushed away too quickly to see the student's anxious expression, however she could hear their faint crying from the other side of the large hall. This was really bad.

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"Come out Grayson, or this innocent kid dies. Wouldn't want any blood on ya hands now would ya?!" The third man shouted across the hall, his loud yell ringing in everyone's ears.

'Well, let's hope Bruce got the message, along with the GCPD. Here goes nothing...' Dick thought, as he got up out of hiding, making his way to the exit of the media center.

He had his hands up.

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To be continued...