Paris: Book 1 (Nightwing X OC X Red Hood)

Chapter 4

I woke up to a cold breeze and tight ropes. My hands were over my head tied to the ceiling. I struggled for freedom. My back pack was sitting in my closet where I can see it,but my room was trashed.
"It's not here!" I heard the woman's voice and sighed. That same assassin I took down must've woken up from her beauty sleep moments before I did.
"Morning beautiful. " Red Hood was here with his goons. "Sleep well?"
"Here I thought I might never see you again. " I purred. He smirked and pointed his gun at my abdomen.
"Where's the chip, Paris? " He asked. My eyes widen. How did he know my name? Who is this guy? "You thought I didn't know who you were under that mask."
I remained silent. Red Hood then closed the door and locked it. Whatever he's gonna do to me, he didn't want anyone else to see. He stood closer and touched my face. Caressing it.
"I remember seeing your face. This beautiful face... " He mumbled. " I was with the Bat when I saved you. You told me that the next time you saw me, you'll repay me somehow. "
I didn't remember. It must've been in some past life.
"I don't remember being saved. " I turned my eyes away from him. He chuckled and took off his helmet. My heart was on fire. My hands gripping my rope and body felt a chill run down my back.
"Jason. " He grinned and held his hands away. He looked as handsome as I remembered. his blue eyes were more dangerous now, his hair was dark, yet for a small lock of hair -that was white. I knew it was him when I saw him at Wayne enterprise. He looked so familiar. "Bruce told me you were dead! "
He grins and circles around me. "I am.."
Jason looked around the room and back at me in his hands was a remote; three buttons and analog stick. His thumb used to scroll the stick until I was now dangling upside down. My hair now a red-brown pond on the floor.
" make this easy for me, P. " He pleaded. "Tell me where the chip is? "
I winced as he punched my side. He wasn't holding back at all; I threw up on the floor. Coughing.
"Where is it?" He asked again, I leaned away from him, and only saw a flash of blue jumping in from my window.
"You.." He said,before meeting a punch to the face. I quickly reached towards my feet and untied my legs. Landing graciously on the floor, I quickly ran out of the room and -- felt a burning hot shot run through my shoulder. I screamed , and fell to my knees. Jason has shot me.

"Shit!" I heard swearing,and then saw ....- Nightwing?!

What is he ...

"Don't worry, Miss.." He said while picking me up bridal style. Red Hood was gone, and I was losing consciousness. "We'll get you to the nearest Hospital. It's just a flesh wound, so you won't be away for so long."

The Hospital smelled like old people and medicine. I woke up to Aunt Selina and Mr. Wayne standing by the window talking, and standing by my side was Grayson. What's he doing here?

"Paris!" I slowly sat up and met Selina's tight embrace. She must really miss me, or really worried. I felt bad for making her come back early from her heist. "Are you alright?"

"It hurts when I move a lot." I whispered. Clenching Selina's arm tight. "I have the chip you were looking for,it's safe now."

Selina let go of me,and stepped away from me. Grayson was standing really close to my bed. "How's your arm?"

"I can barely move it, but It would've been worse if Ni-" I lost my words and train of thought when I saw Damian and Tim walk inside;and shortly after was Jason.

"Lady Milian." Damian held my hand and kissed it. "Hopefully,You'll heal well."

"Um..." I panicked, my eyes wanted to meet Jason's but I couldn't look at him. Not without crying.

"Thanks, Damian. " He smiled,while Tim rolled his eyes and sighed.

"I've been taking care of your cat for you, so you don't have to worry about her. " Tim said, smiling at me. I always found him the most adorable. Far cuter than Grayson, but not cuter than Damien. I gripped my blanket and looked over at my little nightstand.
"You'll be in here longer expected." Bruce explained. "So I've given you books and your laptop in case for work. "

This man scares me. Far more than Jason,to think he's my boss too.

"Thank you, Mr. Wayne. " I said. He grinned. I gripped my blanket and took my chances, looking at Jason,who was staring at me.
"Don't worry about him. He's just sad he's not shooting up stuff. " Dick leaning in close. I heard Jason scoff and mumble under his breath, then his eyes were looking out the window.

My heart was breaking when I saw him crossing his arms. Acting uninterested. Like he didn't care that he shot me, not a single ounce of emotion was on his face.
I don't think anyone knows he shot me.
"Once your wound is better you'll be free to go. " Mr.Wayne said, his voice sounded gentle.
"Dick will stay here and watch for any...invaders. " I grinned. My eyes trained to the string on the blanket. That one little stitch that was just sticking out. It was beginning to bother me.

"Here." I saw hands wrapped over mine,his finger twirling the string around before yanking it apart. I looked up to see Jason hovering over me. His breathing was quick and his eyes were on me. Watching me.

What's he thinking?

I've never felt so curious in my life. Standing behind him glaring down at us,was Dick. He didn't look so pleased with the idea of us hand in hand together. Jason was smirking now, Last I thought, he was the rebellious one. Being the first one to leave Bruce the way he did.

"Easy, Dick.." He said, holding his hand up. "I was jus- "

" I think you've done enough, " Dick snapped. "Shouldn't you be out doing the usual. "

"You guys brought me here, so" He says,while holding my hand one more time. " I'm comforting a friend."

I'm a friend?!!?!?!

"She's a friend of yours?" Damien asks, not sure to believe what exactly is going on. To be honest, I had no clue how exactly to chime in. Jason nods,before locking his arms around my shoulder. I winced from the wound.

"I'm not buying it." Dick said.

"I don't think It was for sell." Jason remarked.

I can feel a headache coming up, but Selina was already on it. A cup of water and my handy aspirin pills in her hands.

" The Doc says to take it easy on this. He knows about 'it' and says you don't need to be taking so many a day."

I frowned at Selina. 'It' was my constant headaches and 'weak' immune system; The doctor likes to make up fancy smancy words for my powers and abnormalties. My headaches cause. I had a habit in making my body go into overdrive,and using my powers. I've been getting even worse headaches ever since I started seeing Nightwing during my heists.

"He's gonna have you prescribed to a different medicine. " She went on. " I kindly informed Mr.Wayne here,all about it in case something bad happens at work. "

I nodded.

"I do believe it's been an overwhelming moment for Paris." Bruce said,before turning to me and smiling. "I want you to get well soon."

"Yes sir." I said,before turning my head towards Jason and noticing his eyes locking onto me. When he left, I felt air cave into my lungs.

"I hope you feel better soon, Miss.Milian." Damien said, his tone sounding a bit charming for a kid his age. Making Tim and Dick roll their eyes in unison. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Thank you,Damien." I said,and waved at the boys. When everyone was gone,and it was just me and Dick. I felt my body grow even more tense.

"I didn't know you work for Bruce Wayne, nor that you were related to Seline Kyle." He says,before stretching out on the chair.

"I didn't know you were all connected with him. " I said, before taking my pill and washing it down.

"He and I aren't on such good terms. "
He left it there. That must explain the reason why he was at work the other day. He must have needed to talk to Bruce and found me instead.

I'm sure Seline knows something about this. I'm hoping she tells me when I get out of here.

And knowing me, that's going to be soon. But as I slept , I couldn't help but think about Jason and his famous Red hood.