(Raven's POV)

I glance into his blue eyes behind his mask. They intrigued me. They shined like something I saw once, in a dream; at least I think it was a dream; they were familiar to my eyes, but I couldn't place it.

"Who . . ." I began, looking at him, "Who are you?" He took a step closer to me.

"Don't worry, I'm here to take you back."

I knew it. He was here to take me back to my father to finish me off. I saw my cloche in his hands, I left it there as I started to move my small legs as fast as I could.

"Raven!" He calls my name.

I could hear his feet running right after me. What did he want from me? If he didn't work for my father, he could have told me something that didn't sound like he was a minion of Trigon. I turned my head to the left, I saw the man.

"Wait, I'm not gonna hurt you." He says.

I ran ahead of him, but he was right behind me. I turned away, and hid in a small crack of in between the rocks. I see him reaching his hand out for me.

"Please I just wanna . . ." He began, I kicked him in the knee, "Ow!"

I pull my cloche out of his hands and ran away, putting it against my back.

(Robin's POV)

It took me a little bit to recover from her blow. I followed her, seeing her trip down the ledge of rocks. I followed her, seeing her stare at me with a strange look. Does she think that I am a villain? Does she think that I work for Trigon? I couldn't just stand there and say nothing. She's a child. Small, innocent, followed, and . . .

"Raven . . . It's me Robin. Remember?"

(Raven's POV)

His name name sounded familiar as well, I just couldn't place it.

"I'm lost." I say, with a weak voice. "I know."

He says, going down on his knees.

"But I found you. You don't have to be afraid anymore."

He holds his hand out again.

"I can help you," he pauses, "but you have to let me."

My tears fill my eyes, I glance at it, seeing him again. I place my hand on his.