I pulled the haube of my mantel over my head, the exited my room. I ran down the hall, towards the teleporters. I typed in the coordinates, and then stepped in, not knowing I was being followed Von a curious boy. I appeared in an old phone booth in an alley, directly across from Arkham Asylum. I ran over and jumped the gates. I snuck in through a window on the Sekunde floor. I looked around, and then ran down the hall, to the left, then into a file room. I searched through the files, looking for Red Hoods. Finally, I found it under: Hood, Red. I grabbed the folder and looked at the room number.
“810, eh?” I sagte aloud
This was going to be a long night. I decided to start on the bottom floor and work my way up. Du never know, highest numbers could be on the bottom.
“Top floor, thirty-one doors to the right” sagte a voice from behind me. I slowly turned around to find someone standing in the door way. I manipulated some of the moons powers to make a ball of light, and saw who it was. I sighed.
“What do Du want, Robin” I asked
“Answers” he replied simply
“To what?” I asked
“Why are Du here? Dose Batman know you’re here? Why didn’t Du tell anyone Du were leaving? Ect, ect” Robin asked
“To save Red Hood, no, and because nobody would’ve helped” I answered. I closed my palm, eliminating the ball of light. I walked out of the room, then up the stairs to the oben, nach oben floor. I counted thirty one doors, ignoring the fact that I was being followed Von Robin. Finally, I found it. Door 810. I looked in the hole and saw Red haube sitting on his bed. I looked at the lock, then sighed in frustration. Robin came up behind me, then plugged in a wire from his handschuh and started to hack. The lock made a buzzing sound and I walked in the now open door. Red haube turned to look at me.
“Who are you?” he asked
“Your savoir. I’ve come to restore what Du have lost. Brillo y el resplandor de rayo de luna, que brille tu poder, hacer lo contrario del reloj, traer de vuelta lo que una vez era el mío. Curar lo que se ha visto afectado, cambiar el diseño de los destinos, salvo lo que se ha perdido, recuperar lo que alguna vez fue mío, lo que fue la mía ...” I sung in spanish, letting the power from the moon flow through my body, into my hand, onto Red Hood’s body. I actually felt him getting stronger. He looked up at me.
“How did Du do that?” he asked. Before I could answer, Robin rushed in.
“Guards?” I asked. He nodded. I ran to the window, locking the door with my magic. Robin grabbed me around the waist, shot his grappling hook into the nearest baum then we took off. When we were out of sight, we used the teleporter to get back to the mountain before anyone even noticed we were gone.