This is a VERY short prolouge to this story but I wanted to do it just to explain how Scarecrow knows the Dynamic Duo's identities so read away.

Robin's POV

I tried to pretend I was knocked out when I heard Scarecrow's footsteps. He kicked me in the stomach though and I couldn't help but grunt. I opened my eyes as if I was just waking up, pretending I hadn't just heard his whole plan to destroy Gotham. My hands were bound together and I was tied to a chair in a big office. There weren't any windows so I didn't have a clue where I was,

"Great, the brat heard," He growled to one of his henchmen, "Get me a syringe. I've been needing a test subject anyway." My eyes widened as a large henchman came closer with a big needle. I had been hit with the Scarecrow's fear toxin before. It was horrible. But Batman was always there with me and gave me the antidote quickly. This is different. I have no clue where Batman is. I was knocked out while he chased after Scarecrow so Scarecrow must have somehow lost him. I started to struggle and tried to break free from the chair but the rope was too strong for me to break without something sharp. I flinched when Scarecrow shoved the syringe into my arm and almost screamed when he injected the toxin. Here it goes.

I watched my parents fall again and again. Over and over. I could hear myself screaming. I was still vaguely aware that this wasn't real and I was probably screaming in real life but I couldn't take it. I could fear tears rolling down my cheeks when the scene changed

I was in the Batcave with Bruce and he was bleeding everywhere. I could tell he had been shot in the chest and it looked fatal. The monitor next to him that showed his heartbeart was slowing down and it was almost a flat line.

"BRUCE! DON'T DIE BRUCE!"

Scarecrow's POV

I smiled evilly as the boy started to scream and cry. He really deserved it. I did pick up on something odd though. The boy kept screaming "BRUCE! DON"T DIE!" multiple times. It made me wonder about their identities. Who did I know named Bruce? Bruce Wayne maybe? That would make sense! Wayne looks like he could be strong enough to be Batman and he has a teenage son with black hair. They could be Robin and Batman! Bruce would have the money to pay for gadgets as well. I once again smiled evilly, a plan forming in my mind.

My thoughts were interrupted by an explosion followed by Batman entering the room. He glanced at Robin who was in hysterics. He turned back to me and growled. I turned and ran but he caught up to me before I had even reached the door and tackled me, cuffing my hands behind my back. He then took out my henchmen before they could save me and then he rushed over to robin. This was little bit sad on my part; I normally got to at least throw a few fists at Batman but that was just unfair. I watched him pull out a needle of his own and injected it into Robin's other arm. This stopped the screaming and he untied Robin. Great, there was a full dose of my toxin. Wasted in a finger snap. The kid was unconscious though. He left Robin's side to go handcuff my henchmen. While he was distracted I stood up to try to run but he noticed and he slammed me against the wall, knocking me out.

A little while later I woke up and opened my eyes. I looked around and saw that not much had changed. Everyone was still here and Robin was just waking up I think. Luckily, Batman didn't realize I was awake so when Robin woke up I was watching them closely.

"Bruce," he mumbled. He flung himself into Batman's arms and Batman patted his back.

"It's okay Dick. I'm right here" There it is! Bruce Wayne's son is named Richard and Dick is a nickname for people named Richard. Now I knew for sure who the Dynamic Duo was. And though it seemed I was going back to Arkham Asylum, next time I broke out I knew exactly what I was going to do.

There's the prolouge. This story will most likely be alternating between Batman and Robin's POVs but I used a little bit of Scarecrow POV because I wanted to explain him peicing the identities together and also that Robin doesn't know that he knows who they are.