It started that summer

The Hood

I kicked the body away from Tim since he seemed drunk out of his mind, hopefully, he wouldn't remember that. "Wait, you don't even drink?" I questioned out loud. He laughed and waved his hands in front of him in delight.

"Hehe, I should mo-more *hic* often!" He squeaked.

I pulled him up by his collar and he immediately stumbled back and hit the wall. I quickly pulled him into me. I groaned, "Can you stand?" He jumped up and looked at his shaking legs, he looked like a newborn horse. "Oh yeah, this is the kid that replaced me." I rolled my eyes. "Okay let's get you outta here-" I looked back at him. He was gone. "Oh no." I looked in all the stalls. "There is no way he got past me in zero seconds!" I opened the bathroom door. People were scattered and running out. It was either because of my gunshot or Dicks mission. I can't say his name, he's already a frequent favorite to kidnap. "THE TEEN TITANS SUCK!" I called.

"CoMe fi-fight mE!" Tim angrily screamed. I followed his drunken curses. He was showing a crowd his ninja kicks. "OoOh hey J-" I threw my hand over his mouth.

The people around me screamed in horror, "I thought you'd never make it." Black Mask smiled. I held Tim behind my back.

"And I thought we had a deal? Looks like the night is full of surprises. Here's another one, your dealer is covered in his blood in the bathroom." I quipped.

"I can't control everything my men do. I told them the rules just like you did. Come On Hood, relax, I'll fix it." He walked up to me handing me a cigar, "Care for a smoke?"

"This is your last warning before I come after you myself."

"Okay, so no smoke?" I took the cigar from his hands and tossed it on the floor. I stomped on it. "Those are expensive," He sighed.

"You know what else is?" I grabbed my gun and shot his handler, his body dropped at Masks' side. "Getting a new one of those. Leave before I change my mind." I gritted.

He whistled as he carelessly walked away. I put Tim in front of me.

"What did you drink?" I scolded.

"Whuat? Oh, drunk-I mean *hic* drink! I had aum coffee! I looooooovvveeeeee coffee!"

"Did anyone touch your drink?"

"Uuuhhhhmmmm hmmmm uhhm just the coffee person and I think *hic* there waus one girl OH YeAh!"

". .you were . . you were roofied?" Anger coursed through my veins, "I'm gonna kill someone."

"Like that pErson?" Tim pointed to the dead handler. I quickly pushed him forward and tried to retract my words.

"No no, they're just-uh sleeping. Time to go!" I grabbed his hand and started to walk. "HEY!" His limp body fell to the floor. I felt for his pulse, "Dammit." He was okay but he's gonna feel terrible when he wakes up. I need to get some fluids in him to flush this out.

"Hood!" Nightwing ran up to me. "What happened?" he cried.

"Calm down, he's not dead," I said plainly. "Someone slipped something in his drink. He's going to have the hangover of his lifetime tomorrow. I got him here so it's your turn to take care of him, I have a business to get to." I looked at the clock and sighed, and I was already late.

"You're kidding right?"

"Sorry, I can't hear you I'm leaving-" I caught his head turning towards the blood pooling around the handler's useless body, I nervously walked faster. Dick opened his mouth to say something but Tim groaned. I took that as my exit and ran out of the building. I hopped on my bike and sped off.