Injustice 2: Fallen Gods

Prologue: Broken Knight

{Story Start}

"No.... No, No-No get away from me! No NO!!"

A cry of pain echoed through the empty halls of Arkham Asylum. The sounds of metal scraping on the ground and twisted grunting followed the cry shortly after, showing effort from the one who held the hot branding stick against a young man's face.

The man looked like he couldn't be older than nineteen, twenty at most..... yet a branding stick was forced onto his cheek as some sickening way of marking him. Steam and the smell of roasting flesh filled the air of the abandoned asylum, accompanied by the screams of pain from the young man, who wore busted an broken armor....

The figure above him removed the brand, showing a burning blistering letter had been left on the boy's cheek...

Tears of pain and rage mixed with the burnt, crumbling bits of flesh as they fell from the man's eyes. His cries of pain were soon replaced with nearly silent whimpers. Having taken some of the lingering embers, the man's tears revealed the letter made into a scar, and it was a letter he had a history with.....

'R'

R for Robin...... the man's former title........ a title he held with pride......... a title that had been used to brand him, as if his real name didn't matter.

It had been nearly nine months...... nine months of this torture....... At this point, he'd rather have just been killed.... He'd rather feel the cold embrace of death than hear or feel that crowbar ever again..... the bluntness of it smashing into his arms..... his legs....... his head, stomach, back....... breaking more and more of his bones than he could count....... shattering his pride and destroying his armor just as badly........

Smashing.......... breaking......... cracking.......... destroying him more and more, all while his captors made sure to keep him alive......... alive long enough to be made an example.......

Yet still....... his mind told him to run while his soul yelled at him to find a way to fight........... the man used his cut, bloody hands to attempt to crawl away from his tormentor......... to find a way out and fight back.......... he didn't get far due to his physical conditions.........

The former Robin felt his back get stepped on, the heel of said boot grinding into his spine with malice....... the former Robin forced his mouth to stay close......... he didn't  want to give his tormentors the satisfaction of hearing his cries of pain............... he felt cold steel hit the side of his head..........

Forcing him into unconsciousness...........

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Things weren't always like this.... not for the 2nd Robin.... not for Jason Todd. Once, he was a street orphan who was trained to take on the mantle of Robin. He was happy to wear the mantle..... he wore it with pride and fought by Batman's side in his war against crime with eagerness and determination....... he proved himself the best fighter Batman had ever trained.....

But then...... it happened.... the event that would change the world........ and change it for the worse.......

The death of Lois Lane and her unborn child......... it marked the rise of the Regime. The stories were documented throughout the world..... His call to end the wars of the world, ending them in the blink of an eye....... there was a divide in the superhero community....... and it originated with Batman and Superman......