To tame a Demon (english)

Chapter 1: Welcome to hell

Nightwing hit hard on a rocky ground when the portal spewed him out in hell. He gasped miserably when his ribs reminded him of their poorly state and curled himself up protectively so he wouldn't be hit by any of the flying objects that shot out of the gate. But it wasn't for long before the noise stopped, the gate closed and everything quiet down.

Dick didn't bother to look up. He knew what had happened anyway and right now he just wanted to take a deep breath to let his body relax for a second. However, it was not as pleasant as it should be. The strangely sulphurous air scratched inside his lungs. With every breath he felt the individual ailments of his body more than ever.

Dick shifted hinself onto his back with all limbs extended to lessen the strain. He stroke one of his hands over the wound Trigon had inflicted on his side and then held it in front of his face. It was pretty bloody.

Actually the black-haired just wanted to stay on the ground a little more, but he knew that he must stop the bleeding quickly before it would get really dangerous for him. Groaning, he straightened up and looked around first.

Wherever he looked there was only dead rock and steaming lava flows that meandered through the desolate land under a blood-red sky . No green, no water , just the screeching of strange creatures in the distance and the stinging smoke in the air.

 This dimension truly lived up to its name Hell. However, in addition to the many debris from buildings of his world, there were all sorts of objects between them that the portal must had swallowed.

Among those things, he spotted Damian's broken katana a few meters away from him. Effortlessly, Nightwing rose and dragged himself heavily to the fragment. He checked on the broken sword. Most of its blade was no longer there, but almost 25 cm was still preserved and due to the broken tip, which ended up pointed, it could still serve as a weapon. Who knew what monsters lived in this area and since his Escrima -sticks were lost during the events, this toothpick shall take their place. He decided to take the piece with him and put it on the empty back bracket.

He looked around again but this time for something specific. Little by little Dick climbed over the rubble and serched the rows. After about 5 minutes he found the object of his desire under a pile of broken boards. Nightwing knew that there had to be at least one of these things somewhere since the gate sucked in everything in around 300 meters. He took the battered first aid kit into his hands and started to smile, when he saw its date. Expired two years ago, as if that would bother him right now. He gently opened the lid and went through the individual components. Scissors, an emergency blanket and all sorts of stuff that would help him take care of this nasty wound. This should help for now .

Dick settled on a nearby wall and grabbed the scissors. He generously cut a hole around the wound into his suit before the real work could done. First he tried to remove most of the blood as best he could, and then washed the rest away with the disinfectant . Before doing so, Dick took the broken katana into his hand again. Because of those stupid creatures that were wandering around this area, he wasn't even allowed to make a sound and Dick knew his next move won't be a pleasant act. So he clamped the handle between his teeth and then let the pale liquid flow over this stupid wound. Dick bit hard on the sword handle as the pain rushed threw his body.

Holy Shit, it burned worse than a massage from Red Inferno.

His upcoming holiday just increased up to 5 weeks. That meant if he could get out of here again.

Although his wound was cleaned now, he had nothing to sew the torn flesh together. For the time being, a pressure bandage has to hold everything together somehow and prevent worse things from happening. So he could take some time to find a solution for this problem .