Lolita 𐐪𐑂 Dick Grayson

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With Dick still holding on to me, he was leading us through a dark tunnel. One that had water flood an inch off the ground, making the bottom of my shoes become damp. As we neared I saw small led lights hidden beneath our feet. I gasped slightly shocked at what we'd come across.

Dicks hand ran down my arm and held onto the very tips of my fingers as he walked up to a electricity box. Though when he opened it, a keypad and large screen light up. Dicks fingers pressed a random code and soon enough it rang across the tunnel.

Recognized, Night Wing

My eyes quickly shut and blinked furiously as the wall in front of us opened letting out a bright white light. I was blinded but still felt Dick's presence drag me behind the wall. My sneakers squeaked beneath me as they made contact with hard material.

I didn't know what I was expecting but it was definitely not what I was staring at. I was thinking he'd lead us into a small infirmary, maybe it's small closing covered in computer screens. But no, this was different.

The round cave held a large sparring ring in the middle, just a couple feet from it laid the computar I was thinking except it was one large one plastered into the wall of the dome. Mini screens wrapped around the room, my eyes landed towards cubicles that held costumes of the hero's from this city. interesting enough, the cubicles were all empty except for one robin suit whose light was shut off.

I walked slowly, amazed at the place that could only be Batman's well batcave. I inched closer to the sparring ring and watched as it light up in a hue of blue lights.

"What is that doing here!" Something called from above. My attention went from the metal tables lined next to us towards the ceiling. I could barely see the figure standing on a balcony with stairs that wrapped around the room. Oh was this a sight.

A muffled scream came from me as something threw itself in front of me, my balance no where to be seen. Dick held my body up but it wasn't enough for the person to come charging on me.

I now had a clearer view at her. She had black hair that was cut right above her shoulders. But as she moved frantically to me, her hair flew in all kinds of direction. I stood my ground but as she kept inching closer I couldn't help but take steps back.

She only had to be a couple inches taller, her face hidden behind the same domino mask Dick wore. But despite this, her rage expressed itself in her actions. Her hands threw themselves besides either side of my head as she was now pressuring me into the rigid walls of the cave.

I stumbled and cringed feeling her breath sting my open cut. I tried pushing her off but to that she twisted my wrist. Someone as trained as her would obviously overpower me. A sense of embarrassment wove over me as I couldn't find a way out from her.

"Don't touch her, Cain" Dick ran now pulling her off me. I flinched hearing her body slam against the metal from beneath. Dicks foot stood right in the middle of her back as his hands binded hers together.

"Where's Bruce?"

"Damian" she wheezed and groaned rolling to her side as Dick sighed pushing himself off her.

"Tim come back yet?" He muttered coming back to my side. He tried reaching for my hand again but I quickly pulled away. She was looking and I hated being seen as a damsel in distress in front of others. My face still burned with embarrassment.

"He's in the manor" she retaliated, her voice now much calmer than a few seconds ago. "What happened down there?" She asked. Now it felt like she completely oversaw me.

"What do you mean?" Dick continued the conversation. I lingered behind them feeling awkward, my fingers dragging against the metal tables and the first aid materials organized in labeled containers. I looked terrified at my right hand seeing it stained with my blood.

I found a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, almost empty laying behind a jar of cotton balls. Fuck it, I grabbed a cotton ball and opened the bottle. The pickering of Dick and 'Cain' kept getting louder over the failed mission.

I breathed in and out heavily seeing this in every action movie there was. The hydrogen peroxide seeped from out the cotton ball, running down my finger; there was no going back.

Little needles penetrated my fresh flesh as I did the first few dabs. I hit my fist against the table trying to stay still as I continued to dab the cotton pad. I brought the pad down and saw it covered in a faded red.

"Lo, no" I felt myself stumble as Dick picked me up and sat me on the table. I hissed feeling the liquid drip down my face. I reached for Dicks domino mask and slowly peeled it off wanting to look at his eyes. I guess the shock never left as I found myself staring intensely into Dicks eyes.

A small water bottle in his hand flipped over and soaked a paper towel. I winced feeling him press down on my cheek, oh this felt much better. Still, the pain didn't fail to make me forget that I still had to find Tim and work things out with him.

He forcefully this time took my right hand and wiped away the blood that left my hand pink.

By the time Dick cleared off the blood and disinfected my wound, the batgirl decided to introduce herself rather than remain standing watching over us. I made 'eye contact' with her and although she was cautious, I sensed she had no point in hiding her identity.

"Cassandra" Her stern voice reflected of the rock walls. I simply nodded but came to regret it as Dicks finger touched my fresh wound. And then I panicked over something so simple. Well what do I tell her, Rory or Lolita?

"I, um, Lolita" I curled my lips into a fake smile. Of course Dick didn't put any effort in hiding his confused face. He was used to calling me Rory or Lo, it seemed he forgot the origin of my little nickname.

"Oh hell no, get me off of here" I retorted watching as Dick took out a hooked needle and thread in his hands. He looked at me and quickly rushed to stand between my legs.

"It'll just be a few" He comforted, his voice became small so I could only hear, "Hold my hand, baby" Dicks eyes twisted into hurt, as though he were the one with the ugly gash on their face. I grabbed his hand and used it to get off the table.

"I need to speak to Tim first" I called out running behind Cassandra whose stance turned frantic, not knowing whether to protect me or step out the way for Dicks reach.

Dicks black hair flopped onto his eyes as he rushed to my side. I looked at the staircase and then Cassandra, who could only point with her head to a small door at the very top of the balcony.

I ran to and up the stairs, letting my footsteps create a melody of their own. And as I reached the metal door, I couldn't handle but stop seeing another keypad attached to its side. I looked behind me and tried to stifle a laughter seeing Cassandra forcefully hold back Dick who was trying to climb onto the first step of the stairs.

"19530" She shouted elbowing Dick in the shoulder. I maneuvered my way inside the door after hearing access granted. The door opened and shut behind me as I was now back inside the manor. Without Dick by my side, the atmosphere felt cold, almost terrifying.