Giggles and Screams

0•*<Chapter 9>*•0

Two days later Dick woke, a layer of sweat and blood covering his screaming back. The Joker had whipped him everyday since they had arrived at... well where ever they were. He was terrified, in pain, but he refused to give up. The team would come for him, of course they would. That thought was the only thing keeping him from just letting himself go, letting himself die. Suddenly the door swung open with a loud bang! In the doorway, their bodies blocking most of the light, was Sportsmaster and Joker. Dick swallowed at the sight of the daggers and knifes covering the Jokers waistcoat. He furrowed his eyebrows at the camera in Sportsmaster's hands. What on earth would they be doing with a camera? Blinding him? His confusion did not go unnoticed,
"I see you've seen the camera?"
Dick said nothing.
"Well I can't answer you with out a question!"
He clenched his teeth,
"What are you going to do with it?"
Sportsmaster smirked.
"Were going to film Joker torturing you with, well you know what with, and then we're gonna send to your pathetic new friends! How does that sound boy?"
Dick pursed his lips. The team couldn't see this, it would only cause them make a reckless decision.
"Ahhh!" He screamed. A knife had been thrown threw the air and embedded itself into his left forearm. The Joker cackled.
"Your gonna look at the camera the whole time or I'll drag this on so much longer!"
Dick slowly raised his head and stared straight down the camera lense. A red flashing light appeared, indicating that Sportsmaster was recording. Joker stepped infront of him.
"Well hello Justice Brats! Lookie who I have here! I heard you guys are quite close!" He moved to side and Dick held his gaze. He gave the camera a weak smile before gritting his teeth to keep from screaming. The Joker had pierced his chest with a hooked blade and was dragging it around, creating the messy words; Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! His neck began to ache but he kept his eyes firmly trained on the camera.
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Wally West felt useless. Days had passed and they still had no lead on Dick. He was just about to fall asleep when a notification popped up in the corner of the large screen. One new message from:unknown. He hesitantly clicked on the link and nearly feel out of his seat at what he saw. The joker's face close up at the frozen beginning of a video.
"Guys! Batman! I've got... Something!" In seconds Artemis, Kaldur, Conner, Megan and Batman were all crowed round the screen.
"Well go on! Press Play!" Artemis nearly screamed. Wally slowly pressed the play button.
'Well hello Justice Brats! Lookie who I have here! I heard you guys are quite close!' The Joker moved to reveal something that drew as gasp from Miss M's mouth. There was Dick chained to wall a knife all ready lodged in his left arm. He gave them a weak smile before grimacing. The Joker had stabbed him with a dagger and was drawing out the words: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! This continued until they could tell that Dick was struggling to stay awake. To his credit. He hadn't screamed yet.
"No" Wally whispered. The Joker was holding a small needle filled with what appeared to liquid fear serum. He cackled at the camera before stabbing the liquid into Dicks neck. Quickly Dicks eyes clouded and he let put a piercing, heart wrenching, sorrow and terror filled scream of,
"NOOOO STOP DON'T HEEELLP MEE!!!!!"
Wally slammed his finger down on the stop button and stormed from he room tears streaming down his glaring face. He was going to murder that clown. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and he spun around. There stood the whole team.
"Lets go get him!"
Wally nodded as Artemis pulled him into a hug tears mixing on his shirt.