Window Sills

Chapter One

"Wait! Where's Wally?"
"Artemis...he wanted me to tell you.."
"No. No!"
"He loved you."
The scene had played over and over again in his head. He told him self over and over again that he wasn't dead. No, he didn't lose anyone else. Like he lost his parents...like he lost his little brother Jason. No, he wasn't dead. Wally didn't leave him. Any minute now Wally would come speeding in with a smile, excited that they won, excited to be a superhero again. He would tell him that he had planned a trip to Paris, where he would finally propose to Artemis. Yeah, Wally was alive, he was just out for a little while! Everything was fine! Just perfec-
"Nightwing, come in." Batman said over the intercom.
"What's up?" Dick said in a flat voice.
"A break in at Ace Chemicals. Probably just some thugs, but check it out anyway." The Bat said.
"On it."
Dick hopped of the window sill he was sitting in. Using his glider, Dick makes his way down to the building. It isn't far, but his mind keeps wandering off, making the journey seem longer. His inner dialogue argues with its self.
I wonder what Wally's doing...
Idiot! Wally's dead!
No he's not.
Yeah, he is.
NO
YES
NO! HE'S NOT DEAD!
He had arrived. Quietly stepping of his glider, Dick made his way through the building.
"Eh! Sammy! Over here!" A voice said.
"What is it boss?" Sammy said.
"Here, take these. This," the man said, taking a large vial out if the box, "Is what we're selling to the big man." The man smiled an eery smile. Sammy look at the vile with wide eyes.
"Well, what's it do?" Sammy asked.
"I think it's a poison. The big man said he was gonna put it in soft drinks an' stuff. No more sodas for us. But we do get a shit ton of money!" The man said. Jumping onto a support beam above them, Dick yelled in a deep voice,
"Tell me who you're working for! Now!"
The two men looked around frantically. The other man slowly pulled out a gun.
"And why would we tell you?" Sammy yelled. Dick quietly dropped to the floor, behind the men.
"Because I said so." Nightwing said. As the taller if the men turned around and met Nightwing's eyes. And Dick punched him. Dropping the gun, Sammy shakily picked the gun.
"S-Stand back! I-I will shoot-t!" Dick didn't even flinch. Dick grabbed the man by his shirt and looked him square in the eye.
"Tell me! NOW!" Nightwing growled.
"Alright, alright! I don't know his name! All I know is that he's got green hair and scars around his mouth." Sammy said.
"Joker." Nightwing whispered. Sirens went off in the distance. "Looks like that taken care o-" Just then, Dick remembered he still had the gun. Searing pain shot through his thigh. The cops bursted open the door. Dick dropped the guy and ran off to his glider. He was losing blood fast. Sighing, he focused on getting home and not letting his mind wander.