The first thing Dick noticed when he woke up was the heart monitor beeping into the empty room. The second thing he noticed was that he was sleeping on a comfortable bed that wasn't the hard ground. It made him feel almost uncomfortable at how soft it was.
Sitting up, he fliched at the pinch in his head, looking around the room for something that he couldnt explain what. Maybe Batman? He couldnt put his finger on it as he brought his knees to his chest, taking in the room he currently resided in. He remembered seeing this place in the security cameras but he never really knew what it was. A medical chamber maybe? But he couldnt be sure.
He looked down at his hands, which held bandages before sighing. He felt confined again even though it wasn't the cage he used to call home, but instead it was the bed he currently sat on. He felt restricted in this place, even if it wasn't the place he lived in with his old master.
"Your awake." The voice made him jump so hard that his heart started racing fast. He looked up to see that Bruce managed to slip through while he was locked in his mind, which after the years, became his best friend.
Dick didn't speak, instead he eyed Bruce carefully as he started to make his way to Dick. "You gave us all a scare when you fainted." He said.
Dick stayed silent.
Bruce sighed. "You can trust us Dick. We won't hurt you. I promise." Bruce spoke softly, trying to get the kid to talk.
Dick eyed him carefully, before he spoke. "Why did I faint?" He whispered in a voice so low, Bruce had to strain his ears to hear it.
Bruce let a small smile escape his lips. "You are suffering from ptsd and passed out from hyperventilation." Bruce explained.
Dick nodded at that. "Oh... and uhm... sorry for hacking into your uh... main frame." Dick said, a little louder this time.
"No worries. I still want to know how you managed to do that for being... what? 10?" Bruce asked.
Dick shrugged. "Im... 13 and I learned it from watching Deathstroke. Whenever he'd go out and let me out of the cage, I would practice it and when I found this main frame... i well... became obsessed with the heroes and data on it." Dick explained, growing quiet near the end of the sentence.
Bruce chuckled. "Well thats some skill, and i'd like to ask you something. Its the main reason why I came over here." He said.
Dick stayed silent, meaning Bruce could continue. "Would you like to become my protégé? I could teach you to be a hero like the Justice league." He said.
Dick seemed to perk up at that, a smile hitting his face. He nodded vigorously, making Bruce smile wide at his enthusiasm. "If you want you can remain here or you may come to the Wayne Manor. Its up to you."
Dick slouched at what Bruce had just said. He never was, even before being locked up, was a good decision maker. He found choosing being quite fearful, especially since he could make the wrong decision.
All Dick did, was shrug his shoulders and tried to hide his face in his knees. He didn't want to be the one to make his own choice.
"Do you... uh... want me to decide for you?" Bruce asked.
Dick physically relaxed his posture looking up at Bruce with his bright blue eyes in relief. He nodded, reaching out a bony hand to grip Bruce's sleeve.
"Alright, how about you come live with me." Bruce said.
Dick nodded, and dropped his grip on Bruce's sleeve and hugged his knees tightly. He averted his eyes down to his bandaged wrists, trying hard not to make contact with Bruce's eyes.
"Get some more rest, Dick. We will talk about more stuff tomorrow." Bruce said, turning and walking out the door. Dick sighed, taking in the room once more as he was left in silence. After a few more moments af staring off into the room, he decided it was time to get some rest. Lying down on the bed, he curled in on himself and closed his eyes, accepting the waiting sleep.
Dick's eyes flew open, searching around for any sign of where he was. All he could pick up was the bars in front and the darkness surrounding him. He gasped, backing into the corner of the cell he currently was, his heartbeat speeding up rapidly.
He looked down seeing his hands were tied together and his neck was chained once again. He felt his fear overtake him, tears falling from his eyes.
"Bruce?" He called out, looking up to see the bars in front of his face.
Footsteps were heard outside of his cell, causing him to flinch with every step. When the footsteps slowed, he was met with the face of Deathstroke smirking at him. Dick gasped, backing into the corner as much as he could.
"The puppy is in my grasp once again." Deathstroke echoed. "You won't be able to escape this time, my pet."
The cage was opened and Deathstroke stepped in, reaching for a stick that hung on the wall. Dick's eyes widened as he watched in frozen terror. Deathstroke raised the stick up high above his head and brought it down hard.
Dick woke screaming, flinging his hands around to stop the invisible pain in his ribs. He could feel hands holding him down, trying to stop him from fighting back, but his screaming continued, tears falling from his eyes.
"-ick! Dick! Hey calm down! You're safe!" A voice said, making Dick's screaming slowly disappear, until he was able to focus on a couple of blurry faces.
The first one to clear was Bruce, which had a grip on Dick's right forearm. The second one was Wally West, who looked worried as he held down Dick's shoulders. The other two were back a bit, but he could tell they were teenagers by the way they stood.
"You're safe, its okay." Wally said.
Dick let his breathing settle before he relaxed in the bed, completely taken over by exhaustion.
"I-I'm sorry..." Dick said breathlessly, before his eyes rolled into the back of his mind and his head rolled to the side, growing limp as he lied on the bed.
The others sighed in defeat, and slowly sat on the chairs, finally coming to the conclusion that they need to keep an eye on their newest member, no matter the time of day.
A/N: soooooo sorry for the big gap in this story xD I was dealing with major family business and college stuff, so I am so sorrry. I will probably update again this week to make up for lost time! I really am sorry about the very late chapter guys! Forgive me?
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