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When Tim Drake was nine years old he first saw the footage of Batman and Robin fighting the Penguin. He was positive that the young boy flying though the skies of Gotham was his soulmate; he had to be! His soul mark was a Robin, so it would make sense that this boy was his.
Finding out that the boy was in fact Dick Grayson and that the mysterious Batman was Bruce Wayne absolutely thrilled him even more.
Of course it wasn’t until he actually became Robin at thirteen that he found out his deductions about his soulmate were wrong.
Dick had been kind about it, if slightly embarrassed, but pulled off his shirt to show the newest Robin his soul marks. Usually people were only born with one, but apparently Dick had been born with four. In a neat circle just above his heart where four marks, an arrow, a lightning bolt, a flame, and what looked to be an eye with the batgirl symbol in the center.
“Sorry Tim….It would have been nice to have a Robin as one of my marks, but fate just didn’t have it in the cards,” he said somberly, ruffling Tim’s hair slightly before leaving on patrol.
Tim knew that there was no chance that Bruce was his soulmate, even though he felt a deep connection to the man.
He had seen Bruce’s soul mark only once, when the makeup Bruce usually used to cover it up had smudged in a particularly daunting night of patrol. On his right shoulder there was a black cat, perched ever so delicately.
Tim smiled to himself; of course she was Bruce’s soulmate.
Dating Steph was interesting.
They both knew that they weren’t the other’s soulmates, though Steph thought there might be a chance, since her mark was in the same spot as Tim’s. Of course the marks themselves didn’t match, since Tim’s was a robin and Steph’s was a bat. They liked each other well enough, and made an agreement that if the other ever found their soulmate they would break up with no hurt feelings.
It had been a few months since the forming of Young Justice, when one night after a boring day of absolutely nothing happening Tim happened upon Cassie and Bart discussing their soul marks.
It turned out that Cassie’s was very obvious, and explained her infatuation with Superboy. A love struck look crossed her face as she continued to stare at the ‘S’ symbol on her wrist.
Bart it turned out didn't have one, but had made peace with his lack of a mark years ago.
One time after sparring Tim had questioned Superboy, no… Kon, and asked if he had a soul mark. The Boy of Steel simply shrugged, he said that he had one, but that he didn't necessarily believe in soulmates.
Tim tried so question him further, but Kon insisted that he drop it.
Slowly but surely everyone in his life seemed to be finding his or her soulmates.
When Tim became a Titan he figured out who the rest of Dick’s soulmates were, besides Barbra of course. It made sense, though it still troubled him that he was nearing adulthood and still hadn’t found his soulmate.
Cassie and Kon where obviously soulmates. What made Tim curious is why Kon had been so secretive about it when they were younger, although the two never outright said that they were soulmates
Steph found Cass, and of course the two of them clicked like they were meant to be together. Tim was happy for her, he really was. He just thought that he would have found his by now.
One night he found himself brooding, like all good Gotham vigilantes do, about not being able to find his soulmate. Kori found him and asked what was wrong. He of course told her, and the strangest thing happened. A small smile crossed her face before giving Tim a hug and telling him that his soulmate was closer than he thought.
Tim didn't dwell on that thought too much since he'd already eliminated everyone he was close to as his potential soulmate.
Jason Todd was most definitely not his soulmate, Tim thought as he lay on the ground bleeding and in a massive amount of pain caused by said former Robin.
Of course Tim finally found his soulmate on the day they died. Or rather figured out who they were.
It felt like half his heart was dying. He didn’t even know where he was running to just that he had heard that Superboy was down, his body moved almost of it’s own accord. It wasn’t till he actually reached Cassie crying over Kon’s body that he realized why. There in plain sight on Superboy’s hip was a robin, just like Tim’s.
Tim was later told that the sound that left his mouth was almost inhuman as he collapsed on top of Kon’s body. He didn’t even realize that Cassie had moved away to give him more space.
The only thoughts running through his head were questions, to himself, to Kon, none of them he could find answers for, not now.
A year later Dick fired him from being Robin and his soul mark became even more irrelevant than before.